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When daggers are pointed at innocent hearts, and muskets are ready to fire.

When tyrants ride high and govern with fear, as the forces of evil

conspire. Then from out of the night, my hero must rise.

The courage that even a mask won't disguise.

They turn to the man called Zorro.

Zorro! The one who's larger than life and defender of all. He's this man who

people acclaim.

He's the one who strikes back for the poor and oppressed.

A hero.

This farcienda once rang with laughter, Laura. Yes, I know, Grandpa.

You've told me a hundred times.

Well, we're going to build a freeway through here.

It's all right.

Don't be sad.

It'll all work out. Just you wait and see.

My father and I lost everything when the market crashed.

We can't pay the property taxes.

Then show me before it's too late.

Come on.

Princess me.

Come on.

You got the flashlight?

Look, there's one.

Well done.

This was the cave where Taranada waited to ride like the wind at his master's

command.

And over here, this was his secret laboratory.

He must have concocted a multitude of experiments.

170 years ago.

Yes, 170 years.

Life was very different then.

So much simpler.

There was excitement in the air.

You could almost breathe it.

Laura? Over here.

This one's stuck.

Let me see.

There we are.

That's an old mouth trap.

How many mice have been stuck with this?

To whoever finds this book, welcome.

I, Diego de la Vega, here set down a true account of one

of Zorro's most remarkable adventures.

And you, dear reader, will be the first to know the secret of...

The Devil's Fortress.

Fortaleza, don't I? I don't know. It was in Baja, California, many days right to

the south.

It was built to defend the Spanish Empire.

By the end of the 18th century, it had become a prison, a hateful place.

Barbara is very cruel.

I was working in my laboratory one crisp autumn morning.

Things had been unusually quiet of late.

In fact, it seemed as if our esteemed Alcalde had run out of tricks.

Copper sulfate.

Science is an endless frontier, Felipe.

All we know, the water is to learn.

We'd better answer that.

Don Diego, may I please speak to your father?

I'm afraid he's just sprained his ankle.

He had a rather bad fall off Dulcinea.

What's wrong?

I don't know.

It has something to do with my father.

Your father?

I thought he died in Mexico during the Revolution. Well,

that's what we all thought.

But he's alive, Diego.

He's a prisoner at Devil's Fortress.

The letter will explain it all.

Victoria. What a pleasant surprise.

Victoria has just received this letter from a man who was recently a prisoner

Fortaleza del Diablo.

Well, I pity him, but what does that have to do with Victoria?

This man claims to have shared a cell with her father.

Alfonso, my old friend is still alive.

Oh, Victoria, my dear. How do you know you can trust the man who wrote the

letter? He swore to my father that he would write to me and my brothers upon

release.

And somehow...

I have to believe him. He says Senor Escalante's health is declining rapidly.

Where are your brothers?

In Venezuela.

I haven't heard from Francisco or Ramon in months.

Don Alejandro, I can't let my father die in that foul place.

Of course not.

We'll do something, and quickly.

But what?

What can we do? I don't know.

I'd go myself, except for this ankle.

Please, Victoria.

Time is the very thing we don't have.

I'll write to the portrait.

You, Diego?

But... Well, it appears that I'm the only volunteer.

Felipe, pack my bags at once.

Diego... What in the world are you going to say when you get there?

Well, I'll speak to the commandant of the prison.

If Senor Escalante's illness is as serious as that letter indicates,

he'll be merciful.

And what if he isn't?

Well, I'll cross that bridge when I come to it.

Well, seems like my son has become a man of action overnight.

No.

This lady has been a good and loyal friend to the De La Vegas.

Your family is our family.

Thank you, dear.

It's not a moment to lose.

Your son has become a kind and generous man.

Thank you, Don Alejandro.

If only Zorro knew about this.

Victoria's mother was shot by a firing squad for aiding a wounded

Father and brother swore revenge and went off to join the rebel army, leaving

Victoria to manage the tavern.

She was only about your age, but she was already a strong, independent young

lady.

Yes, settle Toronado. I'll meet you at the grove.

The devil's fortress, you say?

Si, alcalde.

Fortaleza del Diablo.

It's a few days' ride to the south.

I know where it is, Mendoza, but do you know what it is?

Si, mi alcalde, it is a notorious penal colony for enemies of the state.

It's a shame that Senorita Escalante's father was sent there. He was a good

I knew him when I was just a little chavalito.

He used to rock me on his knees, and he would sing lullabies. The man is a

notorious rebel who ought to be locked away for life.

You know nothing else of the devil's fortress.

What else is there to know?

You are as shrewd as a waterlogged sponge.

For eight years I have looked for an excuse to get in there, and now I have

window of opportunity.

Saddle up my horse, and one for yourself.

Pack enough provisions for eight days. We are going to the Devil's Fortress.

Eight days?

Father de Dios, Alcalde, my back is already sore.

Why do we have to go there?

Because, Mendoza, there is more to the Devil's Fortress than just a prison.

