Jonathan Whitman had always prided himself on looking good. He had been born of two very handsome parents and being the only child, he had no other good looks to rival with. Not that he thought he would loose a rival when it came to good looks.
He had begun sword fighting at a young age, determined to be perfect when he was older. From the early lessons, Jonathan had perfected his skills and turned it into an elegant dance, that could kill. He also learned to play the piano, playing horseshoes, archery and dancing; intent on looking good and doing exceedingly well in all things.
He, on the other hand, did not make Jonathan look good in anyway. The two men had drawn their swords and began to fight, but just as Jonathan was about to kill him, he pulled a gun on Jonathan.
He was going to pay the consequences.
And he was never going to out-beat Jonathan Whitman.
Author's Note: I suppose you will want two chapters...though they both are rather short. I hope you like the new storyline and...well not really new characters...but yea. Read and Review!