Second Chances

Disclaimer: I just own OCS

A/N: I'm reformatting from the original; giving less away, bring fewer characters in so soon. If my writing seems slightly rushed it's because I actually know what I'm doing. There's a lot of other things I SHOULD be working on, but I also have artist and writers block right now and this is the only thing that's flowing. But I'm just thankful more than one person is reading this right now but I would have been happy for just one person at all. Okay I kind of address something in here so I'll state it now. Chance has post-traumatic stress syndrome. It was shown one Ishvalan boy and honestly I think Chance would likely have it. Though if your watch the first anime Scar has flashbacks and shock so I can see him having PTS too. Wow long author note, sorry…

Chapter Seven: Pieces on the Board

Riza Hawkeye is awoken by the scream of her sleeping partner. She turns her head to see Roy Mustang sitting up in bed, sweat dripping from his face, knuckles white from gripping the sheets.

"Roy," Riza asks placing a comforting hand on his tense shoulder. "What's wrong?" Roy's eyes look widely around.

"The Elrics," he rasps out. "I need to find the Elrics."

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Almost a week has passed and Scar finds himself still at the house with the Elrics. Not of effort of trying to leave, mind you. But somehow every time he rises to leave something happens. It rained for three days strait. The grass was wet for a long time after that and sleeping in a wet field didn't seem good (even when Chance pointed out it would probably better than a cave in the war zone). The day they were ready to leave Chance's prostatic right leg broke, latterly snapped. Turned out they'd been damaged for months. Winery insisted on making him two new ones. She tried to talk him into automail as well but Chance shot that down. His words:

"Last time I had surgery my legs got cut off, I'm good." Scar couldn't hide a small laugh at that. Now the two are in the backward having what seems like an argument.

"Come on Daniel you said you would," Chance presses looking up at the older refugee.

"Yeah I figured you'd wait till there weren't bullet wounds and a broken rib," Scar sighs. "I don't want to hurt you!"

"Hey I'm tough," Chance says. "Tiny and kinda weak but tough!" Scar has to admit that's a good point. He didn't cry while getting a bullet dug out of him, he only yelped with a broken rib. So yeah the kid is tough but he's so damn small. But the pleading look is wearing him down.

"Alright," he sighs defeated. "But I'm going easy on you." Chance beams though he's trying very hard to ignore the fact Edward is staring. Chance can understand why Edward doesn't like Scar but he's been, honestly, nasty to the thirteen year old. Guilt by association Chance guesses. But he knows damn well how dangerous that can be, that's how his parents ended up dead and same with David. He winces at the thought of that. So he quickly goes back to Scar.

"Alright," Daniel says. "Come at me." Chance swallows because he just realized how big Daniel is. Still he has to try. Chance races at Scar. Scar kicks at him. Chance dodges but stumbles as he curses the fact he still isn't use to his new legs.

"You're pretty quick," Scar notes as Chance tries to kick his legs out from under him. Scar jumps and land on his hand swing his legs out (A/N: I'm sorry but every time he did that move I had a little bit of a fan girl attack). Chance ducks but moves two quickly for his legs to catch up and lands on his back. He flips up but a hand catches his face. He blinks in surprise, ready to gracefully admit defeat when Scar jerks back in horror.

"Shit," Scar growls. "I'm sorry…force of habit," the look on his face is one of self-loathing. Before Chance can assure him it's okay when Winery walks out the backdoor and two people in full blue are with her.

Chance feels his body freeze in horror. He can't move, he's terrified. Ever muscle of his body shakes and visions flash in front of him. He doesn't even see the gun being pulled or Scar pushing him behind him.

"STOP," Alphonse cries out. He stands between Riza and Roy.

"Please he's not doing anything wrong," Al says.

"How is he alive," Roy barks out.

"We don't know," Al says. "But what are you doing here?"

"Something's...happening," Roy says. "I'm having dreams; about a gate…I think that means something to you…" Edward's mouth drops open and Al's eyes widen.

"So you too," Edward mutters looking at Scar and his shocked. The serial killer is crouched next to next to Chance who is clutching his head. Scar has his hands on the boys shoulder.

"Chance comes on breath," Scar mutters. "It's alright, just breath." Chance releases his head and grips onto Scar's arm, not caring that every eye INS on him.

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It took Chance an hour before he detached himself from Scar and is now sitting on the couch with Riza. The other men are at the table talking and by talking Chance can tell really means gang up on Daniel. Despite his urge to go to his new friend and defend him he knows it's better to stay where he is.

"Are you alright," Riza asks suddenly. Chance glances at her, before looking at his lap.

"Why do you care," Chance asks.

"Why wouldn't I," Riza asks. Chance glares down.

"Solders like you killed my family, my friends, destroyed my home," Chance says. "For now reason…"

"We had orders," she states. "And Scar killed people as well."

"Orders aren't a reason," Chance mumbles. "Daniel had his own reason. Killing isn't good but at least he wasn't just doing it because he was told to."

"You're right," Riza sights. "There wasn't a reason, and I'm sorry…"

"STOP TRYING TO BLAME THIS ON ME," Scar roars. "I DIDN'T DO A DAMN THING." He pushes away from the table and storms out of the room. Chance is up and follows him out. In the hall Scar's teeth are grit and his fist clenched.

"The one time I didn't does shit and it's still my fault,' Scar snarls. "Who the hell do they think they are?" Chance moves closer sensing the frustration and isolation rolling off Daniel.

"I know it's not your fault," Chance says. Scar sighs and puts his left and on Chance's head.

"Thanks kid," he says. "It's good I've got someone in my corner." And they share a comforting movant. But that comfort can't last long…

A/N: I couldn't bear to cut the scene with Chance and Riza…I missed my baby…