Take a Breath

Chapter 1 - My Rook takes your King

"Need I remind you who's in charge here?" The poor servant girl said to the King, as she held the tip of her blade to his throat, pressing it forward just enough for his skin to push against it. The King glared, scoffing as he sat back on his throne,

"Fine. Go through with the rest of your plan. Though in the end, you'll pay for this,"

"And I suppose you're going to make us?" The girl raised an eyebrow at the King, though he just sat, through a bloodied stare.

As this happened, a man in armor busted through the door, sword in hand. His crimson cloak ablaze as he rushed towards the girl, smoke trailing behind. The girl was quick to react however, and threw her dagger up, barely stopping the sword, allowing her to dodge out of the way.

"This isn't going to end well," The man mumbled, dropping his cloak. He twisted his blade in his hand, moving slowly to his left, the girl moving in a circle with him.

"You can't stop the rebellion," The girl spoke, "It's already over,"

Ending her sentence she lunged at the man. Reacting fast, the man parried the blade, throwing her off balance, then rushing her, shoulder down, thrashing her to the ground.

"My plan wasn't to stop the rebellion, only to save the King," As the armored man said this, the girl looked around, violently scanning the room. The King was nowhere to be seen.

"You fucker!" The girl screamed, running at the man, only to miss in a wild rage, with the man tripping her, head first, into his fiery cloak, which had now spread along the curtains and carpet of the room. Soon after, the man dashed towards the window, leaping out into the air, 8 stories high.