The Fullmetal Alchemist was startled from his sleep when his fully metal brother suddenly accosted him. With one firm glove Alphonse covered his mouth and with the other he grabbed his brother's wrists. Edward looked up at him questioningly, eyes widening at the darkness where there was usually light in the helmet's eyes. Did that mean Al was asleep? His brother had sleepwalked before but he'd never done anything like this. The younger brother seemed to ignore Ed as he tried to speak and escape the grasp halfheartedly, carrying him out the door and through the Central State Alchemists' barrack corridors. Ed stilled eventually as he figured that his brother could mean him no harm. Still, something was wrong, and he didn't like the absence of light and levity in Al.
Finally they reached a heavy door on the bottom floor of the building; Ed had heard talk of a dungeon or lock-down safe of some kind down here. In fact, the alchemist thought as his brother opened the doors and threw him inside before locking the doors behind them, the walls looked soundproofed. He'd seen this kind of material at the maternity ward of the Resembool Memorial Hospital where his cousin was born. Shaking his sleep-bogged mind of the digression, the blonde climbed to his hands and knees before a powerful kick sent him flying into a wall. He fell to the concrete ground, groaning and grabbing his dislocated left shoulder.
"Al, what's going on? What-" He was cut off as the armor launched forward and kicked him in the chest heavily. Edward cried out as he heard a sickening crunch and felt a rib snap. "Brother, w-why are you doing this?!" The boot landed again. Crunch. "Agh!" Crunch. "Stop, Al, please!" Crunch. Ed was gasping shakily as he quickly sat against the wall, taking his weight off his mechanical arm to perform alchemy. Instantly the younger brother grabbed the robotic limb and crushed it. Edward screamed as his attached nerves were ground, squeezing his eyes shut. The seemingly unresponsive armor slowly tightened its hold and twisted the arm. Another choked cry escaped from behind the older brother's clenched teeth, his voice cracking when the attacker yanked out the automail limb mercilessly.
"Y-you can't be Al," the alchemist gasped before a fist was buried in his gut, eliciting another cry before he continued, "he'd n-never do this…" Edward swung his flesh-and-blood fist only to have his wrist snatched and effortlessly snapped. He spluttered when the glove moved smoothly to lift him by a vice-like grip on his throat. The alchemist choked and lashed out, only injuring himself further. The armor's hand constricted his neck and cut off Ed's breathing in a bruising clutch while the other clenched into a rock-hard fist and punched the boy's torso until he began to thrash instinctively from a lack of oxygen. The armor released him, letting him crumble to the ground in a heap, gasping raggedly.
"What… do you… want?" Edward choked out before a boot dug into his chest, grinding his cracked ribs and shortening his breath. His eyes widened in shock when he heard his brother's deadpan voice speak monotonously.
"I want you to suffer."
"No," Edward mumbled. "No, it can't be you, it can't be! Wh-" The legendary alchemist was dragged up to his knees where the metal suit punched him in the face, sending him reeling back to the ground with a cut lip and broken jaw. A small pool of blood gathered below him; with panicked purpose, Ed moved his left arm discretely to draw a transmutation circle in it. He touched his palm to it and immediately fashioned a large cloth. Planning to disorient his opponent long enough to escape (he was fighting an empty suit of armor literally single-handedly after all) the alchemist tossed it over the helmet and stumbled toward the doors. Tangled in the cloth, the enemy untangled himself just in time to grab Ed's mechanical ankle before pulling it sharply. The boy fell and hit his head, moaning as he was dragged away from safety. He screamed as his torturer delivered a powerful blow to his left collarbone which shattered under the force. With his remaining strength Edward tried to drag himself away, his hand reaching feebly toward those doors before the being crushed it beneath his heel.
Tears streamed down the boy's face as his ankle twisted. He foolishly tried to kick away his attacker when the suit of armor came down on him. Edward felt helpless as his broken body trembled with fatigue and agony as the being beat him for what seemed like forever.