1 The Unfinished Game
I moved my rook.
He moved his pawn.
I nearly escaped death...well, my king did.
Hughes and I continued this game, our skills and powers nearly equal, Hawkeye in the other room making tea for all three.
"So I heard that you killed the Fuhrer President King Bradley...and that he was a Homunculus." said Hughes, breaking the silence.
"Yeah?" grunted I, thinking of my next move.
"I just wanted to say...congratulations Roy...he would have pitted us up against one enemy after another until his Homunculus buddies came and killed us all like..."
"Don't say it, Hughes."
"Like that one did to me." said Hughes, and he collapsed. A gun wound through his heart.
Hawkeye walked into the room, came over to me. She put her arm around my neck and said "Don't look into the past, Mustang. Look at your future."
I didn't respond to those words. Instead, I pointed at the chess board.
"This..." I said, "Is the game that can never be finished."
"Your last game with him." whispered Hawkeye, probably thinking that I couldn't hear. But I did.
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Author's Note: And there's the second story. Well...not much else to say here, except that my computer sucks.