Deeps of Destruction
A jAg Creation
Guardian Number 1: Drake
After years of living along side his brother a change as drastic as separation and normal life was devastating. He was now a new student in high school enrolled as a 10th grade student. He was taken out of his English class and put into a lower level. Ed was good at English he just couldn't concentrate so they labeled him stupid though he knew everything. He had dozed off once more completely blocking out the sounds of the teacher speaking.
"Mr. Elric." Mrs. North the English teacher spoke softly to try and get him awake with out disturbing others in the class that were hard at work.
"Mr. Edward Elric!" She shouted as she took his spiral and slammed it down on his desk. Ed jumped awake sitting up straight and stiff, the other students stared and snickered.
"Geez women, you scared the shit out of me!" Ed spoke.
"Watch your mouth Edward, that gets you after school restriction" She spoke with a hint of rage in her voice. Ed's face ran pale as the snicker of the other students caught his ear. Soon after the bell rang, Ed carelessly and quickly shoved his books into his backpack. Mrs. North wouldn't let him leave out of concern and the fact that he has after school restriction.
"Edward; sit down." Mrs. North spoke. Ed jumped having forgotten about his detention. He seemed really jumpy lately; he sat back down in his desk and desperately watching the time as his face ran pale once more.
Shit.. If I don't get home now… he'll-- his train of thought was broken once the teacher spoke.
"Edward is there anything going on at your home that might be causing you to become stressed or not get enough sleep that we should know of in order to help you?" Mrs. North asked softly with concern.
"No.. Nothing is wrong." Ed lied, he was afraid to return home every time the school bell wrung. Ed quickly looked at the clock once more, now becoming antsy; he broke out in a light sweat.
"Are you ok? You look like you're about to be sick." Mrs. North asked with concern.
"I-- I'm fine…" Ed answered with a stutter.
I need to get home NOW… Ed thought.
"Um, Mrs. North… Can I leave now? I had something very Important planned for this afternoon." he lied.
"Well, if it's that important, just this time. You can go now Edward." She spoke with a smile.
"Thank you!" Ed jumped up grabbed his back and quickly walked out of the class room. He ran out of the school and through the parking lot; he had no choice but to walk home. The worst of it was that he lived on the other side of town. Hours later he arrived at the suburb he lived in.
"Potomac Crossing, finally…" He spoke as he looked at his watch for the time, it was late. A chill ran down his spine when he realized how late it was. He ran the rest of the way; he arrived home and quietly opened the door. All the lights were off as he got a horrible feeling in the pit of his stomach. He heard the front door close behind him and felt a presence behind him.
Ed felt a pair of strong hands on his shoulders before he was shoved roughly to the floor. His head hit for floor first, he grunted quietly. He was then pulled up by his backpack to his feet. Ed quickly slipped it off and ran across the house, he looked back to see if they were chasing him before tripping and falling. He flipped over to see his guardian walking quickly toward him; Ed let out a loud scream. The next day he was late to school, it was an A Day; he walked into his history class covered in bruises all the students stared as he walked in, threw his back pack on the ground and sat in his desk and laid his head down.
"He's so weird…" He heard one of his class mates speak to another.
"Yeah, why is he late and how did he get all those bruises?" they answered in a whisper. The teacher was concerned and walked over to the telephone on the wall next to the door stepped out of the room and called the front office. After she hung up the phone, she walked over to Ed and shook his shoulder to make sure he was awake.
"Edward?" The teacher spoke softly; he lifted his head looked at her.
"You are needed in the front office." She took her hand off his shoulder as he stood up, grabbed his book bag and left the class room with his head hung low. He arrived in his front office to find his councilor standing in front of the front desk waiting for him, he sighed a very agitated sigh and continued to walk to her. The two arrived at her officer.
"Edward, what happened? Clearly something happened." She spoke with great concern.
"I just fell down the stares… That's all…" He spoke softly and tiredly.
"Tell me the truth. You have had to of been hospitalized for something like that to end up with bruises on your face and neck." she urged him to speak the truth, she could tell he was lying.
"I-- I…" Ed stuttered once more before rapping his arms around himself for comfort.
"Yes?" she continued.
"I have to go!" he jumped before bolting out the door.
"Edward; wait!" his counselor hollered. Ed rushed to the bathroom and splashed water on his face to cool his head. He let out a sigh and looked at his bruised face and his black eye in the mirror. Ed just couldn't tell anyone about what was happening, he has had thoughts of running away but feared his guardian would find him and kill him.
