Hello my lovelies! :) As you can imagine, I haven't been on fanfiction, just checking my mails, so I haven't been able to write on ANY stories unfortunately. I'm actually (with A LITTLE persuasion from my oh so wonderful friends ^^) running for class president right now, but I'm not sure if I will actually get the position again so yeah, a bit stressful. Not to mention all the organizational things to be done until we REALLY have to start studying our asses off . I'm booked...literally... I'm also helping out a few friends with English after school, something like "study sessions" with me acting as a sort of teacher ^^" Eheh...yeah...stressful..
Right, sorry, I've got a lot on my mind atm. (sweat drop)
BTW: Would anyone like for me to write a one shot titled "Bad Boy", it can be any pairings, but somehow I see Greed in it (lol) ^^
ANSWERS TO REVIEWS:
Jadasimone16: Wow...that's a really cool idea! *.* haha I will definitely write that up in a jiffy! ;)
Lily: Ah really? Cool! So how did it go? Did ya get the test results yet? Ah, yeah, I heard about the youtube update, many friends of mine told me it was shitty (sorry for the language :P). Hmm...odd...I still didn't get those changes (guess I'm lucky I didn't yet) haha, that's ok, you (and the rest) can rant as much as you want ;) I do that too (sweat drop)
Pouda-P: haha Thanks a lot! :D
Panic: Thanks Panic :) ...Do you by chance are able to read MY mind? Haha I'm actually working on that one, it's still in progress because a) school got in the way . and b) I still didn't fish out all the ideas buuuut it's finished NOW! ;)
Enforcer Ginoza: haha why thank you! ^^ I'm always really glad to hear people like to read my stories :3 Ah, with spin-offs you mean reader's requests + my own ideas right? Don't worry, got that all noted, I think I'll update in the weekend if my schedule allows it. :)
I hereby present you...the next one shot IDEA 13 "What's He to You?"! Part 2 of "Letters from War" is coming soon!
INFO ON THE CHAPTER, PLEASE READ: Chess is played on a square board of eight rows (called ranks and denoted with numbers 1 to 8) and eight columns (called files and denoted with letters a to h). The colors of the 64 squares alternate and are referred to as "light" and "dark" squares. (taken from Wikipedia)
What's He to You?
"Every Pawn is a potential Queen" quote by James Mason.
What's a mob to a king?
Truth looked down at the humans, creatures far beneath his own status the mortals called 'God'. Truth rested a hand on the side of his face, chuckling with a wide, toothy grin.
"Humans...such interesting creatures..." a chess board appeared in front of him, one of the figures, the black ones, moved its pawn on file "E" forward by a square, the player on the other side invisible. Ah, Pe3 (A/N: Pe3, for those who don't play chess or don't know, is when you move your pawn, on the black side, from file "E" moves to number 3, the number is normally displayed on the side of the board).
Truth smiled, moving his own pawn forward by two squares, Ph5, "Pawns...lesser beings, doomed to obey the commands of the Rook, the Knight, the Bishop, the King, the Queen...yet a essential piece, if lost, posed a problem to the carefully crafted system." Truth observed his seemingly invisible opponent, a figure only he could see.
The invisible opponent moved another black pawn forward, this time on file "C" by two squares, Pc4. Truth did the same, mirroring his actions, a Pc5 on his side, "A King's power is absolute, a King must be obeyed...would you willingly expose your King to potential threats?" Truth's invisible, perhaps even non-existent opponent gave no answer, moving the black pawn forward on file "B" by one square, before the motion stopped, it was a Pb2.
Truth smiled, moving his rook on "H" next, forward by two squares, which meant a Rh6, "Leading a country is no small matter, or is it? I wouldn't know, I only rule over the universe!" Truth laughed maniacally.
He stopped when there was no response from his opponent, frowning, "Ahh, in no mood for jokes I see? How disappointing, I thought you would provide more of a...challenge,"
Truth's frown deepened when his opponent suddenly moved the black knight in a "L" formation forward, in a move obvious made to threaten Truth and his formation. The black Knight, previously standing stationary at file "G", moved forward to the right in a "L" formation, landing on block "H" on a white square. Which meant the black Knight was currently Kh3 (A/N: the black Knight moved from his position on G1 to H3 on the chess board).
Truth's invisible mouth formed in a thin line, white fingers moving his rook to the right, landing on the white square on file "G", forming a Rg6.
A moment later, his opponent's invisible hand moved the black Bishop, from block "F" to "E" on a white square, Be2 (A/N: the Bishop figure, which previously stood on F1, had been moved to E2, which makes it stand in front of the King). Truth rose an eyebrow, if he allowed the next action his opponent would make when it was his turn, Truth would risk losing his pawn on block "H" on a white square, Ph5.
If that happened, his opponent would steal his rook, by eliminating him diagonally and taking away his rook, since the black bishop would stand on H5 and his own white G6.
Truth thought for a moment, before a wide toothy grin spread out on his face.
"Have you decided yet what to do old friend?" Truth asked, taunting.
Black Bishop took out Truth's white pawn on H5, Truth's smile faltered.
"I see," offered one known as "God".
His invisible opponent remained silent, waiting Truth's turn.
Truth stopped to look at his opponent for a long minute, until he suddenly started to laugh and rest a hand on the side of his face.
