At that very moment, a dashing thief named Flynn Rider was running through the forest as fast as he could. The two Stabbington brothers, his partners in crime, ran with him.
Hot on their heels rode the mounted palace guards. The guards’ highly trained and powerful white horses were as intent on catching the thieves as the guards themselves. Flynn Rider and the Stabbington brothers had stolen the crown that belonged to the long-lost princess. In the kingdom, this was no joking matter. The people still believed that their princess would return one day, and her crown must be ready for her! The royal guards would stop at nothing to get it back.
Flynn Rider halted at a tree and tried to catch his breath. Noticing a wanted poster of himself, he scoffed, “Would you look at this?” The Stabbington brothers stared blankly at the poster. “Is it too much to ask to get my nose right?” Flynn felt insulted. “It’s just so ... bulbous,” he added petulantly.
“There they are!” A group of the royal guards had spotted the thieves from a ridge above. Flynn stuffed the poster into his satchel as he and the Stabbingtons took off. Again they ran at top speed, but they soon found themselves trapped at the end of a ravine. The only way out was to climb the sheer fifteen-foot walls.
Though the burly Stabbington brothers were Flynn’s partners, they were probably the most dangerous cutthroats he had ever met. They were identical twins, big and strong, with matching scars. The only way Flynn could tell them apart was that one of them wore an eye patch and never spoke. But right now Flynn was worried that they might kill him for the crown. He needed a plan to escape them and the royal guards!
“Okay,” Flynn said, thinking fast, “give me a boost and then I’ll pull you up.”
“Give us the satchel first,” demanded the brother without the eye patch.
“What?” Flynn pretended to be stunned, hurt! “Why, I just can’t believe that after all we’ve been through together, you don’t trust me!”
But the Stabbington brothers wouldn’t budge. Flynn could see that it was hopeless. Grumbling, he handed the brothers the satchel containing the crown and began climbing over their shoulders. But Flynn was a clever fellow. As he climbed, he grabbed the satchel back, unnoticed.
When he reached the top of the ledge, he held up the satchel and gave the brothers a grin.
“Enjoy prison!” he called back as he ran away. “Find a hobby!”
The captain of the royal guard saw Flynn making a run for it. “He’s getting away!” he shouted. “Don’t let him get away!”
A shower of arrows rained down around Flynn, but he dodged them all, leaping over rocks and fallen trees, skirting bushes, and ducking under low-hanging branches.
With the royal guards still hot on his trail, Flynn spotted a Y-shaped tree up ahead and ran right for it. He hurled himself straight through the opening in the Y, landing safely on the other side. The horses of the royal guard stumbled to a stop behind him — all but one. The captain’s horse! Flynn was astounded.
“Ha! We’ve got him now, Maximus!” the captain said to his muscle-bound white horse. “He won’t get away this time!” Flynn took a quick glance back at the horse. How had he jumped through that gap?
Grabbing a vine, Flynn swung through the air and looped back, knocking the captain right off his horse and taking his place in the saddle.
“Hee-yah!” Flynn yelled triumphantly, feeling pretty smug. He knew he’d pulled off a classic move. But his grin quickly left his face when the horse suddenly came to a halt, nearly throwing Flynn out of the saddle.
“Come on, Fleabag!” Flynn yelled.
Maximus was the best horse in the kingdom, and he did not like being called Fleabag. The horse whipped his head around angrily and started nipping at Flynn’s precious satchel.
“No!” Flynn shouted. “Stop it! Stop it! Bad horse, bad horse!”
Maximus began spinning in circles, trying to throw Flynn, but the young thief held on tightly.
“Whoa, who-o-o-o-oah!” Flynn shouted. Flynn had a new enemy — a maniacal horse!
