Alright. I know this story has been posted before by blckwolf3. Just to let u kno that's me. that account froze up and i couldn't get on it so i'm repostin' on this account. So I'm hopin' that i actually get to go on with this story and i hope ppl will actually read it too.
Colonel Roy Mustang rushed down the front stairs of Central Head Quarters, trying to catch up with the fleeing teen. "Edward, Stop!" he called. When the boy didn't respond or even seem to hear him, he darted across the street.
Before he realized his mistake, it was too late. Pain erupted throughout his entire body, nothing else seeming to register, just the pain. Unconsciously, he began whining. Each whine sounding more animalistic than human.
Edward jogged across the street, hearing Mustang following. "Edward, Stop!" he heard that deep commanding voice demand. He refused to look back, he wanted to go home and sleep off the last mission. Well, not really home…, but the dorms, not as comfortable, but it was a place to sleep. Actually, he didn't have a home to go to in the first place.
The sudden sound of screeching tires and a dull thud filled his ears. He froze and slowly turned around, afraid of what he might see. His heart nearly stopped when he saw the blue form lay beneath the front bumper of a car. Edward burst into a run and skidded to a stop.
"Colonel?" he asked after hearing a helpless whine. "Mustang, open your eyes, damn it."
The man groaned, but didn't open his eyes. He just laid there whining with an occasional whimper. Suddenly, Hawkeye and Havoc were on either side of him. "Havoc, grab his legs. I'll take his shoulders. Fuery, I want that driver arrested and in interrogation. Breda, help him," she ordered smoothly.
"Shouldn't he go to the hospital?" Edward asked, watching.
"Just follow us. Havoc, move. He's barely holding on…"
Havoc went to do as she said, but stopped. "Lt., I don't think we should risk it."
"Get him back inside. Fuery and Breda are having a hard time with the driver," Hawkeye said, running off. Havoc carefully eased his arms beneath Mustang, causing a loud whimper to escape his throat. His eyes snapped open, glinting up at Havoc. His bangs were in the way enough to block Edward's view.
"Shit," the man muttered, "I'm sorry, Chief, but this might hurt." He burst into a run, moving smoothly. Trying not to jar the man in his arms. Edward followed, mind trying to understand what exactly was going on.
When they reached the medical wing of Head Quarters, Havoc looked over to Edward. "Sorry. Stay out here. For now that's the best place…" With that he stepped into one of the many rooms, closing the door. This left the teen confused and feeling extremely guilty.
Havoc sighed heavily as the door shut and placed Mustang on the bed. "Alright, Chief. Relax. Let it out…" He stood by the bed slightly unnerved, instead of the usual coal glared, he was met with pained ice blue eyes. A rarity it was, but still all the more disturbing. "I'm the only one here…"
At once, the man shuddered, eyes clenching tightly. Mustang gave a small whimper that was muffled by a cough. The changed happened quickly, ears becoming wolf-like, a tail ripping through the material of his pants, his hands contracting into something more claw-like.
Less than a minute later, a doctor rushed in. "2nd Lt., what happened?" he demanded looking over the quivering man.
"Car hit him," Havoc replied. "Marten, do what you have to. I have someone I have to talk to."
"Alright," the doctor said. Havoc got up and went back outside where Edward stood silently. His eyes were wide, confusion written clearly in their depths. Just then Hawkeye walked up, face as calm as ever.
"Status…" she demanded.
"Marten's looking over him now. No details," he responded, carefully pushing Edward to the chairs along the wall. "Sit down, Boss."
The boy did so, but kept staring up at him. "What's going on? He should be at a hospital…"
"Not exactly… They have everything needed," Hawkeye cut in.
"Plus, his doc works here."
"What…?"
"Well, ya see…" Havoc started. "He has a certain condition…"
"The Colonel will tell you the entire story later. As of now, to sum it up," Hawkeye said. She bent over and whispered in his ear, "He's part wolf."
