Conserved Innocent

(originally written 28September2006)

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Izzy:: I thoughted of this while I was depressed and supposed to be paying attention in my Health class, yupyup.

Disclaimer:: Blah, I don't own FMA, and I never will, and it depresses me, but at least I won't get sued.

Summary:: What id Greed had found Wrath instead of Envy finding him? (3 shot)

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"Hey, kid! Wait up!"

Wrath could hear his pursuer yelling after him, but he ignored it. Edward Elric, state alchemist, was chasing after him saying that he had his arm and leg. Can you believe that? How could he, and innocent child, have Edward's limb? Needless to say, he thought Edward was insane and he was terrified.

"Listen!" Edward said between breaths, "I'm sorry I attacked you like that back there!!"

Wrath still refused to believe. Placing his hands against a solid brick wall, he envisioned himself phasing through and when he opened his eyes again, he was running through to the other side. The kid was smart, he knew that Edward cold slip through solid walls.

Although the threat of harm had been diminished, or at least delayed, he still did not stop running. Several minutes later, he eased his pace when he got to an old, decrepit building.

I looked very dingy… kinda shady… not like he cared. He needed to find somewhere to hide away for a while. Wrath tried to wrench the door open, but it was sealed shut. He could feel panic begin to set it.

He had been known to have something of a 'power tantrum' when very scared or upset, and with his mind clouded he could phase through. He began to pummel on the door and wood splintered and gave way after only a few hits. There were wood chips stuck in his knuckles, but they didn't bother him. He just reached through the hole he had created, it was barley big enough for him to fit his hand through, and unlocked the door on the other side. It swung open to relive a dim, but well furnished bar.

The place didn't look nearly as bad on the inside as its outside did. He vaguely remembered a sign hanging above the door, but he didn't care much for it. It wasn't like he knew how to read, anyway.

As he crept further inside, he could sense another presence there with him. He scattered off in the opposite direction and sought refuge behind the bulky bar.

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End chapter ichiban.

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Izzy:: Yes, I am aware that it was short. But there is more chapters coming soon, so please stick around. :3