正在那一刻,一個名叫費林·雷德的瀟灑大盜正全速跑過森林。他的犯罪同伙釘刺兄弟,和他一起跑。
緊跟在他們身后的是騎著馬的宮殿守衛(wèi)。守衛(wèi)們訓練有素的強壯的白馬和守衛(wèi)一樣專注地捉拿盜賊。費林·雷德和釘刺兄弟偷了失蹤已久的公主的皇冠。在王國里,這不是開玩笑的事。人們仍然相信有一天他們的公主會回來,所以皇冠必須為她準備好!任何事情都不能阻止皇家衛(wèi)隊將它奪回。
費林·雷德停在一棵樹邊上,想要歇一口氣。他注意到一張通緝他的告示,嘲弄道:“你們看看這個?” 釘刺兄弟茫然地盯著告示?!爱嫼梦业谋亲?,是不是要求太高了?”費林感覺受到了侮辱?!斑@太像……大蒜頭?!彼┰甑匮a充說。
“他們在那里!”一隊皇家守衛(wèi)在一個山脊上發(fā)現(xiàn)了盜賊們。當費林和釘刺兄弟離開時,費林把通緝告示塞進了包里。他們又一次全速奔跑,但他們很快就發(fā)現(xiàn)被困在一個峽谷的盡頭。唯一的出路就是爬上十五英尺高的崖壁。
雖然身材魁梧的釘刺兄弟是費林的伙伴,但他們可能是他見過的最危險的殺手。他們是一對雙胞胎,身材魁梧又強壯,有同樣的疤痕。費林辨別他們的唯一辦法是,他們中的一個戴著眼罩,從不說話。但是現(xiàn)在,費林擔心他們會為了皇冠而把他殺死。他需要一個擺脫他們和皇家衛(wèi)隊的計劃!
“好吧,”費林邊說邊快速思考,“你們托我一把,然后我把你們拉上來?!?
“先把包給我們?!睕]戴眼罩的兄弟要求。
“什么?”費林假裝驚呆了,受到了傷害!“哎呀,我只是不能相信,畢竟我們共患難過,你們不相信我!”
但釘刺兄弟不為所動。費林看得出來這毫無希望。他一邊發(fā)牢騷,一邊把裝著皇冠的背包交給兄弟倆,開始爬上他們的肩膀。但費林是個聰明的家伙。他爬上他們肩膀的時候,神不知鬼不覺地一把搶回了背包。
當他爬到崖壁頂端的時候,他舉起包,沖兄弟倆冷笑一聲。
“享受監(jiān)獄吧!”他邊跑邊回頭喊?!罢覀€興趣愛好!”
皇家衛(wèi)隊的隊長看見費林跑了?!八芰?!” 他喊道?!皠e讓他跑了!”
一陣箭雨落在費林周圍,但他在巖石、倒下的樹木和灌木中間跳躍,躲在低垂的樹枝下,躲過了所有的箭。
皇家衛(wèi)隊仍在激烈地追蹤費林,費林發(fā)現(xiàn)前方有一棵Y形樹,徑直跑了過去。他猛地穿越Y形的開口,安全地落在另一邊。皇家衛(wèi)隊的馬匹在他身后踉蹌停了下來——只有隊長的馬沒有停下來!費林大吃一驚。
“哈!我們抓到他了,捍馬!”隊長對他那健碩的白馬說?!八@下逃不掉了!”費林快速地往回瞥了一眼那匹馬。他是怎樣跳過那個口子的?
費林抓住一根藤蔓,在空中搖蕩又折回,把隊長從馬上撞了下去,占了他在馬鞍上的位置。
“嘿呀!”費林耀武揚威地喊道,感覺很得意。他知道他剛才完成了一個經典的動作。但那匹馬突然停下來,差點把費林從馬鞍上摔出去時,他的笑容很快消失了。
“來吧,畜生!”費林喊道。
捍馬是王國里最好的馬,他不喜歡被別人叫作畜生。這匹馬憤怒地轉過頭,開始咬費林的寶貝背包。
“不!” 費林大喊?!巴O聛?!停下來!壞馬,壞馬!”
捍馬開始打轉,想把費林摔出去,但是這個年輕的竊賊抓得緊緊的。
“哇,哇!” 費林大喊。費林新增了一個敵人——一匹狂躁 的馬!