Reincarnated As The Dark Knight

Artur opened his eyes and was met with a horrible sight. The mansion had a huge hole in the middle of it and people were running left and right, a lot, he was sure were not from around here. They had all sorts of weapons and dressed in weird ways. There was fire and fighting everywhere. His head was too fuzzy for him to think straight and it was bleeding so he tried to get up and run but a sharp pain in his leg put him back on the ground before he could even get up.

He took a look and behold his leg had been tied up with a fabric and was splinted. He was bleeding from profusely and his head cleared up immediately for him to experience the full height of his predicament. He screamed as all the pain flooded in.

'Shit, it hurts so bad. Where are mom and dad, where's Lily? I have to find them all'

Artur pushed himself with sheer willpower to get up and he used the huge piece of the tower behind him to support himself. It was excruciatingly painful. To walk he had to hop on his left leg and pull the right along. He soon found a wooden rod which he used to support himself. He did his best to dodge all those strange men and soon he could hear the sounds of swords clashing and screams. A battle was going on.

'What is going on? Who are these people? Is the kingdom under siege? Is my family fine?' Artur wondered. There so many unanswered questions but he assumed his family had to be fine because the first thing the guards would have done was ensure their safety.

As he hid himself from the men who were running around in search of victims the smoke from the fire burning around choked him badly. He was tempted to go out and he would, but as stealthily as possible. He did not know these people's aim yet but it was clearly not good. 

He snuck past every single one of them he saw and followed the sound of battle until he finally came upon an open space. There he saw his father and his soldiers in a heated battle against the intruders. They were winning and even with the pain Artur could not be more happier to see this nearing victory.

He was careless.

The feeling of seeing real life battle and the fact that they were winning made him get carried away and he brought himself out into the open, allowing one of the intruder men to spot him. The man attacked immediately and gave Artur no room to run. 

Artur was a young boy so there was going to be no stress killing him, right? The clothes he was earing even showed that he was nobility, what a treat.

Artur noticed his attacker but a little too late. All he could do was try to run but before he got far he tripped and fell. The attacker neared him and when he got within range Artur whacked him across the face with the rod he was using for support. 

The man fell and Artur took his sword from he before he could recover. He got up and charged at Arthur but his carelessness caused him to impale with the sword himself as Artur was still holding the sword pointed forward. 

Artur felt the sword tear through the man's flesh and blood from his mouth spilled on his face. He pulled out the sword The man tried to grab Artur even as he was dying, but Artur who could not dodge due to his leg fell to the side and let the lifeless body land on the bare floor.

Artur was in a bit of a shock that he had just killed a person but it was not as shocking as he had thought it would be. He was over it as soon as he killed the man and rose on his foot and rod. The pain of getting up was very much still there. He limped toward his father and his soldiers who were still in a heated fight against the intruders.

It did not take long for the battle to conclude, then he went to his father directly. Victor saw him coming and ran to him, receiving him in a warm embrace.

"Artur, you're fine. I was so scared"

"I am fine dad" Artur said "Where are mom and Lily?"

"I already sent your mom and Lily ahead and called for reinforcements. After I pulled you out from under that rubble I couldn't protect you and fight so I had to hide you but don't worry now. Everything's fine"

Artur felt safe in his father's arms but the feeling which he was enjoying was prematurely purged when he heard thundering sounds of men's feet and the clattering of weapons. There was laughing and many voices making a loud noises. But out of all those voices, Artur recognized the voice of his mother and sister.

From the darkness ahead came many men, dressed like barbarians and holding weapons on all sorts. Compared to the number that was revealed before them, Victor and his men would hardly be called five percent. The was a huge man in the middle front, muscular and holding a huge battle axe. He had such a violent look on his face that made Arthur too scared to move. He seemed to be the leader of the group.

Lucas, who was present at the time, stood in front of Victor and pointed his sword at this man.

"Stay back my lord"

The man came forward and smiled evilly. "Are you sure you want to do that?" He asked.

Two other men came out from the middle of some men and with them were Lily and Vivian, tied up and blindfolded, looking very beat up.

"Mom!!! Lily!!!" Artur shouted but his head started to hurt again and he fell to the ground.

"Vivian! Lily! No!"

The man smiled again and someone brought a huge axe to him. He took the axe and rested it on his shoulder. "My name is Duncan, and I would like to propose a deal"

"You scum, what do you want from me?"

"Well you see, I just want to fight someone strong. Here's the thing, you seem like you are the strongest person around here so let's fight. If you can impress me, all the best defeat me, I will let your wife and daughter go. If not..."

Victor who was as furious as hell's flames tightened his grip on his sword and stepped out from the midst of his soldiers. His eyes were devoid of all emotions except rage. He pointed his sword at Duncan while Duncan pointed his axe at him.

"I trust that you will keep your word?"

"That all depends on you" Duncan replied.

Victor took a firm stance and so did Duncan. The bloodlust coming from Victor very intense. So intense that even Artur could feel it. He knew he had the tendency to but he never knew that his father could be like that.

Artur groaned as he forced himself up to his feet and had a worried look on his face. 

'Dad?'