Edward just sat there, as he glanced between the two. Finally, he burst out laughing. Tears began streaming down his face as he fell on the floor. "Edward…" Hawkeye said just before a howl of pain came from within the room.
This caused him to stop. "Y… you mean…" His face frozen with shock.
"Yea, Boss. We mean it," Havoc said sitting next to the teen. "He's been that way since the Ishbalan Rebellion."
"We've managed to keep it under wraps for a while," Hawkeye said.
"But he's… so normal…" Edward muttered.
"He manages, yes," she replied. "But sometimes…"
A loud whine pierced the air causing the blond to flinch. Hawkeye shook her head and sighed. "I'm going back to work. Havoc, stay put for updates."
"Of course," the man said. She walked away and disappeared around the corner.
"S… so how bad do you think he is…?" Edward asked after awhile.
"It was a hard collision… His legs took most of it," Havoc said. "We'll find out here in a bit, Boss. Don't worry."
"I'm not worried," he snapped. "It's just… It's my fault." He stared down at his fidgeting hands, without realizing it.
Havoc sat up quickly. "Don't say that," he stated. "It was not your fault."
"But… if I…"
"Edward, stop it now. You didn't do it. There was nothing you could do."
The blond yawned, rubbing his face drowsily. His eye drifted closed and he fell back against the seat.
"Maybe you should head to the dorms, Boss. Get some sleep."
"No, I'm okay…" he yawned.
"I'm sure you want to see the Colonel, but sleep comes first."
"I don't wanna see that bastard…" he said eyes snapping opened.
"Then why are you here?"
"I don't wanna go back to the dorms," Edward muttered, drawing his knees up to his chest.
"Why don't you go to the Colonel's office? Stretch out on the couch for a few…" Havoc suggested.
He only nodded, resting his chin on his knees.
Roy whimpered when Marten would get too close to a bruise, but when he took hold of his leg, that was it. He let out a howl, hands tightening in the sheet. "Colonel, try to calm down. I'll get the sedatives soon."
He just whined, enduring the pain as it came. Only a few minutes later, his mind went hazy and his eyes drifted closed. "That's it. Just relax."
The door came opened and Havoc looked up. He stood and walked up to the doctor, hands in his pocket. "How is he?"
"He'll be fine. There was nothing fatal, but still, there was quite a bit of damage. The Colonel will have to be on sick leave for a while," Marten said.
"So Chief'll recover?"
"He should, yes. Right now he's heavily sedated and once the sedatives wear off, I'll put him on a high dosage painkiller."
Edward slowly woke, the usual headache breaking through, the usual feeling of guilt and loneliness. Almost immediately he had to with hold a sob as his hands shook. Beside him, he noticed Hawkeye giving him a small and rare smile.
"Feeling better?" she asked softly.
"A little," he whispered, hiding his hands. Before he could get them in his pockets, she grabbed one and gave a gentle tug.
"Come with me."
Obediently, he followed, head bowed. "Hawkeye, I just want to go to the library," he said.
"The Colonel asked to see you," she lied.
Edward froze in the middle of the hall, shaking his head. "No… I… I can't… No…"
"He needs to see you."
"No…" he tugged at his hand. "I… I can't… It's… It's my… No…" He managed to get his hand out of hers and started to run back down the hall.
"Edward, stop!"
Again he froze, eyes wide, body shaking. So many images were running through his mind. The trembling increased and he fell to his knees holding his head.
Hughes watched as Ed fell to his knees and knew something wasn't right. He ran past a shocked Hawkeye and knelt in front of the distraught teen.
"Ed," he whispered, grabbing his shoulders. Golden eyes were wide and unfocused, pupils small. "Ed, snap out of it."
Nothing. The blond didn't move at all, tears streaming down his cheeks. Hughes tugged on the hood of Ed's red coat and pulled over his head, trying to cover the teen's tears.
Hawkeye finally came up and stood behind the blond. "Ed, I'm sorry. I wasn't thinking."
