The Stabbington brothers were sitting in their cell, like they had been for the last few months. The older one, Brutus, was seething to his younger brother, Tobias, about Flynn Rider. Again.
“It’s his fault we’re in here. I knew we never should have worked with him.” His brother looked at him with his one good eye. “Yeah, rub it in. You were the first one to say we can’t trust him. Well, you were right. We should have found someone else to help us get that crown. Then we’d be living it up.
“He has it all now, doesn’t he?” Tobias cocked his eyebrow, agreeing with Brutus. “The jerk has a castle and treasure. He even has that girl with the magic hair and she’s a princess two-boot.” His brother cocked his head at him. “Oh, sure she doesn’t have it now, but he’s still got more than we got.” He kicked the urine bucket and cursed. Tobias crossed his arms. “You’re bringing up their wedding? Yeah, fine, it was nice, and it was a very nice gesture that he invited us, but you notice he specifically had flowers in the chapel that we were allergic to. There’s no way I would have cried at his wedding.” His brother frowned at him. “I don’t care if that girl did pick the flowers, they both conspired against us.
“Look at what he’s got now. He literally has everything a thief ever works for. What do we got? A cage, two meals of slop not even fit for rabid dogs, and one wooden bed. Speaking of which, it’s my turn tonight.
“Just what was he trying to gain, having the king not hang us?” Tobias narrowed his eye. “You’re right. While Flynn Rider is living it up, laughing at us, we’re living in this prison. We don’t have a way out. He’s torturing us by making us live like this while he gorges on the riches we originally stole together. Half of that should be ours. Well, we’ll fix that. We’re gonna get back at him. We’ll find a way to get out and when we do, we’ll kill him.” His brother grinned at him, nodding. “And we’ll raid the castle too.”
There was a sudden commotion on the other side of the door of the prison cells. The Stabbingting brothers heard shouts and yells and the ringing of metal as it crashed against the walls and floor. The brothers got to their feet, pressing their faces into the bars, trying to see what was happening. There was a last howl of a guard as he obviously, desperately attacked the apparent intruder. There was a grunt and a clank of a helmet as it hit the floor. Moaning could be heard from behind the door as the men felt their defeat. The door latch clicked and it swung slowly open, revealing the frame of a woman standing in the doorway.
She walked down the hall of cells, leaving the guards she had just single handedly beaten behind her. Her long curly black hair bounced as she walked, an accessory to frame her pointed face. Her blue eyes were narrow, with long eyelashes. She dressed a bit flamboyantly for someone who was breaking into a prison. She wore a red jacket that looked to be just a bit too tight around her chest. Tight fitting brown pants were tucked into knee high lace up boots. As she walked, swaying her hips, she twirled a simple staff in her hand. She stopped in front of the Stabbington brothers.
“My, such an elaborate plan you have. Don’t you think that’s a little brutish though? Killing him, I mean.” The woman cocked an eyebrow at them. “Yes, it has a nice ring to it, but so does, oh, I don’t know, torturing him.”
“Who are you?”
The woman smiled.
“Just an old friend of Flynn Rider and I heard he’s in the area, in fact in this very proximity. Just upstairs, right? In the palace. I thought it might be fun to visit him and his new little wife too. She’s a princess, isn’t she?”
“You know Rider.”
“Knew Rider. And guess what; I loathe him just as much as you do and so do a lot of my new friends. See, they knew Rider too and they hate him, just like you and me.” She smiled coyly at the two brothers. “So here’s the ultimatum, boys, short and sweet; I get you out of here and you can be part of my perfect little plan.”
The brothers glanced at one another.
“Why do you need our help?”
“I don’t need your help, I want your help. I could easily execute this scheme myself, but why not have a few friends tag along? The more, the merrier.” The brothers said nothing. “What? You’re not interested? Or, do you think you can get out of here yourself, because you seem really successful with that.”
“How can we trust you? The last woman who promised us Flynn Rider’s head got us locked up in here.”
“Well, personally, even if I do betray you, don’t you have a better chance out here than in there? And if you suspect me, you’ll be careful, won’t you? It’s your choice: rot in jail for the rest of your lives or ruin Flynn Rider’s life. Personally, I’d pick choice B.” The woman dangled the offer in front of the Stabbington brothers. It didn’t take long for them to make their decision. The woman had them hook, line, and sinker.
“Just what is your plan for Flynn Rider?”
“Complete and total annihilation.”