Thanks to all who made it through the last chapter, I know it was a long one. This one is much shorter, so that is why I was able to post so quick. Hope you all are getting as much of a kick out of my casting as I am. Once again, I do not own either BN or The Princess Bride… but I love them both!
Michael and Fiona make it to the edge of the old munitions dump known as the fire swamp, exhausted and bedraggled, but clearly triumphant.
"We did it!" Fiona breathed in relief.
Michael turned to her with a smile placing his arm around her waist. "Now, was that so terrible?"
Just as he was pulling her closer Larry and his henchmen appear seemingly from nowhere.
"Surrender!" Larry called out.
Michael stepped in front of Fiona and with a patently fake smile looked up at Larry. "You mean you wish to surrender to me? Very well then, I accept.:
"I give you full marks for bravery." Larry said condescendingly. "Don't make yourself a fool."
Michael held his smile on his face. "Ah, but how will you capture us? We know the secrets of the fire swamp. We can live there happily for some time, so whenever you feel like dying, feel free to visit."
"I tell you once again, surrender!" Larry practically shouted, gesturing broadly as more of his men step out from behind the trees behind Michael and Fiona, surrounding them and cutting off their escape.
"It will not happen!" Michael yells drawing his sword.
Larry is incensed by the show of defiance and screams at Michael. "For the last time, surrender!"
"Death first!" Michael snaps back.
"Will you promise not to hurt him?" Fiona interrupted causing both men to stare at her in shock.
"What was that?" asked Larry.
Michael's response was even more baffled. "What was that?"
"If we surrender, and I return with you, will you promise not to hurt this man?" Fiona addressed Larry.
"May I live a thousand years and never kill again!" Larry replied in a grandiose manner.
Fiona continued, "He is a sailor on the yacht Revenge. Promise to return him to his ship."
"I swear it will be done." Larry says smiling at Fiona, while out of the side of his mouth whispering to Vaughn. "Once we're out of sight, take him back to Florin Corp. and throw him in the Pit of Despair."
"I swear it will be done." Vaughn replied with a smile.
Fiona turned to Michael and gazed lovingly into his eyes. "I thought you were dead once, and it almost destroyed me. I could not bear it if you died again, not when I could save you."
Larry takes Fiona from Michael and they leave. Michael is left standing alone amongst Larry's henchmen alone. Vaughn gestures him to come closet. "Come sir, we must get you to your yacht."
"We are men of action, lies do not become us." Michael replied, knowing very well that he will not be returning to his yacht.
Vaughn offers him a smarmy smile as he gestures for his men to escort Michael away. "Well spoken, sir." As he gestures he notices that Michael is looking at his right hand. "What is it?"
Michael smiled back, though it was really more of a barring of teeth. "You have six fingers on your right hand. Someone was looking for you..." He didn't get the finish the sentence because a look of rage had come over Vaughn's face and he smacked Michael over the head with the hilt of his sword, rendering him unconscious.
To be continued…..