A choked sob escaped, causing other officers to stop and stare. Hughes stood up and looked at them all. "Get back to work, there is nothing to see."
Quickly, he picked Edward up and carried him back to Mustang's office. He sat on the couch and settled him on his lap. "Sh… Ed… You're alright. Just talk to me."
Still nothing. Just helpless sobs and continuous shaking. After nearly forty minutes, the blond finally relaxed, laying his hand tiredly on Hughes's shoulder.
"Ed, I'm going to take you home with me. We'll visit Roy tomorrow after you get some rest," he said, removing the hood. Ed merely nodded, too exhausted for words.
A few hours later, Edward was laying in the guest room at the Hughes'. He was already asleep, curled around a pillow. Maes stood in the doorway, watching silently. Arms wrapped around his waist from behind as a cheek was pressed against his back.
"Is he alright?" Gracia asked softly.
"I hope so," he replied. "He's just been through so much and it's finally catching up with him."
"Everything?" "From his mother's death to what happened to Roy today." He shook his head. "At one point, he thought I was dead and Al was still alive."
"Maybe he just needs some time off. Roy had been pushing him pretty hard."
"Too hard. It was like Roy couldn't see how exhausted he was. He sent him on mission after mission. And Roy would listen to anyone. Not even Ed."
"Maybe Roy was having problems of his own, too," she whispered.
Roy stirred and stared up at the ceiling. Everything was kind of hazy and he couldn't think straight. The door came open and he brought his attention to the man in the doorway.
"Hey, Chief," Havoc said as he stepping farther into the room and closed the door.
At first, only a groan escaped as Roy shifted slightly. "…Ed…" he managed.
"Hughes took him to his place. Hawkeye told me that Ed had a breakdown."
"What?" Roy's ice blue eyes stared up at the 2nd Lt. intensely.
"She said that she told him that you wanted to see him and he refused; then broke. Hughes took him to your office for almost an hour before he finally calmed down."
"I… want out of… here…"
"You have to wait a couple more days. Doc said he wanted to keep an eye on you."
"I want… to see Ed…"
"Hughes is bringing him in later. He called a few minutes ago and said Ed hadn't woken up yet."
Roy's tail shuddered as he groaned in pain.
"Maybe you should get some more rest, Chief. We'll wake you when Ed gets here," Havoc said as the doctor came in from the other door.
Maes walked into the guest bedroom just as Ed started waking. Carefully, he sat on the edge of the bed and placed a hand on his left shoulder. "Ed, maybe you should get up. It's almost noon."
"Al?" the teen muttered.
"No, Ed. It's Hughes."
His eyes came opened, then closed tightly. He moaned and burried his head in the pillow.
"What's wrong, Ed?"
"…It hurts…" he muttered in a completely different voice.
Maes sat there a minute, thinking of any reason for the blond's pain. "Were you hurt on this last mission?"
"I… I can't remember."
"What happened?"
"I… I don't know…"
"I'm taking you to Marten."
Roy sat up in bed, unable to sleep with the sun coming through his window. Hawkeye came through the door with a soft smile.
"You must be feeling better, Colonel."
"Right now," he said rubbing a hand over his casted leg. "When is Hughes coming in with Ed?" "The Lt. Colonel brought Ed in a little over an hour ago. Colonel, was there anything off with Ed when you were talking with him?"
"He didn't have the mission report and he said he couldn't remember what happened. That's why I was trying to bring him back in," he replied, ears twitching.
"Marten is loking over him. We don't know what's wrong."
Roy sighed and ran a hand through his hair. His ears went back as he stared at the wall. "I remember his eyes were different. He wouldn't look me in the eyes."
A minute of silence passed before Marten came into the room, new of the blond.
I kno, i kinda started in the middle of the story, but that seems to be the way i write. So i'm sry for any confusion and just message me if u need things explained, though almost everything gets explained at some point in the story. Plz review.