Title: It's Like Magic
Author: Kiki1770
Rating: T for Language
Summary: In which Merlin pulls off an epic move
Setting: Post Season 4
A/N Sorry for the long await. READ: I took this scene directly from Pirates of the Carribean On Strangers Tides, okay, maybe there were a few modifications. So if you want to get an idea of how I envisioned this scene, there will a Youtube link on my profile or just search: "Pirates of the Carribean On Strangers Tides Jack escapes the spanish." And it's probably the first or second video.
Brotherhood 5: The Escape
"Bloody brilliant, the two of you, I swear, you attract enough danger to bring Camelot to her knees," Gwaine snorted and assed their newest predicament. Merlin rolled his eyes, but the princess glared daggers at Gwaine. They were tied to a tree; Arthur, Merlin, Leon, and himself, were accompanying the King on a convoy when they were attacked by petty smugglers.
"Us? It was that idiot who let himself get caught!" Arthur's glare turned to Merlin. The plan was to storm their camp and take them into custody, but no, Merlin tripped and stumbled right into their camp and was taken hostage. Now the four of them were tied to trees and were probably going to be sold. Except for Arthur, he'd either be slain or dumped in a random gorge.
"Arguing isn't going to help any of us. We must come up with a plan to escape." Leon cut into their bickering; because once Gwaine and Arthur got started there was no stopping them.
"You're right. We can't stay here any longer." Merlin muttered and ignored the murderous intent rolling off of Arthur. He looked around, glancing at the trees around him, the smugglers camp, and finally he tested the ropes. "I have a plan." He grinned almost mischievously.
"God help us," Arthur muttered and continued to struggle against his binds. Merlin wriggled, his rope the loosest since the smuggler totally overestimated his build, and dug his heels into the dirt. He was able to pull into an upright position, by now he had all the knights' attention. Gwaine quietly cheered for him. Merlin dug his heel into the bark of the trees and slowly heaved upward.
The higher he climbed, the narrower the tree trunk became and the looser the rope became. Once he was high enough to slip out of the ropes and climb the branches, he realized he was too high to climb back down the same way.
"Now what Idiot?" Arthur shouted up at him. Merlin scowled and "accidently" dropped a pine cone on the king. "Merlin!" Arthur hissed and narrowly dodged the pine cone.
Merlin pulled the rope and wove it into a hoop. He spun the rope into a lasso, and with careful aim, he let it go. The rope easily sore through the air, wove around a tree about thirty paces in front of him…right in front of the bandits. Merlin took a deep breath decided; it was now or never.
"Ahh!" Merlin shouted and dove forward. He flew through the air like a monkey on a vine; he swung his legs forward and aimed for the leader of the smugglers who sat blissfully unaware by the fire. Merlin felt the impact before he saw his feet colliding with the smugglers face. It was stupid but the most exciting thing Merlin had ever done. With a warlike whoo, he released the rope and went flying into two other smugglers.
The landing wasn't as soft as he'd hoped but he managed to knock them out, so it was okay. Merlin dusted himself off and smugly made his way to Arthur and the knights.
"Behind you, idiot!" Arthur cried. Merlin eyes flashed and time slowed down around him; he managed to duck in time for a blade to harmlessly pass over him. Merlin took the smugglers high swing as an opportunity to punch his gut (with a bit of magic of course), the smuggler flew backwards. The warlock's fast movements astonished the smugglers and temporarily left them frozen. Merlin cursed himself when he realized the knight's had seen his speed and he probably couldn't use that trick again.
There were three bandits left and despite Merlin's impressive moves, they charged blindly…without weapons. They're idiots; Merlin decided and got a wicked grin on his face.
Much to their astonishment the warlock ran towards them as well, they readied their fists, expecting a brutal fist fight. So of course, Merlin would dive and slide right past the half twits. He whispered a quick spell and the rope came to his hand. The warlock then jumped to his feet.
"You sneaky bastard!" The big meaty one cried and raised his fist. For a moment, Merlin's eyes widened with terror as the fist came right at him. Somehow he managed to duck under and slyly dropped the loop of the rope by the meathead's feet.
What the knights saw next had their jaw's slacking, and their eye's popping. The idiot trio of smugglers aimed their punches left and right of Merlin, but the warlock had been too fast. He dodged one blow, skirted around the meathead, and dodged another until he was weaving past the three in an eccentric dance of dodging and ducking. He never let go of the rope. Merlin's plan became apparent when the three idiots found that they couldn't move for Merlin had skillfully trapped them in a web of rope.
Merlin grinned and gave a final tug. The three meatheads collided with an audible smack and sank into oblivion.
"Ha! You should see your faces!" Merlin chuckled pleasantly, dusting off his trousers and making his way back to the knights. They didn't –no couldn't— respond. At this, Merlin frowned, and waved his hand in front of his languid King. "Arthur…did I finally break your mind?"
Hey guys, did you see my connection to Pirates of the Carribean? Whenever I see those movies, I can't help but draw parrellels between Jack and Dragoon the Great. I think it's spectacular, the similiarity between the two. If someone were to write a fanfic about Merlin as Jack Sparrow, I would love them to pieces! Also, I classified this is bromance because Merlin saves all the knights, not just Arthur.
Sorry for glaring mistakes, I wanted to get another drabble out there
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