Final Fast Food Fighter: Colonel Sanders versus Dark Lord Ronald

Chapter 3

The Colonel appeared in a flash of blue light. The next room was no different than the first. Well, except from the humongous birdcage dangling from the ceiling. There was someone crying inside. "Hello?" the Colonel called. "Is anyone there?" A frail woman rose up in the cage. "Oh, thank goodness you're here!" she cheered. "Please, the Dark Lord locked me up here. Let me out of here!"  Without question, Colonel summoned his Nugget Katanas and smashed open the cage.   The woman stepped up from the wreckage of the cage. A soft chuckle came from her lips. "Thank you so much," she began, as she curtseyed. Colonel noticed the yellow feathers on her legs. The fair maiden threw her dress into the air. The Colonel, being a gentleman, shielded his eyes. "Have you no decency?!" "YOU HEROIC FOOL!" the maiden shrieked. She began to chuckle madly. Colonel peeled his fingers away from his eyes. He stabbed a finger at the mad maiden. "Show yourself, you maid-mockery!" he yelled. "Very well," she replied. Suddenly, the frail maiden began to change. Her mouth became a beak, her arms became wings. Golden-yellow feathers covered her body. "I AM BIRDIE, MISTRESS OF THE WIND. BY ORDER OF THE DARK LORD RONALD, YOU SHALL NOT PREVAIL!" The winged mistress took to the air. "AERIAL ATTACK!" she yelled, as she flew higher still. She tucked in her wings and dived toward the Colonel, her sharp beak ready to rip the hero to ribbons. Colonel blocked her attack with a swift swing of his Nugget Katana. The force of the swing sent the evil mistress flying (see what I did there?).  She stood floating, high above the hero. "IT'S GONNA TAKE MORE THAN THAT TO DEFEAT ME!" she jeered. Her talons glinted in the light. The elongated until they looked like swords hanging from her fingertips. She dove down again, chuckling loudly, her voice echoing the corridor. The Colonel winced in pain. Birdie had him in her massive talons, raising him higher and higher.  The evil mistress chuckled. "You have failed, oh sacred hero" she mocked. With a toss of her  talons, Colonel Sanders was flung higher into the air, meeting face to face with the ceiling. He crashed into the ground a lot more forcibly, thanks to a gust of wind from Birdie's wings. He looked defeated, lying in a heap on the marble floor, unmoving, nearly lifeless. It was all to Birdie's delight. She soared high, her evil laugh boomed through the corridor, deafening any ear that could hear it. She laughed even harder when she glanced at her near-dead opponent. "Master will be pleased" she said. Something began to glow in the corner of her eye. She continued laughing, but her chaotic cackling shied away to a nervous chuckle. "It will take more than that to defeat me." Colonel said. He raised himself into the air, floating up towards the evil mistress. She was frozen in time, awed at the fact that her attacker wasn't dead. Her eyes twitched as Colonel stared into her eyes. "YOU WILL DIE TODAY!" she declared, charging at the hero. Her wings were tucked in, her beak pointed straight. Colonel raised his Nugget Katanas, which began to glow a blue color. He and Mistress Birdie met in the middle of the room. A blinding blue light flashed, blinding Birdie. When it passed, Birdie and Colonel were back-to-back. "Huh?" she said, confused at what just happened. "So I missed you. No matter, I WON'T MISS AGAIN!!!" she said, as she turned to attack. But something wasn't right. Birdie looked down and noticed a split in her stomach. The split crawled all the way to her forehead. "Aw, squawk." She split into two equal halves, and then exploded into blue light. The Nugget Katanas that Colonel held in his hands had changed into a new weapon. A gleaming sword sprouting out of a red and white KFC bucket-hilt.     A large order of fries floated where Birdie just exploded. A blue light outlined the floating fast-food. Remembering the note that his father had left, Colonel Sanders grabbed the food and ate it, leaving a few crumbs behind in the process.  He began to glow with the same blue light, and he vanished in a flash. When he was gone, a small, four-legged shadowy figure came and licked up the crumbs that our hero left behind.                                      ***  

Dark Lord Ronald's POV  

That darn Birdie! One of my strongest servants has failed to the likes of… him. I'm so angry that I could KILL right now! Breathe, Ronald… just… breathe. I'm calm. I have this under my control. I have a couple more tricks up my striped sleeves. Time to conjure another servant. I  stretched my gloved hand out, as the same green energy glowed bright. "Servant come forth!" That buffoon won't stand a chance for sure now!