The Last Colony

Part 49

Mark started circling Conquest, waiting for him to come at him. Conquest didn't raise his hands or tense himself up for a fight, he just casually moved when Mark moved. Getting impatient, Mark growled out. "Well? What are you waiting for?!" Conquest smirked a little as he answered in a cool voice. "If you wanted me to be aggressive in battle. You'll be disappointed. I'm not undefeated because I rush into a fight. So, make a move, princess." Mark clenched his jaw, stating out. "Chicken." Conquest pulled his braided long hair over his shoulder, chuckling out lightly. "I'm unarmed. Why do you hesitate?" Mark stayed tense as he snapped back. "You think I'm stupid? Cause that won't work!" Conquest lifted his chin, stopping as he told him calmly. "Now who's a chicken." Exhaling, Mark grunted out through his teeth. "Fine!" Rushing at Conquest, Mark tried to land a punch across Conquest's face. Conquest leaned away narrowly avoiding the blow, before raising his arm toward Mark's ribs. Mark didn't see his arm move, but he heard the soft 'click' and felt something pierce into his side just under his arm.

Mark staggered to the ground, grabbing his side to feel the small shaft of an arrow. Conquest turned to face him, raising his same arm out to reveal that his gauntlet had a small crossbow built into it. Conquest removed a small arrow from a flat holster on his boot, sliding it into the end to reload as he said smugly. "Just let me finish you now. I'll make it quick." Mark sat back on his heels, letting Conquest extend his loaded arm out to aim at his temple. Then acting quickly, Mark grabbed his wrist and aimed it away as the arrow was released into the air. With the arrow gone, Mark yanked his arm down and flipped him over him to the ground. The second Conquest was down, Mark grabbed his metal mask off that was held on by blue ribbon and began beating him across the face with it. Conquest yelped and screamed as the metal scarred his face. Realizing the mask had a metal crown, he stopped to switch it around in the hopes of stabbing Conquest in the neck with it. He raised his arm to stab him, then screamed himself as Conquest yanked the arrow from his side and stabbed him in the shoulder with it.

Conquest looked him in the eyes with a murderous look as he twisted the arrow in his shoulder. Mark grabbed Conquest's armored wrist, screaming as the pain made his vision break out in black spots. Clenching his teeth, Mark took a deep breath to fight off the pain. Grabbing Conquest's braid, he yanked his head down and then punched him with his hurt arm in an adrenaline fueled rage. Conquest fell back stunned by the blow, allowing Mark to catch his breath for a second. Taking another quick breath though, he grabbed the arrow in his shoulder and pulled it out with a cry of pain. Blood was soaking his side, but he leaned over Conquest to try stabbing him in the throat with it. Conquest kneed him in his wounded side to stop him, shoving Mark back away from him. Conquest rolled away to get up on all fours, blood dripping from the cuts across his beautiful face. Spitting a mouthful of blood, Conquest growled out. "Alright... Now it's personal!" Mark staggered up to his feet as Conquest ran straight for him.

Mark braced hoping to flip him, but Conquest didn't tackle him. Instead, Conquest put his momentum into a spinning kick to his face. The armor boot had hit Mark so hard that it knocked him to the ground and had his whole body threatening to pass out. Blood poured from Mark's mouth as he forced himself to stay on all fours. Conquest grabbed his hair, yanking the fake hair off of him. Mark flinched from the hair being yanked off, raising his good arm defensively to protect his face. Conquest grabbed the back of his neck, pulling him back to backhand his face with the gauntlet. Mark managed to protect his face with his arms, but they were getting beaten bloody by the metal. Forcing his neck to the ground, Conquest yelled out at him angrily. "Say your prayers! Cause I'm sending you straight to HELL! But don't worry... When we're done with your boy... I'll send him down to join ya! Although, his face might not be as pretty as you remember!" Mark huddled himself up on the ground to protect himself as best as he could. Upon getting a small peek at Conquest's legs, Mark swallowed the blood in his mouth. Was it worth the risk?