A.N: Onwards! The Blue Knight always triumphs!

Scene 4

Somewhere in a forest ,somewhat bathed in some very rare sunlight for such a season, two men where travelling.

Not far from them, a knight clad in a deep blue armour was fighting some other knight – who we won't name because he's not important to our plot. His name was probably Bartholomew or something equally silly. The swords clang loudly through the serene forest.

The Blue Knight swung his sword but it was quickly blocked by the green night's own weapon. Shouts of rage and pain could be heard from both as they struggled to overpower one-another.

Meanwhile – Arthur and Antonio where galloping through the forest, the two coconut halves sounding rather convincing when coupled with the dramatic music playing inside of Arthur's head.

The two knights fought with all their strength, a triumphant cry was heard when the blue knight fell to the ground. Having abandoned his sword, the Green knight settled for trying his hand on a large iron mace. His decision turned for the worse when the long metal chain twirled around his opponents sword and with a swift kick the Blue knight regained his composure and got of the ground.

Arthur motioned for Antonio to stop, peaking out from behind some trees they watched in amazement as the intense battle continued.

By now the man in Green was exhausted, but giving up meant certain death. Throwing away the useless mace he found a battle axe and raised it above his head.

Screaming what could only be interpreted as some form of medieval battle cry, the green clad knight stormed towards the Blue Knight.

The Blue Knight raised his sword and remained calm. A almost inaudible 'Kesesesese' could be heard as the Green Knight charged towards him.

With a swift movement, The Blue Knight struck his sword through a small slot in the Green Knight's helmet.
Blood splattered everywhere as the long sword became logged further and further into the other male's skull.

A dull thud could be heard as the Green Knight fell lifeless to the forest floor.
Taking a good grip on the handle, the blue knight pulled the sword out of the man's skull, before wiping the blood on the dead man's clothes.

Arthur was impressed, he waved to Antonio to follow him.
'clop, clop, clop' could be heard as they approached the blue clad knight.

Stopping in front of the knight Arthur was surprised to notice a small yellow chick sitting on the blue knight helmet.
'Odd companion for a brave knight' he thought, 'perhaps it would grow to be a great eagle later...'

Arthur cleared his throat before speaking "You fight with the strength of many men, Sir Knight."

No reply – but had Arthur been able to see inside the helmet, he would have seen an albino grinning wickedly back at him.

"I am Arthur, King of the Britons." Still there was no reply from the knight in blue. Arthur looked at Antonio worriedly - who only gave a half-hearted shrug in confusion - before turning back to the knight.

"I seek the finest and the bravest knights in the land to join me in my court at Camelot."

The Blue knight didn't even move

"You have proved yourself worthy. Will you join me?"

Again, silence was all Arthur was met with. He frowned at the knight – why would anyone not want to follow him?

"You make me sad. So be it! Come, Patsy." Arthur motioned for Antonio to follow.
The Spaniard grumbled something about using the wrong name again.

"None shall pass!"

Arthur did a double take – the knight had spoken!
"What?" he looked at the man in blue with a confused look.

"kesesesesese~ None shall pass." he repeated, still standing motionless in front of the bridge.

"I have no quarrel with you, good Sir Knight, but I must cross this bridge. I have an important quest to complete!" Arthur tried to move around the Blue Knight, but was quickly halted.

"Then you shall die. Kesesesesese"

Not only did the Blue Knight refuse to follow him – or his orders – but he had the most annoying laugh Arthur had ever heard.
He composed himself and tried to look intimidating and 'kingly'
"I command you, as King of the Britons, to stand aside!"

"I move for no man." The little yellow chick on the top of his helmet made a little 'chirp' sound in confirmation at the Blue Knights' words.

Arthur frowned "So be it!"
Raising his sword, Arthur took a defensive position – the blue knight followed.

Meanwhile, Antonio took the opportunity ,while Arthur and the Blue knight where occupied, to run behind some trees - and throw some of those terrible scones in the small river.
He was joined by the little yellow chick – obviously much more intelligent than it's owner.

Arthur's sword connected with the Blue knights', both grunting as the impact of their respective blows sent shock waves through their arms.

Each blow Arthur dealt towards the Blue Knight was systematically and gracefully blocked by his opponent – he was most certainly a very skilled fighter, that much was obvious.
It annoyed Arthur more than he'd care to admit.

Just when Arthur though the fighting would never end, the Blue Knight was momentarily distracted by the little yellow chick's 'chirps' as Antonio fed it some of Arthur's rations. Arthur took the opportunity given to him and with a powerful blow, his sword connected with the blue knights' left shoulder – the sharp blade cutting deeply before severing the limb completely. Arthur was a bit shocked himself, he knew Excalibur was a magical sword – but such a power baffled even him! Regaining his composure he turned to his defeated opponent.

Antonio peeked out from his hiding place – wincing slightly at the sight of the blue Knights' gaping would flowing with blood – Arthur tried not to look at the wound at all, focusing instead on the helmet-clad head. "Now stand aside, worthy adversary." he ordered with as much authority his voice could muster.

