Hey it's just me :) This will be a two chapter fic and I'll update the next chapter tomorrow. Just a little idea I know it's just a recap of 99/ 100/ 101 and maybe 102 chapters from Fullmetal Alchemist but with some of my own little bits so enjoy :)
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CONTAINS SPOILERS!
She turns and looks at him; the smile she only uses for him grows wider, crumpling the soft amounts of skin surrounding her lips.
His smile too is wide but holds a sense of unease as he leans forward and takes her hand. He can still hear Scar and Edward whispering mutedly close by but he doesn't care as he pulls her into his embrace.
He has waited too long and now he knows they are in danger, a danger that may result in the cost of both of their lives.
He cannot bear the thought of her dying and leaving him alone but he also knows if he is the one to fall away she will take her own life.
At this thought he merely smiles and pushes it thought aside and recalls roughly what he once told Hughes all those years ago 'A man that thinks of his loved ones on the battle field is the first to go,'
He can still remember his friend's steady gaze as he looked down at the letter than brought him so much. He knows that the woman in front of him has always been there for him ever since they met.
He can still remember her shy smile, the one she would give him when she would stray from her room and they would meet in the corridor or the brief glances they would exchange as she set down his dinner plate. The memory comes to his mind from the day he left the Hawkeye mansion, vividly remembering the way he slowly opened her door only to see her curled on her bed with her cheeks stained with tears. Such pure tears. He catches sight of a photograph upon the bedside table and looks at the black and white image for ever frozen within the dirty frame. His dark eyes had fallen first upon a young girl with long hair and large eyes, at her side an attractive woman and he instantly knows this is her mother and Riza as a young girl and in that moment she had turned to him and could see he was coming to say goodbye.
Now as he stands before him in the dark of the underground passage and can see the mix of excitement and fear in her auburn eyes, he realises why he needs her so much. They are the eyes he has watched but never fully understood so many times.
There is a faint bang from overhead, the distant sounds of a last resort attempt to seize control in the city above.
Gasps from the oldest Elric brother and the Ishbalan drift towards them from around the corner meaning that have heard it too.
It falls silent and the blonde woman runs her hand up her arm. It comes to rest delicately upon the wound Envy has given her moments minutes ago.
He can still see the pain in her face, hidden by the stone mask that she so often wears. He is one of the few people she truly trusts and he sees her as who she really is.
He can still recall her words 'I have no desire to live a carefree, happy life alone. After this battle, my body will leave this world together with the Flame Alchemy that only brings insanity.'
A pained expression crosses his face and she knows that he is thinking, she can always tell and as she wraps her fingers around his he merely nods and knows she is making him a silent promise to keep on protecting him.
"Come on, we need to go," The voice echoes down the tunnel and Roy recognizes it as Edward's.
"Lieutenant," Roy's voice is calm, despite what he knows they are going to do. She just nods, already knowing what he is going to say.
"Let's go," Her voice passes through her lips as a mere breath and she turns and walks back down the tunnel towards the other two men.
He takes his time as he walks forwards; he rubs his hands together causing a small spark, which merely fades as quickly as it came.
He reaches the other three and nods shortly. They began to walk, their strides long and sure. A door looms at the end of the dimly lit corridor; the wall seemed to be closing in behind them as if forcing them to go through it.
They step into the room with great care. He watches Riza admirably as she readies her gun, her eyes falling upon something in the centre of the room. Roy follows her gaze as if it is second nature.
"Who are you?" Edward asks, his eyes flickering towards the man that has just appeared in a beam of light. The flame alchemist's eyes widen as the gold-toothed doctor explains who he is and his hand moves to his gloves, checking they are pulled on properly.
"Which means you're on their side," The words leave Roy's lips sour and distasteful as if the words have burnt his tongue.
Riza knows what he is about to do. The doctor smiles widely and begins to speak. Before any of them can react, men begin to fall through the hole in the large pipes above the gold-toothed man.
There isn't time to react properly so they disperse as best they can. As usual Riza runs to her superior's side.
Words are tossed back and forth through the air but the members of the room keep standing, fighting the unsuccessful Bradley's with all they've got.
A space clears as a Bradley runs forward and Riza turns, spotting the gap. Her gun is raised in seconds and she fires, only for the bullet to be intercepted and lodged in the chest of a puppet's body.
Roy turns, followed by Edward and Scar as the doctor begins to re-call five of the men, wtching with curiosity as they gather around him.
Minutes pass like a blur and Edward is gone and the puppets are charging forward again, their faces void of any emotion but they are there to kill.
The sound of bullets fill the air as Riza shoots at the oncoming opposition. Too late. She is forced to the ground, the firearms fall from her fingers and she becomes useless under the muscular form of the Bradley.
Roy looks on and in his worry he falters, letting the target duck and in turn is knocked down as well. His dark eyes fall upon the blonde woman who is held tightly around the neck, a sword pressed to her throat.
A feeling of unease builds within him. I knew I shouldn't have let her come, he quickly realises this statement is stupid and he surveys his own hold. Why are they only holding my arms? He asks himself, looking again at her hold.
"I need you to do a little transmutation and open the gate!" The man speaks loudly, Riza shivers at the words, sensing the darkness behind them.
"What?" The Colonel's eyes widen as he speaks, the whole situation is overwhelming and he gazes at the man from his place on the floor.
"It doesn't matter who, a dead parent, a lover, a friend," The man's chuckle that accompanies the word causes the black haired man's face to twist in pain.
He goes through each title quickly naming them to a person. A lover? A lump forms in his throat and he looks out of the corner of his eyes at the only woman in the room sadly.
She is to his left, watching on intently, not showing a sign of the fear that is overpowering her inside because she is Riza Hawkeye and fear means weakness in her eyes.
She flinches as Maes' name is used, knowing all to well Roy will fall apart if this is to continue. Roy asks a question, Riza can tell by the tone of his voice although she does not catch his precise words as her head is snapped back by her captor.
"The Gate will stay closed!" The firmness is Roy's voice makes Riza close her eyes for a brief second knowing that he is staying strong.
"There's no more time," The gold toothed man demands and Riza begins to panic, although she must stay calm for her superior's sake and she knows it. Her will is stronger than her emotions and always has been.
The words resound in her head and the world begins to spin.
The sword presses harder against her neck and she feels blood trickle down her neck before pain envelopes her torso and she falls forward. Roy watches on as blood splatters onto the dirty floor.
The world spins. He watches her crash heavily against the cement. It's over. His heart begins to race and it dawns upon him.
"LIEUTENANT!" The words resound off the walls, bouncing back into his own ears. He hears the weakness in his own voice and his eyes open wider.
The doctor's words are a mess to him and he knows what he must do.
His life is flashing before him; every moment he has ever shared with Riza is as vivid as her bloody body on the floor.
He knows that every moment he spends thinking is being wasted.
He can't help himself and he screams her name again.
As the picture of losing her flashes across his mind, all he has ever been begins to fall apart.
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-Amie