Nightfall for the Beast Cont

by Kujamonkey

Adopted from Shooting Star Sky Saint (Thank you, by the way!) Sequel to Blood of the Beast. Edward Elric is mentally insane and a werewolf, his memories are flustered and he thinks Roy is his father. Always in constant pain, Ed must rediscover himself before time runs out. This story originally is from Shooting Star Sky Saint. Read Blood of the Beast, first, please!

1. Chapter 5

Chapter 5: Crimson Tide

"What are you doing here?" Roy snapped at Kimblee.

"I'm actually here to recruit old FullMetal, here," Kimblee answered, gesturing to the unconscious blonde.

"He's not going anywhere with you, Kimblee," Roy replied firmly. "He's going home, to Risenbool."

"And who would take him?" He's a beast; an out-of-control monster." Kimblee smirked at the General. "I'm the only one who's offered to take him in."

Roy glared. No doubt that Kimblee was right. He would keep Ed to himself, and probably train him like an animal. Roy shivered. Kimblee, in charge of FullMetal? Not a Chance. "Well, Kimblee. You have some competition. I want Edward for myself. I want him back on my squad, again."

"You want him back?" Kimblee looked surprised, then smiled. "Have you forgotten what this monster did, two years ago? Twenty people in one night. Ms. Sheska, the Major Armstrong. Or, maybe that's just me..."

"Shut up, Kimblee. You weren't there. You wouldn't know."

"I would know. I read the case file. Learned all about the beast. Demonwolf, wasn't it?"

Ed stirred, subconsciously flinching at the word. Roy held him steady. "You won't be taking him, anywhere. I'll win his custody, Zolf. That's a promise." Kimblee gave a last sneer, then left the room. Roy looked at Ed, holding the young man close. "I won't let you become Kimblee's pet, Edward... I promise..." He carried the boy back to his room. One more day for Ed to be in this Hellhole... And one more day to take him in.

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Ed ran. He had to run. His paws hit hard on the ground, the air fogged with his heavy breath. He had to get away. He ran into the little girl and her white dog, grinding to a halt. "Ed," the girl said, then merged with her dog, changing into a monster. "Why didn't you play with us, Edward?"

Ed yelped, shaking his head, trying to run, turning away and only finding menacing shadows in the other direction. He ran, trying to gain speed. His hands suddenly morphed, Ed landing hard on his face. Ed looked at his hand. Automail gleamed back at him. He gasped in surprise, but noticed movement behind him. He glanced over his shoulder, a large, demonic wolf growling at him. The beast roared, lunging at Ed, who shot up in his bed, screaming in fright.

He fell to the floor with a thud, sobbing heavily. He shivered with fright. "No... No..." he rocked back and forth. He looked around the room, grabbing the empty helmet and hugging it close. Gale ran into the room.

"Ed! What happened? What's wrong?" he looked at the crying blonde, worried.

"A bad dream... A bad dream..." Ed repeated softly. He felt Gale's hand on his shoulder. "I want daddy..."

"Ed... He's at work. But, I'm here for you," Gale reassured him, smiling. Ed looked at him and nodded, allowing Gale to comfort him, but clutching Al to his chest. He didn't want to suffer alone. "I'll be here for you, Ed... I promise..." Gale said softly.