SMOSH EXPEDITION: The Golden Flamingo (Book Four)

Chapter Fifteen - That Damn Fight

Benny Jean

      The blade hummed against my ears and glowed bright blue while I held it close, feeling the heat of it against my face. I took steps closer towards the narrow land bridge that leads to the center of the chamber. On the other end of the bridge was where my opponent stood, brandishing his unconventional crossguard blade that burned fiery red. We both stared into each other's eyes that seem to have the same intention:

To fight the other.

"Ian, protect the others and the treasure," I said, "The Neighbor and I are gonna have a little chat."

      My enemy smirked then motioned for his men to forcefully take the treasure in the sack the girl was holding. Ian immediately ran back to the center of the stone table where Sidney, Charlie and Billy were at, racing the other goons there. Red beams began firing everywhere from the guinea pig's eyes, lighting the whole place in a red hue. Some lasers hit stalactites that broke off from the ceiling of the cave, raining deadly, pointed rocks.

The entire chamber rumbled as large debris fell.

   "I heard you're after the Golden Flaminger," I scoffed, my voice echoing, "I have the strangest feeling that you'd use it against me... I can't let that happen now, can I?"

The Neighbor never said a word.

"Hmph, I figured." I said, "You're giving me the silent treatment... As always."

"So, we meet again, Benny Jean." He replied.

   "HOLY SHIT, HE SPEAKS!" I jumped, this was the first time I heard his voice, "You sound funny."

   He then twirled his weapon, his mouth slowly curved into a smile as he readied himself. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath, feeling the Force flowing through my veins as if someone was gently running the tip of their finger up my arm and onto my shoulder.

"You can do it, Benny Jean!" Someone interrupted, massaging my shoulder.

I glanced back to see Cletus running his hands up my arms, "GODDAMMIT, CLETUS!" I swatted him away.

"What? It helps ease the tension." He smiled, "So you could have good flexibility when you fight him." He pinched my arms then my shoulders.

   "Get off!" I raised my voice, he backed away, took his hands off of me, "Damn idiot." I shook my head and turned to the neighbor, bringing up the blade. "Right, come on, yer good for nothin' damn neighbor!"

   The Neighbor began running on the bridge and towards me, his lightsaber lighting his path red. I ran at him as well, sprinting as fast as I could getting a good grip on my sword. Our steps were loud as we drew nearer, both of us waiting for the moment we'd clash. I took a deep breath and yelled out loud, then swung my blade at him.

   There was a brilliant flash of purple light.

There we were, swishing and slashing with every impact creating a loud crackle, battling with all our might, all the while keeping our balance as we teetered on the narrow land mass, trying to avoid falling over and into the ravine.

   We locked blades, both trying to push the other off the edge. I pushed upward while he pushed downwards, the bright sparks of light emitted from the linked swords. The neighbor was strong, forcing me to my knees while I blocked him. The hilt in my hands trembled from the stress the enemy was putting.