CaptainWacky
I want to smell dark matter
Mongo and the Princess walked slowly across the massive courtyard of her father's castle, with people staring at them all around. She had been surprised that her father had let her leave her room again so soon. Mongo looked more serious and more vigilant than usual. She was not enjoying this rare trip outdoors. In the face of every person they passed all she could see were killers.
"Do you trust me, my lady?" said Mongo, suddenly, without looking at her.
"With my life," she replied, immediately. "You mean more to me than anyone I've ever met."
"If I ask you to do something, will you do it without question, no matter what I ask? Is your trust in me that strong?"
"Yes," she said and she was sure it was.
"The thing I may ask of you..."
"I'll do anything," she said. He nodded, curtly. A peasant woman approached them.
"It is most good to see you up and about, Princess!" the peasant said. "My old mother told me you were sick with the dreaded Hoofcack disease, but that would have meant you'd slept with a Hoofack! I told my old mother you'd never sleep with a filthy alien...no offense intended to your good self, Mongo!"
"Be gone, crone," said Mongo. But he wasn't looking at her. He was looking for the attack which would be coming any minute, the attack the princess's own father had strongly hinted would be happening today.
He saw the man in Groodbag colours emerge from the crowd, brandishing a knife. Mongo was supposed to take a dive. Looking at the supposed Groodbag, Mongo thought to himself that even if he didn't love the princess, even if he had no sense of right or wrong at all, he would not take that dive. It would be hugely embarrassing to lose to one so amatuerish. He was taking so long to reach them that even the peasant woman had seen him and started to run. The princess did not cower, in fact she stood tall. Mongo had to move himself in front of her. He was worried, briefly, about how bold she had grown.
"DIE!" said the would be assassin. "DIE IN THE NAME OF THE GROODBAG!"
"My princess shall not die this day," said Mongo.
"MOVE, SCUM!" said the assassin, lunging at Mongo. But Mongo stood his ground. The Groonbag looked surprised, as though he'd been told there would be no resistance...of course he'd been told. It was hard to find people to risk their lives these days. "MOVE!" he repeated, rather lamely.
In one fluid moton, Mongo pulled his repulser ray from under his jacket and shot the Groonbag in the knees. It fell to the ground, whimpering.
"Well, that was..." started the princess, but then she saw the palace guard heading towards her, their weapons drawn. "It's alright," she said.
"You must come with us, it's not safe!" said a guard, his eyes darting up. The princess followed his eyes and saw her father looking down from a tower, a hard, determined look on his face. When she looked back at the guard it was just in time to see him being punched hard in the face by Mongo. Then all she saw was smoke as Mongo threw a smoke-bomb to the ground, grabbed her arm, and pulled her along with him as fast as they could go. They ended up down same alleyway, but they kept going, ducking in and out of the complicated maze of alleys in this part of the castle town. Eventually they stopped for a moment. She was out of breath, but she wanted answers.
"Mongo, what are you doing?"
"Do you trust me?"
"Yes, but..."
"Then ask me no more questions. It is important that we get out of here and as quickly as possible."
And he grabbed her again before she knew it they were at the castle wall. Mongo was looking around. Then he cried out, in his native tongue, shocking her.
Then a rope dropped down over the wall.
"Do you trust me, my lady?" said Mongo, suddenly, without looking at her.
"With my life," she replied, immediately. "You mean more to me than anyone I've ever met."
"If I ask you to do something, will you do it without question, no matter what I ask? Is your trust in me that strong?"
"Yes," she said and she was sure it was.
"The thing I may ask of you..."
"I'll do anything," she said. He nodded, curtly. A peasant woman approached them.
"It is most good to see you up and about, Princess!" the peasant said. "My old mother told me you were sick with the dreaded Hoofcack disease, but that would have meant you'd slept with a Hoofack! I told my old mother you'd never sleep with a filthy alien...no offense intended to your good self, Mongo!"
"Be gone, crone," said Mongo. But he wasn't looking at her. He was looking for the attack which would be coming any minute, the attack the princess's own father had strongly hinted would be happening today.
He saw the man in Groodbag colours emerge from the crowd, brandishing a knife. Mongo was supposed to take a dive. Looking at the supposed Groodbag, Mongo thought to himself that even if he didn't love the princess, even if he had no sense of right or wrong at all, he would not take that dive. It would be hugely embarrassing to lose to one so amatuerish. He was taking so long to reach them that even the peasant woman had seen him and started to run. The princess did not cower, in fact she stood tall. Mongo had to move himself in front of her. He was worried, briefly, about how bold she had grown.
"DIE!" said the would be assassin. "DIE IN THE NAME OF THE GROODBAG!"
"My princess shall not die this day," said Mongo.
"MOVE, SCUM!" said the assassin, lunging at Mongo. But Mongo stood his ground. The Groonbag looked surprised, as though he'd been told there would be no resistance...of course he'd been told. It was hard to find people to risk their lives these days. "MOVE!" he repeated, rather lamely.
In one fluid moton, Mongo pulled his repulser ray from under his jacket and shot the Groonbag in the knees. It fell to the ground, whimpering.
"Well, that was..." started the princess, but then she saw the palace guard heading towards her, their weapons drawn. "It's alright," she said.
"You must come with us, it's not safe!" said a guard, his eyes darting up. The princess followed his eyes and saw her father looking down from a tower, a hard, determined look on his face. When she looked back at the guard it was just in time to see him being punched hard in the face by Mongo. Then all she saw was smoke as Mongo threw a smoke-bomb to the ground, grabbed her arm, and pulled her along with him as fast as they could go. They ended up down same alleyway, but they kept going, ducking in and out of the complicated maze of alleys in this part of the castle town. Eventually they stopped for a moment. She was out of breath, but she wanted answers.
"Mongo, what are you doing?"
"Do you trust me?"
"Yes, but..."
"Then ask me no more questions. It is important that we get out of here and as quickly as possible."
And he grabbed her again before she knew it they were at the castle wall. Mongo was looking around. Then he cried out, in his native tongue, shocking her.
Then a rope dropped down over the wall.