"Das is but a scratch." The Blue Knight shrugged with his remaining arm. He seemed to not even have noticed he had just lost an arm.

Arthur gaped in shock before his expression turned to slight anger
"A scratch? Your arm's off!"

Another one-armed shrug from the Blue Knight "Nein, it isn't."

"Well, what's that then?" Arthur pointed to the severed limb lying in the grass.

The Blue knight looked at his own arm for a moment before straightening up again
"I've had worse." Secretly, Gilbert was glad he was wearing a helmet, his normal pale features where bound to have paled even more after such blood-loss.
But he didn't have time to feel sorry for himself – he had a bridge to protect – and a little yellow chick to feed.

"You liar!" Arthur near shouted, his thick eyebrows furrowed deeply.

Raising his sword once again with his remaining arm, the Blue Knight taunted Arthur on
"Come on, you Schlappschwanz!"

While the two men continued to fight, Antonio was having a one sided conversation with the little yellow chick "I do not understand! How can he forget my name!"
The little bird chirped and tilted it's head – not really understanding why the Spaniard was using him as a therapist. Antonio only looked away from his newly acquired 'friend' when a sickening sound of flesh being cut was heard.

"Victory is mine!" Arthur triumphantly cheered as he managed to cut the Blue Knights' right arm off.
Kneeling on the ground he closed his eyes in prayer "We thank Thee Lord, that in Thy mer-"
A loud clang resonated in his head.

The blue clad iron foot made connection to Arthur's crowned head, a triumphant "Hah!" could be heard from the Prussian Knight as Arthur stumbled, mildly surprised by such an attack.
"Come on then." he taunted, smirking underneath his blue helmet.

All he could do was gape and blink in surprise "What?"

"Have at you!" The Blue Knight raised his foot and kicked Arthur with all his strength. He was not going to run away – even with no arms he still had fighting spirit left in him.

"You are indeed brave, Sir Knight, but the fight is mine."

"Oh, you've had enough, hmm? Kesesesese~ You can't handle the awesomeness that is a Knight of Prussia!"
His taunting voice was worse than the kicks delivered to Arthur's shins.

Arthur was tiring quickly of this idiot
"Look, you stupid bastard. You've got no arms left."
He pointed angrily towards the Blue Knight.

The knight scoffed "Ja, I have."

"Look!" Arthur pointed again, feeling the urge to stab the damn Prussian with his sword in the process.

Looking back and forwards between his newly acquired bleeding wounds, Gilbert just shrugged with what remained of his shoulders
"Just a flesh wound." he stated as if it was nothing, before aiming another kick at Arthur.

Giving the Blue Knight an angry look, Arthur tried to evade his opponents kicks.
"Look, stop that you bloody bastard!"

"Chicken!" The Blue Knight taunted again before kicking Arthur again – hard. Arthur frowned deeply

"Chickennnn~!" came the ever taunting voice as the Prussian jumped around him.

"Look, I'll have your leg." Arthur held a firm grip on Excalibur just waiting for the Blue Knight to kick him again.
He didn't have to wait long.

The second Gilbert's leg came in contact with Arthur's side, he raised his sword and chopped the knights right leg clean off.
"Right...take that you bloody git"

Gilbert's voice went a few notes higher – undoubtedly he was in a lot of pain right now
"I'll do you for that!" came the angry reply as the Blue Knight hopped around on one foot.

Arthur raised an eyebrow questioningly towards Gilbert
"You'll do what?"

"Come here!" He hopped over and tried to head-but Arthur with his helmet.

"What are you going to do, bleed on me?" Arthur just put his hands on his hips and watched as the other man desperately tried to topple him over.

The little yellow chick chirped sadly as it's master seemed to fall from grace.
Antonio petted it carefully and tried to distract it with a tomato - it was not very successful.

Head butting Arthur repeatedly was all he could do at the moment
"I'm invincible!" Gilbert screamed and again tried to do some damage with his helmet.

Arthur rolled his eyes "You're a loony."

"The Blue Knight always triumphs! Kesesesese~" Another pathetic head-but "Have at you!"
A few unstable one legged jumps before the Prussian tried again "Come on then, you can't handle my awesomeness."

Arthur had had enough, swinging his sword he cut the Blue Knights' last leg off, the pathetic man now left to a near immobile state in the dirt.

"All right, we'll call it a draw." Arthur gave a small bow to his opponent and re-sheathed his sword. "Come, Patsy." he waved and continued to 'gallop' across the small dirt bridge.
Antonio carefully came out of hiding, placing the small yellow chick on the defeated knight's head with a whispered "sorry about him...eccentric Brits – you know how they are..." before running after Arthur.

Gilbert was stunned. He couldn't loose! Never! "Oh... Oh, I see! Running away, eh? You English Schlappschwanz! Come back here and take what's coming to you. I'll bite your legs off!" But despite the desperate yelling, Arthur and Antonio ignored the blue man and carried on deeper into the forest.

A.N: Right, this was more difficult to write than I though. Battle scenes are not my strong point - and refering to Gilbert became a bit boring when I had to re-use "Blue knight" every so often. Hopefully you all still enjoyed it!

Thanks for the reviews so far!