As they traveled on, Scott began to think that perhaps the other X-Men were
somehow playing out the roles of other knights in Arthurian lore. If they
were, perhaps they were all at Camelot, Arthur's legendary castle. Scott
decided to head that way and see what he found there.
Soon, Scott and Patsy came to a forest. As they passed through, they began to hear sounds of combat. Emerging into a clearing, they saw two knights, one in black armor and the other in green, engaged in a swordfight near a bridge. The two knights fought back and forth for several minutes, with neither having the advantage.
Scott and Patsy watched the combat with a keen interest. Maybe one of these knights could travel along with them as they continued to search for the X- Men.
The battle raged on until the green knight picked up a mace off the ground and charged at his opponent. Before he could strike, though, the black knight hurled his sword through the air. His aim was true, and the point of the sword pierced the green knight's visor, killing him. The black knight walked over to his fallen opponent, grabbed the hilt of his sword and pulled it out of the knight's helmet. He wiped the blood off on the grass, then walked over to the bridge and took up a sentry position.
Scott nodded at Patsy and they approached the knight.
"You fight with the strength of many men, good sir knight!" Scott hailed. The knight stood motionless and did not respond.
Scott was slightly put off by the knight's silence but tried again. "I seek the finest and the bravest knights in the land to join me in my court at Camelot. Will you join me?"
Again, the black knight did not reply.
"You make me sad," Scott said. "Come, Patsy," he said, and they approached the bridge.
"None shall pass," said the knight, finally speaking.
"What?"
"None shall pass!"
"I have no quarrel with you, good sir knight," said Scott. "But I must cross this bridge,"
"Then you shall die," said the knight.
"I command you, as king of the Britons, to stand aside!" Scott ordered.
"I move for no man," said the knight.
"So be it!" said Scott, reaching up to his visor. He touched the button that opened the visor to release an optic blast at the knight, but nothing happened.
My powers are gone! Now what am I going to do? Scott thought as the black knight raised his sword and began to approach menacingly.
"Your sword!" called Patsy. "Use your sword, sire!"
Scott looked at the sword on his belt. This must be the legendary Excalibur. He had never fought with a sword before, but right now he didn't have much of a choice if he wanted to survive this encounter. He drew it out and prepared to face the black knight.
The black knight swung his sword at Scott, who raised Excalibur to parry the blow. There was a clang of metal as the two swords collided, and Scott nearly had his own sword knocked out of his hand by the blow.
I'd better stay away from him, thought Scott. He changed his tactics and focused on dodging the knight's attacks rather than try to overcome his superior strength.
Again and again, the black knight swung at him and again and again Scott dodged the sword thrusts. Finally, he saw an opening to attack and swung Excalibur with all his might. The sword struck the knight at the left shoulder and lopped his arm completely off.
Scott stepped back as the knight looked down at his arm, lying on the ground.
"Now, stand aside, worthy adversary!" Scott said.
"Tis but a scratch!" said the knight.
"A scratch?" Scott asked incredulously. "Your arm's off!"
"No it isn't!" said the knight.
"Well what's that then?" Scott asked, pointing at the severed arm with his sword.
"I've had worse,"
"You lie!"
"Come on, you pansy!" the knight challenged, and began to attack again. Scott quickly found himself on the defensive again, fending off the knight's wild attacks. As the knight charged at him again, Scott stepped out of the way and swung his sword again as the knight ran past him, and cut off his other arm.
"Victory is mine!" Scott shouted. He knelt down and began to wipe the blood off his sword. He did not see the black knight walk up behind him.
"Hah!" shouted the knight and kicked Scott in the back. "Come on, then!" he said.
"You are indeed brave, sir knight but the fight is mine!" Scott said.
"Oh, I see. Had enough, eh?"
Scott couldn't believe that he was being challenged to continue by a knight with no arms.
"Look, you stupid idiot, you've got no arms left!" he said.
"Yes I have,"
"Look!"
"It's just a flesh wound!" said the knight, and kicked Scott again.
"Look, stop that!" said Scott.
"Chicken! Chick-eenn!" taunted the knight as he danced around Scott, kicking him randomly.
"Look, I'll have your leg!" said Scott. The knight ignored him and kicked him one more time.
"Right!" shouted Scott, and cut off one of the knight's legs.
"Right, I'll do you for that!" said the knight, jumping up and down on his one leg.
"You'll what?"
"Come here!" shouted the knight and started hopping toward Scott.
"What are you going to do, bleed on me?"
"I'm invincible!"
"You're a looney!"
"The black knight always triumphs!" screamed the knight. "Come on, then!"
Scott shook his head and cut off the knight's other leg, and the knight fell to the ground.
"Alright, we'll call it a draw. Come, Patsy," said Scott, and he and Patsy started over the bridge.
"Oh, I see," called the now quadriplegic knight. "Running away, eh? You yellow bastards! Come back here and take what's coming to you! I'll bite your legs off!"
