The Red Baron's ghost

In the skies above London, a bound and gagged middle-aged man struggled to escape the Sopwith Camel he was seated in. 

"Hurry up now, you'll run out of time if you don't make a move," a raspy voice echoed through the plane's radio.

The man stared nervously at the chessboard before him. While his arms were restrained, he was able to move them enough to properly move the pieces. However, he had never played chess and was a complete beginner. Deciding to take a chance, he opened by moving his knight to f3 as a red Fokker closed in behind his plane.

The scenario looked like an aerial dogfight straight out of WWI, with the Fokker's pilot being a literal ghost from the past at a glance. Clad in imperial German military attire from the early 1900s along with a bright red scarf, it was fair to assume the Fokker's skeletal pilot was none other than the ghost of the Red Baron himself. This however, was not the ghost of the Red Baron, but rather his secret son, Red Reaper von Richthofen. 

Just like the Sopwith, the Fokker also had a chessboard inside it, indicating this wasn't an ordinary aerial dogfight. 

"My, my, so you open with Zukertort. I shall play with you. Try my Herrstrom on for size," Red Reaper cackled as he moved his pawn to g5.

The terrified man, unsure of what to do, moved his pawn to e3.

"Very well, then I shall give you another chance with my Red Baron Gambit," Red Reaper declared as he moved his pawn to e5.

Once again, the poor man had no clue what to do and moved his pawn to a4.

"And you failed to provide entertainment Herr Beagle, now I shall show you the full might of Red Reaper von Richthofen! Deutsche Luftstreitkräfte, VORRÜCKEN [German Air Force, ADVANCE]!" Red Reaper shouted as he moved his pawn to d4, terrifying Mr. Beagle to the point where he moved his knight back to g1. "Ah, a coward. Well you can't hide in my skies," Red Reaper sneered as he moved his knight to c6.

Poor Mr. Beagle had no clue what he was doing and moved his knight to a3. Red Reaper, meanwhile, had full control of the battlefield and could toy with his pray as he pleased, opting to move his pawn to d5. Mr. Beagle responded by moving his pawn to c4, but rather than capture it, Red reaper instead moved his knight to f6.

"You fancy yourself a threat? Nein," Red Reaper scoffed as Mr. Beagle moved his bishop to e2.

He then moved his pawn to d4, prompting Mr. Beagle to capture it with his e-pawn, however, Red Reaper simply captured said pawn with his knight. Now back to making questionable plays, Mr. Beagle moved his pawn to h4, while Red Reaper simply marched his pawn past it to g4.

Now getting desperate, Mr. Beagle moved his pawn to d3, though Red Reaper didn't seem to care and moved his bishop to c5. Mr. Beagle then decided to initiate a paw trade on e4, by first capturing the pawn there with his d-pawn, then watching as Red Reaper captured said pawn with his knight. Then, he made the not so brilliant move of moving his queen to d2.

"Oh poor Herr Beagle, you have just hung your queen on the gallows," Red Reaper sneered as he captured the queen on d2 with his knight.

Mr. Beagle's eyes widened in horror as he realized he had just lost his queen. He began screaming wildly, though the gag effectively prevented his screams from escaping his lips. He then captured the knight on d2 in retaliation with his bishop, but Red Reaper simply captured the knight on a3 with his bishop. Mr. Beagle promptly captured said bishop with his rook, however, that was a mistake.

"Check, Herr Beagle," Red Reaper sneered as he moved his knight to c2.

Mr. Beagle panicked and moved his king to d1, but then realized he was only getting closer to death as Red Reaper mercilessly captured the rook on a3 with his knight. He tearfully retaliated by capturing said knight with his b-pawn, but at this point, he had no chance of winning.

"Now, how long will it take to mate?" Red Reaper mused as he moved his bishop to f5. He quickly got his answer as Mr. Beagle blundered into mate by moving his bishop to f3. "Matt in zehn [Mate in ten]," he snickered as he moved his queen to d3.

Mr. Beagle then moved his bishop to e4, deluded that he could capture the queen, but it was his very bishop that ended up captured by Red Reaper's bishop. Now out of options, he moved his pawn to f4, allowing Red Reaper to perform en passant by capturing it with his g-pawn. This did delay the checkmate, and allowed Mr. Beagle to live a little bit longer by capturing said pawn with his knight, however after Red Reaper castled on the queen's side, Mr. Beagle hastened his demise once more by moving his pawn to g3.

"And I even decided to perform that French pawn capture move to give you a chance to squirm, yet you strangled yourself. Oh, you are a comedian, Herr Beagle," Red Reaper sneered as he captured the knight at f3 with his queen, forcing Mr. Beagle's king to e1. He followed up by moving his bishop to d2, but as soon as Mr. Beagle moved his rook to f1 in a futile attempt to capture the queen, it was over.

"Schachmatt [Checkmate], Herr Beagle. Auf Wiedersehen," Red Reaper sneered as he captured the rook at f1 with his queen, winning the game.

Immediately, the machine gun on Red Reaper's Fokker began firing and blasted Mr. Beagle and his plane to bits. Mr. Beagle's now bloodied corpse then fell along with his burning plane into the waters below.

Red Reaper then took control of his plane and flew back to the mainland. As he landed, he was swarmed by Fairy League grunts.

"State your purpose! You stand on the Fairy queen's lands!"

"I heard there was a game being played and decided to join in. I do love a good hunt."

"Who do you think you are!?"

"Red Reaper von Richthofen, kaiser of the German Empire of Prussia."

Immediately, the fairies went pale and bolted. For Red Reaper truly was the German Empire of Prussia's kaiser. He had forsaken his humanity, casting aside his original name, Frederick, along with his flesh for the title of Red Reaper. He was feared not just worldwide, but within the Desperado league as well, since he was said to be the only one that could break the Desperado code and kill fellow Desperados.

Red Reaper watched the fairies run off and pulled an old pistol out of his coat. As a gunshot rang out, a figure hid in the shadows, watching. Waiting for the opportunity to approach the monster. Red Reaper sensed their presence, but was more focused on summoning a giant metal structure from a glowing red circle in the ground. Once he was done with his ritual, he turned to find the figure before him.

"And what do you want?"

"A business deal. You see, there's a Desperado here I want you to kill."

"What a coincidence, my main order of business here is to exterminate a deserter."

"Then this will go swimmingly..." 

The full game:

White: Charlie Beagle (n/a) Black: Red Reaper (2780)

1. Nf3 g5

2. e3 e5

3. a4 e4

4. Ng1 Nc6

5. Na3 d5

6. c4 Nf6

7. Be2 d4

8. exd4 Nxd4

9. h4 g4

10. d3 Bc5

11. dxe4 Nxe4

12. Qd2 Nxd2

13. Bxd2 Bxa3

14. Rxa3 Nc2+

15. Kd1 Nxa3

16. bxa3 Bf5

17. Bf3 Qd3

18. Be4 Bxe4

19. f4 gxf3

20. Nxf3 O-O-O

21. g3 Qxf3+

22. Ke1 Bd3

23. Rf1 Qxf1#