The Princess Bribe 2

Author Note: I know, it's been like, EVER since I updated. But I've got a lot of stories to deal with and a lot of ideas that need to happen before I can relax. So, I felt bad and decided to write this. This story is NOT going to be as long as I wanted it to be, but I didn't want to delete it and didn't want to put it off any longer. Enjoy! :D

Emily woke up upside down on a ship, bumping along on the waves. A figure stood over her, smirking evilly. It was a boy with sandy hair, slightly older than her, with coal eyes.

"Who are you?" she questioned, fear dabbing her voice.

"My name is Antonio," he snarled, "and you are our captive. We're baiting you for your precious prince to come duel I, the smartest and the brains."

"But first he will be guided many ways and tricked by me," a girl with midnight hair and Japansese pretty eyes was suddenly beside him, "my name is Mia."

"And smashed," a man with features of steel thumped by them, "by me, Kevin."

"And we are done," Antonio made her look into his eyes by grabbing her shoulders, "let's just hope you are a good swimmer."

She went pale in fear as she fell back.

"They are after us," Mia suddenly declared.

"Ignore the ship," Antonio commanded, "we want them to find us."

"But I think we should park," Kevin suggested.

"You thought?" Antonio snarled, "did I hire you for thinking? You are a buffon, man! Now shut up and park this ship."

"Didn't you just say…" Mia began.

"And you," Antonio turned to her fiercely, "I hired you only because of your skill in battle and wits. But as far as socially, you are a hopeless girl who gets drunk too often. Now PARK."

Growling under her breath, Mia parked the ship in an island hard to get in and hopped on out. Kevin heaved up Emily up, muttering, "Sorry about this, miss."

She trembled as they walked. When they came to a cliff, they realized the prince was trying to get in by horse. They noticed the ship nearby, and Antonio yelled at them to start climbing. Kevin hung Emily over his shoulders, her bound arms around his neck. She held on tight, not opening her eyes until they were up.

"Kevin, you and I will go ahead and hide the girl," Antonio commanded, "Mia, you stay right here and hold them off."

Nodding, though she was hiding she wanted to run, Mia sat on a rock, polishing her sword. The two departed, and she thought about things. Suddenly, she heard a rock crumble from the cliff. Looking down, she saw a fellow in black trying to climb up with no rope.

"Help me out?" he called.

"How do I know you wouldn't kill me once I helped you?" she replied.

"That would be my death as well."

Shrugging, Mia tossed him a rope. He climbed on up, and shook hand.

"I am here for the princess Emily," he told her, "would you know where they went?"

"I do but I am under orders to not," she replied, "and I shall live long as to see her prince destroyed and then to move on to the mainland."

"If I was to duel you would you tell me?" he dealed, "if you win I shall sail you to the mainland."

"My father would want to see me," she thought, er, thoughtfully, "and even if I was to lose I'd run anyway."

"Than why do you work for him?"

"I am hopeless on my own," the girl sighed, "and I can't resist a good duel. You seem as a worthy opponent."

The two drew their swords. "First move is yours," the man told her.

The two were soon clashing with their old-tyme swords. She stuck at him, getting her sword lodged between two large rocks. Jumping on it, she flew into the air and landed on a tree. One she'd jumped, she'd got her sword, so now she armed armed above him. Climbed up the rock, he knocked her over with a twist of his sword on the top.

Kicking his chest, she jumped behind him, near his head, and held both of their swords at his neck. The man flipped up, falling off and landing square without a scratch on the ground, swords in hands. Quickly dislodging the rock, it started to roll, the dirft supporting gone.

Mia jumped off, and tumbled to the edge. He came over, and her eyes begged him to help her. That's when it hit him.

"You're a girl, aren't you?" he offered her his black fingerless-gloved hand.

Using him as support, she got up and told him, "Yes. You've proved a worthy match for me. I could go on, but I am tired and a deal is a deal."

"The ship is near," the man muttered in her ear, "and I wish you luck. Now rest, my smart one, and when the time comes you shall conquer."

"Thank you,' she breathed, "now go. Save her."

He started off, but threw her a small dosage of rum.

"This may help the pain," he winked.

With that, he was gone. She fell into sleep, the pain easing and her mouth no longer dry.

Sadly, Antonio and Kevin saw this all go down.