Scott and Patsy ignored the raving knight and continued over the bridge and out of the forest. Soon, they found themselves in a nearby village.
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Soon, Scott and Patsy came to a forest. As they passed through, they began to hear sounds of combat. Emerging into a clearing, they saw two knights, one in black armor and the other in green, engaged in a swordfight near a bridge. The two knights fought back and forth for several minutes, with neither having the advantage.
Scott and Patsy watched the combat with a keen interest. Maybe one of these knights could travel along with them as they continued to search for the X- Men.
The battle raged on until the green knight picked up a mace off the ground and charged at his opponent. Before he could strike, though, the black knight hurled his sword through the air. His aim was true, and the point of the sword pierced the green knight's visor, killing him. The black knight walked over to his fallen opponent, grabbed the hilt of his sword and pulled it out of the knight's helmet. He wiped the blood off on the grass, then walked over to the bridge and took up a sentry position.
Scott nodded at Patsy and they approached the knight.
"You fight with the strength of many men, good sir knight!" Scott hailed. The knight stood motionless and did not respond.
Scott was slightly put off by the knight's silence but tried again. "I seek the finest and the bravest knights in the land to join me in my court at Camelot. Will you join me?"
Again, the black knight did not reply.
"You make me sad," Scott said. "Come, Patsy," he said, and they approached the bridge.
"None shall pass," said the knight, finally speaking.
"What?"
"None shall pass!"
"I have no quarrel with you, good sir knight," said Scott. "But I must cross this bridge,"
"Then you shall die," said the knight.
"I command you, as king of the Britons, to stand aside!" Scott ordered.
"I move for no man," said the knight.
"So be it!" said Scott, reaching up to his visor. He touched the button that opened the visor to release an optic blast at the knight, but nothing happened.
My powers are gone! Now what am I going to do? Scott thought as the black knight raised his sword and began to approach menacingly.
"Your sword!" called Patsy. "Use your sword, sire!"
Scott looked at the sword on his belt. This must be the legendary Excalibur. He had never fought with a sword before, but right now he didn't have much of a choice if he wanted to survive this encounter. He drew it out and prepared to face the black knight.
The black knight swung his sword at Scott, who raised Excalibur to parry the blow. There was a clang of metal as the two swords collided, and Scott nearly had his own sword knocked out of his hand by the blow.
I'd better stay away from him, thought Scott. He changed his tactics and focused on dodging the knight's attacks rather than try to overcome his superior strength.
Again and again, the black knight swung at him and again and again Scott dodged the sword thrusts. Finally, he saw an opening to attack and swung Excalibur with all his might. The sword struck the knight at the left shoulder and lopped his arm completely off.
Scott stepped back as the knight looked down at his arm, lying on the ground.
"Now, stand aside, worthy adversary!" Scott said.
"Tis but a scratch!" said the knight.
"A scratch?" Scott asked incredulously. "Your arm's off!"
"No it isn't!" said the knight.
"Well what's that then?" Scott asked, pointing at the severed arm with his sword.
"I've had worse,"
"You lie!"
"Come on, you pansy!" the knight challenged, and began to attack again. Scott quickly found himself on the defensive again, fending off the knight's wild attacks. As the knight charged at him again, Scott stepped out of the way and swung his sword again as the knight ran past him, and cut off his other arm.
"Victory is mine!" Scott shouted. He knelt down and began to wipe the blood off his sword. He did not see the black knight walk up behind him.
"Hah!" shouted the knight and kicked Scott in the back. "Come on, then!" he said.
"You are indeed brave, sir knight but the fight is mine!" Scott said.
"Oh, I see. Had enough, eh?"
Scott couldn't believe that he was being challenged to continue by a knight with no arms.
"Look, you stupid idiot, you've got no arms left!" he said.
"Yes I have,"
"Look!"
"It's just a flesh wound!" said the knight, and kicked Scott again.
"Look, stop that!" said Scott.
"Chicken! Chick-eenn!" taunted the knight as he danced around Scott, kicking him randomly.
"Look, I'll have your leg!" said Scott. The knight ignored him and kicked him one more time.
"Right!" shouted Scott, and cut off one of the knight's legs.
"Right, I'll do you for that!" said the knight, jumping up and down on his one leg.
"You'll what?"
"Come here!" shouted the knight and started hopping toward Scott.
"What are you going to do, bleed on me?"
"I'm invincible!"
"You're a looney!"
"The black knight always triumphs!" screamed the knight. "Come on, then!"
Scott shook his head and cut off the knight's other leg, and the knight fell to the ground.
"Alright, we'll call it a draw. Come, Patsy," said Scott, and he and Patsy started over the bridge.
"Oh, I see," called the now quadriplegic knight. "Running away, eh? You yellow bastards! Come back here and take what's coming to you! I'll bite your legs off!"
Scott and Patsy ignored the raving knight and continued over the bridge and out of the forest. Soon, they found themselves in a nearby village.
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