The Princess Bribe 3
"Stay here," Antonio told Kevin, "knock him around, do not let him come to me. If you should fail…give me the girl." Kevin hefted Emily over, who was trembling hard in the leader's arms.
Kevin noted all the large rocks and trees around. Perfect for banging around somebody not as strong as him. Soon the unidentified man came up. Too quick.
"Hello, sir," he greeted, "are you the giant of these rocks?"
Narrowing his eyes, Kevin replied, "I can't let you pass."
"I am here to get the princess," he tried to pass, but the stronger colored man shoved him down.
"Which is whom I am to protect," Kevin stood ready to fight, "my boss told me to. Though I'd rather get some brain and flee with my dear friend, Mia. You encountered her, correct?"
"Ah, that was my friend," the black clad man chuckled, "we are a team for her. You see, he loved her and supposedly died. But he escaped and killed his pirate captator. So I will now defeat you and we will save her."
"I can not allow that," Kevin pinned him against a large tree.
Struggling out, the slightly weaker man jumped on his back. Kevin smashed him against much, but he held on until he landed on the ground, Kevin's weight crushing him. But he stuck him somehow in the 'downtown region', and the massive man got up.
After catching his breath quickly, the man in black kicked him and stuck him under the ribs.
"If you want brains," he commented as he wrestled him, "run. Your friend Mia is now unconscience, alone. Both of you can escape."
"I only agree," Kevin threw his attacker to the side, "because Mia will need me. We are dear friends, you see? Good luck with the princess. And please..tell her we're both sorry."
"It is a deal," the black clad man nodded. After shaking the smaller male's hand, Kevin was gone to help Mia.
"Well done, my comrade," the other black glad man was about half and inch taller than the other came up, "now, let us go save Princess Emily."
The two men sprinted down the hill until they came to Antonio. He was sitting on a rock in front of a sort of table. (Made of rock.) The two came to a stop when they saw Princess Emily tied up, blindfold over her fearful hazels.
"I see you both have defeated Mia and Kevin," he looked at them slyly, "but can you defeat me? I am the brains and strength. Defeat me, you shall have her. Fail and you both die."
"Very well," the black clad man who'd battled Mia agreed, "so how shall we go about doing this?"
"I shall battle one of you," Antonio declared, "and the other shall be a battle of wits between this." A pulled out a bottle of African poison between the two glasses of wine.
"Very well," the one who'd battled Kevin pulled out his sword.
The two were soon lost in clashing swords. Suddenly, Antonio struck the man in the gut, sending him doubling over. He chucked the evil man into a sharp rock, but he stumbled up. Stomping his foot, he cut the man under the chin and sent him rolling.
"Enough!" the other yelled, "he can easily beat you. But the battle of wits awaits us, my good man."
Antonio and the other black clad man sat across from each other. Hiding the glasses, Antonio poisoned one of them and set them between them.
"Pick one," he sat back, "you could rely on wits since you beat Mia, or you could rely on strength since you beat Kevin. Not drink at all you've proven yourself a coward. What's it going to be?"
After thinking it for a moment, the man chose the glass in front of Antonio. When they both drank, the evil one laughed.
"You were wrong," he grinned.
"But I am not dead!" in a swift motion, the man at struck Antonio's jaw and shoved him painfully into the other, who sent him rolling into the river.
"Nice pun," the one who'd battled Kevin commented.
"I've been working on it," the one who'd battled Mia agreed as they both went over to the princess. They unbound her and removed her blindfold.
Blinking, she stared at the two. They looked just alike in their black outfits…
"We have come to rescue you, my sweet," the one who'd battled Mia told her, "from both them and the prince who you do not love."
"I will not go with you," she backed up, "you're both heartless as far as can assume."
"Assume," the one who'd battled Kevin picked her up bridal style, "now come with us and we'll show you who we are."
Author Note: Yes, good ?...WHO THE HECK ARE THEY? :D