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A clap, a flash of blue light, and Edward had transmuted the ground into a fist. Again. He smiles fiercely, sure this one will catch Scar, but again the Ishbalan managed to evade his grasp. Only a swift duck and tumble prevented Edward from becoming another of Scar's victims.
The fight has been going on for some time. Perhaps Ed could win if Al was with him, but he was already in Resembool. He had planned on going to join his younger brother later today, after he finished his paperwork, but it looked like their reunion was going to have to be delayed.
Ed started, just barely dodging a kick. The Ishbalan was everywhere, and he never seemed to tire. Unlike Edward himself, who was panting and more than a little battered.
Sparing no time with useless fear, Edward launched back into battle.
Envy, in the form of an ordinary pedestrian, was just minding his own business, terrorizing a few people, when he saw the flashes of blue light and heard the crashes of a fight. As everyone else in Central ran away from the source of the commotion, Envy bucked the trend and started jogging towards it. As he did so he dropped his guise and instead took up his typical form, green hair fanning out behind him as the homunculus picked up speed.
Nothing like watching a good fight, especially one involving alchemy.
Unfortunately, as soon as he got there, Envy spotted a minor issue. His slightly deranged smile morphed into a scowl. Of course it was the Fullmetal pipsqueak. He couldn't go a day without pissing someone off. The homunculus wasn't really surprised to find that he was once again battling the scarred Ishbalan; they fought often.
However, the brat was losing this time. Badly. And as much as Envy liked seeing the shrimp in pain, he preferred to be the one who caused it. And they had to keep him alive in order to sacrifice him later.
Sighing profusely, Envy jumped down and headed toward the brawl…
Ed cried out as his head struck a sharp rock, probably part of a building. His vision began to blur, and he saw Scar's deadly hand reach towards him…
…Envy crashed into Scar, just as he had been about to kill the Fullmetal pipsqueak. Good thing he had been around. The Ishbalan leapt back up from the ground, this time aiming for Envy's head.
The homunculus dodged easily. "Ah, ah, ah…" he said, waving a finger. "Not me you don't."
With that he kicked the man in the stomach, doubling him over. Envy allowed him to pant for a moment before Scar attempted a punch, and he was forced to block it, then bringing his fists down on the Ishbalan's head. He groaned, but still rose. Before Envy could get another shot in, he paused, hearing screeching tires not far away.
The homunculus grinned. "Looks like they're coming to pick you up."
Without another word, Scar placed his hand on the ground, creating himself an exit. "Pfft, really?" Envy was disappointed. "If you start a fight you finish it, not run away. Ugh."
He turned to the shorty lying on the ground. He was unconscious, or nearly. "And now I suppose I have to deal with you…" Envy muttered before scooping up the Fullmetal pipsqueak in his arms. "There's no end to the trouble you cause, is there?" The homunculus threw him unceremoniously over his shoulder and began walking.
Edward watched through bleary eyes as a new person took his place battling Scar. Someone familiar. Ed wished his vision would clear, and the fog in his brain.
He fought to stay conscious, as Scar retreated and the person, his rescuer, he supposed, walked towards him. Black ate at the edges of his vision as he was lifted up. Ed vaguely registered some mutters, before blacking out.
"Where to leave the brat…?" Envy sighed, meandering in the general direction of the military headquarters. That was the obvious place, but should he venture inside, or just leave him out front…?
As he approached the building, the homunculus decided to make his life a little easier and simply placed the unconscious shrimp by a side entrance. Envy arranged him so that the Fullmetal pipsqueak wouldn't be hit with the door when someone opened it. After all, he had already endured a nasty blow to the head, and he couldn't rage at Envy's taunts about his height if he was brain-dead.
With that cheery thought in mind, Envy patted the shrimp once, a condescending smile on his face, even though the shorty wasn't awake to see it, and ambled off.
It was but a few hours later when none other than Lieutenant Hawkeye stepped out the door, only to be greeted by the sight of a still-unconscious and bloody Edward. "What the…?"