Broken games- book 1: Chess.

Chapter 3- Rosalyn's POV

Walking around, I tried to blend in to the crowd. I allready got a mask, and an outfit to match. Walking with my head down, I bumped into someone, causing me to fall. "Ma'am, are you ok?" I heard a soft voice ask. I looked up to see in a red & black suit, with bright green eyes and red hair, with black highlights. I nodded, taking his offer to help me up. I contenued walking, not aware he was following me.
I bought a scythe that was well made and headed to the forest. "Hey, wait up!" I heard the male voice. I turned around, realizing it was the younger brother from earlier- Ace, I believe? "What do you want?" I muttered, contenuing my path.
He must have been following me- I could hear his lightened footsteps. I turned- but it wasn't him. It was a hunter, but he was floating and a bit pale all over. I slowly got out my scythe, preparing for a battle. He noticed, and fired an arrow at me. I deflected it, but it went through the weapon hit my stomach. I quickly took the arrow out, and looked up. Gone.

- Aces POV-
I jumped out of the tree right when she fainted. She had an arrow in her hand, but I saw nobody fire. She had no place to hide an arrow- where did it come from? I walked to my small cabin I made and set her on the couch when I arrived. I bandaged her and then sat down.

After a while, I heard the resting girl move. Looking at her, I cought her staring at me.

Well. I'm dead.

-Back to Rosalyn's POV!-

I couldn't move. Sitting up was hell, and I was stuck in a room with this prince that's after me. "The hell!?" I