"How foolish of me, you have already planned what to do from the start, didn't you?" Truth grinned toothily and the chess board disappeared, "What can I say, I may be God, but I accept defeat when I sense it,"
The still yet to be revealed companion of Truth remained still, Truth rose a eyebrow, "Oh? You're oddly quiet today,"
A chess piece, the pawn, suddenly appeared in Truth's right hand, a grin was on his face as he turned the piece in his hand, observing it intently.
"The pawn...the weakest piece in the game and yet can decide the player's fate in one way or another. Pawns are your first wall of defense or offense, if you don't play your cards right from the beginning, you have no hope of winning the game, isn't that right?" Truth stopped, another piece appeared in his hand, the King.
"The King...many consider him to be the most important piece of the game, as the game ends if you topple the king. It's similar to the human world, they wage wars with each-other, destroy each-other's existence, use alchemy to kill their own kind...if the king falls, the war is lost, and with it, his people."
Silence ensued.
"Imagine, a chess game is an empire, you lead it by example, you counter your opponent's moves carefully, monitor him, observe him, deceive him, destroy him. Yet no matter how you play, if you capture the King, your fate has already been sealed," the King piece vanished from Truth's hand and another appeared.
It was the Queen.
"the almighty Queen...you see, it is actually her that is the most important piece. In Chess, you have a check if you take away the Queen first, but by taking away the Queen, leaves the King very vulnerable, as the Queen is able to attack and move in any direction and protect her King. The Queen is the supporting main pillar for the king, for if the Queen ceased to exist..." Truth looked at the emptiness before him.
"...The king would too,"
Suddenly, a figure appeared in front of Truth.
Sitting cross-legged, in a similar position to Truth himself, the figure smiled a similar toothy grin as the all powerful being before it.
"Checkmate, Truth," the figure said, the King piece, the white one from Truth's side, disappearing in the figure's human hand.
Truth smiled a sardonic smile, stretching a hand outwards, "Even a pawn has the potential to be Queen, don't they?"
Edward Elric grinned, disappearing what appeared to be in thin air.
The only thing left from where he was sitting was the lonely piece of the black King on the formless ground.
Truth smiled.
What's a king to a god?
"We...we can't win..." Roy Mustang grit his teeth tightly together in anger, clawing at his face, knowing it was no use.
Darkness.
It was all he could see now.
He was blind from his forced human transmutation. He had lost his Lieutenant in the midst of battle, he was worried for her, where was she? Was she hurt?
Father seemed to have been rampaging, killing any and all standing in his wake.
Roy cradled his face in his gloved hands helplessly, breathing heavily, blood and the sounds of battle and anguish all around him pumping in his ears, his heart accelerated, adrenalin coursing through his veins like poison, his vision robbed of him.
"Arghh!" Roy heard Ed cry out in pain, he heard a explosion, shouting and then a loud crash.
Nothing.
"Fullmetal?" Roy coughed from how dry his throat was, but he swallowed it down and stood up on shaky legs, "Fullmetal?" he called out again.
Where was the kid?
"Fullmetal!" Roy looked around but it was no use, darkness accompanied him now wherever he went, without Riza by his side, he was useless.
Nonetheless, Roy started running in the direction where he heard Edward crying out and the crash, until he tripped on something heavy on the ground.
He fell heavily to the ground, his knees scrapping badly against the hard concrete as he hissed in pain.
He turned his head, frantically feeling the ground with his gloved hands until he froze when his hand grabbed a leg.
No.
Roy crawled on his knees and when he grabbed a braided pony tail in his hand, he knew who was laying on the ground.
It was Edward Elric.
No!
It couldn't be...was it all lost? Did Father, who claimed to be a God, win?
He heard the Homunculus Greed screaming, heard the battle sounds as he stood up, feeling numb and deeply shaken.
He looked up at the sky, or rather upward, his vision consumed by blackness.
He may not be Führer...but not even the Führer himself would be able to stop this...one sided annihilation. Were they, humans, were they so very inferior to Father, to this...race called Homunculi? Were they truly so powerless?
Moisture gathered at the corner of Roy's eyes, the sting came next, then the wetness trailing over his cheek.
It was over.
They couldn't beat Father, no matter how hard they tried. Roy was a season veteran, he knew how a losing battle looked like without having to set his eyes on it.
His Lieutenant wasn't there to guide him, to give him coordinates to attack, according to the last updates he had received, many were injured, some were dead, the Xingese warrior Lan Fan was critically injured, Mei was barely able to stand, Alphonse was laying on the ground, his armor half torn open along with his arms, unable to perform alchemy. The only available fighters had been Greed, Edward and Roy himself.
Ed was out for the count.
Roy was blind, he had no idea where his current position was, where the enemy was, nothing. No matter how powerful both the Homunculus and the Xingese prince Ling were together, they were no match alone for their enemy that claimed to rival God himself.
Roy felt the hot tears slide down his cheeks, knowing the end was drawing nigh.
How could a king, who sat so high on his throne, be crushed so easily?
Maybe there was nothing that could stop a God from becoming evil and destroying the world...
What's a God to a nonbeliever?
An illusion.
An excuse for humans to justify their actions.
The end for now! Future chapters may be delayed though!