AN: Sorry I haven't been updating on my other story, Angels of Death, if you've been reading it. I just can't get myself to finish the next chapter. So the writer I am forced me to put this up. Hopefully you guys will enjoy this, it's an idea I've had lying around for a while. I'm probably just going to keep this one chapter up to see what kind of responses I get to it.

A Dark Knight

Max's POV

I'm sitting in my window seat in the corner of my room and listening to music trying to find my 'happy place' when I glance out into the street. What I see makes me blink my eyes a few times to make sure I'm not hallucinating. Standing in the driveway of my house, is a knight. Like the kind you'd expect to find in an old medieval story with dungeons and dragons. He is sitting on a huge black horse that looks as mean as the owner who is wearing black armor to match his horse. Just by looking at him, I know that he's not here to rescue some damsel in distress. Doesn't seem like his favorite pastime. Not only that, but his entire presence just screams menacing and danger. As I think this, I let out the breath that I had unconsciously been holding. He's real and I'm in trouble.

As if he could hear me breathing, he turns his head in the direction of my window. I feel rather than see the sinister heat of his gaze as he looks up at me since his helmet covers his face. I watch as he then climbs off of his horse and walks to my front door. I move quietly away from the window, walk slowly to the top of the stairs, and wait for what he'll do. There's a loud crash and I realize that he knocked down the door. Someone obviously doesn't have any manners. He could at least knock then break down the door. It's called common courtesy. I hear his armor clanging together as he walks around the lower level of the house. I'm thinking about how my mom will kill me when she gets home when the knight says, "Come with me quietly and maybe I won't hurt you," from somewhere near the bottom of the stairs.

Talk about famous first words. His voice is deep. The kind of voice every girl wishes would say her name seductively. Something I might have found attractive if it wasn't being used to threaten me. I think about my options briefly before calling out, "Sorry, my mom told me not to talk to strangers."

"I'm no stranger, but if you don't cooperate then you'll wish I was," replies the knight in a tone that suggests he would probably enjoy having to rough me up. Oh joy.

"Well I don't recognize you so if try the next house over then maybe you'll find who you're looking for. Besides, if you want me to come with you then you'll have to come get me." I respond.

I can practically hear the pleasure in the knight's voice when he says, "Your wish is my command,"

A shiver of fear rushes through me as I quickly turn and start to run back to my room, but despite the knight's imposing size I don't hear him rush up behind me. He grabs me right when I make to the doorway of my room and tosses me over his shoulder. I squirm and kick and scream as he takes me out of the house and to his horse.

"Scream and no one will hear you. I do not feel your kicks or punches and I am far too strong for you to escape from me." he says to me. At those words I give up.

"So you mind telling me where we're goin' and why?" I ask instead.

"All questions will be answered in time." he responds and grabs hold of his horses reins.

"Okay then how-" I stop mid question because somehow, in the blink of an eye, our entire surroundings have changed. Instead of being in my driveway, we are now standing on a forest path. Lush green trees now surround us and I can hear birds chirping in the trees. Small animals rustle the bushes and leaves. It's beautiful, but definitely not my home.

"Toto, I don't think we're in Kansas anymore." I say, awestruck.