Ventress was hiding out in her secret base, and was very bored. She had actually escaped again. How, she'd never know. But it was in fact because Obi Wan was bored and had, accidentally, left the cell door unlocked.

Now, she was very bored and was sitting in a dark cave, playing chess with herself.

"Your move."

Obviously it wasn't going far.

Suddenly, on cue, Obi Wan bust down the door, moved the knight and smote the pawn in one fluid movement.

Ventress sat there blinking for a minute, then chuckled. "That was random. But I was wondering when you'd get here."

"I'll admit, you opened yourself up for this one," Obi Wan said drolly, thinking of the neon signs outside that were blinking in bright lights, "VENTRESS' HIDEOUT! DO NOT COME IN LEST YOU DIE! YOU CANNOT SEE THIS!"

"Anyway," she said. "I have a proposition for you."

"Really?" Obi Wan was intrigued.

Suddenly, with some scratching noises, Anakin stumbled in after his master. "Master, whats --?"

Obi Wan shoved him out the door with the force, and locked the door behind him.

"You were saying Ventress?"

"What I was saying," the Mistress of Mayhem sneered. "Was let's play a game of chess. You beat me, I come quietly. You lose…and you give me three days head start."

Obi Wan seated himself across the little chessboard. "Very well. Let's play."

He examined the pieces. "This is a very decrepid chess set."

"Beggars can't be choosers, my darling," she said. Obi Wan had already taken her pawn, so she moved her bishop to capture his knight. "Your move."

He slammed the queen down hard onto the poor horseman and snapped off his head. Suddenly the knight came and lopped off the queen's head.

This continued for some time until it was, on Ventress' side, the king and the rook. Obi Wan had his bishop and his king.

"Check," Ventress muttered, satisfied, sliding her rook over to his king.

Suddenly, out of nowhere, Obi Wan destroyed her rook with his bishop. She stared in disbelief.

"Impossible!"

Obi Wan was grinning like a satisfied fox as he glanced at the board. "Checkmate, my dear."

She looked down in disbelief at the bishop directly in front of the king. She tried to move it one way, but Obi Wan moved his bishop. She tried to move it the other way, but soon his King was there.

"I'm contemplating taking the piece and stuffing it down your arrogant throat, Jedi," she snarled.

Obi Wan tsked as he foiled yet another one of her escape attempts. "Temper, temper," he said. "All you have to do is move two squares to the right and take the bishop, and then you're free to take the king."

She looked down and saw, to her disbelief, that this was true. She slammed her king down and shattered the bishop, and jumped her feet in triumph. "CHECKMATE, YOU IMBICILE!"

"Not quite," he said, and then he waved his hand over the chessboard. A pawn, made invisible up till now, moved one square and smote the king.

Ventress slumped back down in her chair, stuttering. "B-But…that's not…f-fair! Th-That's ch-cheating!"

"All's fair in love and war," he chuckled, leaning over the table with a pair of handcuffs. "You are under a—"
PANG!

And his face was enveloped by the metal chessboard. And Ventress sprinted out the back window.

Anakin, who was sulking in front of the cave watched in disbelief as Ventress sprinted away down the hill side. Obi Wan ran out the door and tripped over a rock. He face planted beautifully and Ventress ran, cackling, into the moonlight. She wouldn't be seen again. At least until a few weeks later.

FIN.