But why did the Alcalde decide to travel to Devil's Fortress, Grandpa?

Do you think it was the same reason that Don Diego mentioned in the book?

I have no idea.

I doubt it.

I decided to make the long journey as up as Don Diego.

However, Zorro had to make one final appearance in Los Angeles.

Thank you, Felipe.

That's quite a disguise for Toronado.

Different saddle.

White forelock? Very good.

Be safe,

my friend.

Take care of my father.

Don Diego's a good man.

Please keep him safe.

And please let me see my father again.

I pledge that you shall, Senorita.

No, no.

It is within the power of man.

I will bring your father home.

Promise to come back quickly.

Why would a man not hurry home?

Such beauty, waiting him at the end of his journey.

Take care of Don Diego.

He will never be out of my sight.

Sergeant Mendoza and I are on our way to the fortress to intercede

for your father.

But you can't. If you do, then... Then what?

Then nothing.

Your kindness is greatly appreciated, but I'm afraid Don Diego's already gone

out to the fortress.

De La Vega's gone to the fortress?

I will probably have to rescue him.

I can't let you do this, alcalde.

I mean, you have a pueblo to govern.

What else am I here for, if not to ease the distress of my subjects?

Ah, my people.

Mendoza.

The Alcalde could care less about my father.

What is he up to?

I don't know, Senorita Victoria.

He has some kind of secret.

He won't even tell me.

Please pray for a safe return.

I will, Sergeant.

What had possessed the Alcalde to set out on this formidable enterprise?

Only time would tell.

In the meantime...

Toronado and I had more pressing concerns.

Seems like there's work for Zorro everywhere, old boy.

I am Rosalinda de la Fuente.

To whom do I owe my diligence?

A thousand pardons, senorita. Zorro, at your service.

Fox, I've heard of such a man.

But you could not possibly be that Zorro.

And why is that, senorita? They say he's a notorious outlaw with a price on his

head. There must be another Zorro.

Just so.

I mean, what would he be doing this far south?

Evil and injustice are not confined to Los Angeles.

Besides, this Zorro you've heard about is really not such a bad fellow.

Clearly. If he would risk his life to save a stranger.

And may I say, a very beautiful one.

Please accept that as a reward for your chivalry.

You're too kind.

I must go.

You would leave me out here alone?

Forgive me, but we'll soon be running into the perimeter patrol and my

appearance tends to make men in uniform very upset.

Then remove your mask.

Your secret will be safe with me.

For your own safety, Senorita, my identity must remain concealed.

I passed a lone stranger coming this way.

I'm sure he'll accompany you to the next town.

I'll round up those outlaws, and then I'll return to give your driver a decent

burial. I shall never forget your courage.

Nor I your beauty.

Adios.

Felipe, I know that you're worried, but really, you must eat.

I mean it.

Look, we both know that Diego is not a man to do anything rash.

Besides,

Victoria says that Zorro is riding south to the rescue. He'll make sure that

Diego returns safe and sound. I guarantee it. Ah, Victoria, where are

The Alcalde and Sergeant Mendoza have ridden south.

They are bound to meet up with Zorro. I have to warn him. No, no, no, no.

A woman traveling alone? No.

Don Alejandro, I just can't sit here and wait.

Adios.

Victoria!

Victoria! Ow!

Be careful!

What a beautiful horse than yours, Samaritan.

Thank you.

My name is Salvador Guilaras.

You look as though you could use some help.

By the way, what happened to Mendoza and the Alcalde? They were heading down

south, too.

It's funny you should mention that.

Meanwhile, several miles down the road... Alcalde, I have followed you

for years, with all due respect.

Won't you tell me why we're traveling all the way to Devil's Fortress?

I have a little suspicion it has nothing to do with Senorita Victoria's father.

Everything will be revealed to you when I see fit, and not before.

Oh.

Senorita, what are you doing here? I'm going to find my father, the same as

from Devil's Fortress.

Where it is.

Where are you bound?

South.

Kind of answer is that.

Where are you bound, senor?

I'm going to visit the commandant at Devil's Fortress.

And your business with him?

It's my own.

Senorita de la Fuente.

Sergeant.

Arrest this man.

He is the infamous bandit, Zorro.

So there is Zorro.

I'm afraid you're making some great mistakes, Senorita.

Oh, no.

It was you who made the error.

I gave the handkerchief to Zorro.

It was scented with perfume from the Paris house of Suivant.

Very expensive.

And very rare.

Now, either it's in here, or you have the sweetest smelling horse in Mexico.

Senor, he'll rant.

Well, even assuming that I was this bandit, Zorro, which I'm not, why would

have me arrested? You just told me that he saved your life.

Zorro?

Rescued you, Senorita?

Why is that so amusing?

Oh, forgive the sergeant. There's an undeniable irony to the situation.

You've obviously never heard of Manolo de la Fuente, commandant of Devil's

Fortress. You see, Zorro rescued his daughter.

I want to know what happens next.

Well, let me see now.

Zorro!

straight men of steel in Los Angeles.