How could I, Edward Elric, fear someone so much…? How could I have sunk this low…? Is it because I feel lost without my brother, is it because I now know how weak I actually am? I don't know anymore… Ed thought to himself as he dried off his face and left the bathroom.
He sulked down the hall with his head hung low; he was tired, in pain, and wished he could tell someone about what's happening. As he was walking the bell rang for second block. Ed slowly made his way to math class as sat in his seat in the middle of the room. Surrounded by my class mates it made him feel uncomfortable sometimes, today was that day. The other class mates were pointing and laughing, some staring, others whispering to each other.
Ed folded his arms on his desk and laid his head down in them with a sigh. After a few minutes Ed had fallen asleep, his math teacher was very laid back and didn't mind Ed sleeping in her class. She looked back at him with a look of worry as she noticed the bruises on his face and his black eye. A classmate of Ed's took out his big thick math text book and made sure the teacher wasn't looking before walking over beside Ed and slamming the book down hard on his desk. Ed let out a light scream and snapped awake sitting up straight as the color drained from his face. All the other students laughed.
"Bryson! In the hall now!" The teacher shouted pointing to the door. Ed's heart almost leaped out of his chest. He was gripping his desk tightly as he calmed down.
"Geez, Bryson can be so mean…" The girl next to Ed spoke to him. Ed nodded as the color returned to his face, she had never spoken to him before.
"Are you ok, he didn't scare you to bad did he?" The girl spoke softly. He shook his head no as the teacher left the room to go talk to Bryson. Ed laid his head back down on his desk. Not long after the bell rang for third black, Ed was still asleep on his desk the teacher walked over and placed her hand on his shoulder.
"Edward." She spoke softly as he woke up and sat up.
"It's time for 3rd block. If you want to stay and talk, I can right you a note." She spoke softly, He shook his head no and stood up grabbed his books and slowly walked to third block.
Today is going by so slow… Slower than normal… It normal goes by slow when you don't have friends here… I just want this to end. Ed thought to himself. He made his way to German 2, he hated the teacher; he hoped there was a substitute today. Ed walked into the class room sat down in his desk and laid his head down.
"Hallo hallo Duetsch zwie!" The German teacher strolled in, in all his self centered glory. He walked over to Ed and patted the back of his head.
"Head up Wolfy! Eyes on me!" He spoke with that smirk of his. Wolfgang was Ed's German nickname. Ed just didn't listen and kept his head down, the teacher stood next to him and bent over and looks at him.
"Listen, get your head up and pay attention or get out of my class." Ed gritted his teeth, the German teacher always had a knack for pissing him off.
"Hmm? What'll you say? Sit up and pay attention or you can leave my class. You're choice. It's your party." The teacher spoke with the selfish smirk.
"I would rather leave you self center fuck…." Ed spoke so softly that he expected the teacher to hear him but knowing the teacher he didn't.
"Bitte?" He spoke with the selfish tone, Ed staid quiet, trying to keep his cool but kept his head down.
"See class, he is afraid. Afraid to face Duetsch. This is a pure example of the insecurity all of you feel." the teacher spoke with a chuckle. Ed became enraged and stood up and looked at the teacher and yelled.
"You know! If I was afraid I would have retreated to another class, but no I sat here and took your shit! You are the most self centered bastard I have ever seen! Is that all you do!? Make fun of people who are already feeling bad!? Make fun of people who have trouble learning new languages and expect that it helps them learn better!? Well it doesn't! It only makes them feel worse for fear of your making fun of them! Did you ever stop to think about people other than yourself for a change!" Ed yelled lecturing the German teacher who now stood there speechless like the rest of the class. He guessed the other classmates were in awe that he was able to stand up for himself.
"You know what! I'm not taking your shitty attitude anymore!!" Ed shouted, grabbed his book bag and bolted out of the class room; Ed was so mad he left school. He hoped that his guardian wasn't home, he finally arrived after taking the bus as close as he could to the suburb he lived in. He checked the mail and found a letter from Roy, it read:
Dear Fullmetal,
I am coming by for a visit on 3/27/10. I am going to evaluate how well you and your guardian are getting along. I have a surprise for you as well, I will be there around 4:30. See you then.
Sincerely, Roy Mustang.
Ed let out a sigh of relief knowing that Roy will be coming, he stuffed the letter in his pocket not telling his guardian that Roy is coming; he looked at his watch.
It's 1:45... I hope he's not home… Ed thought as he opened the door and stepped into his house closing the door behind him quietly to make sure not to make a lot of noise just in case if he is here. I walked passed the stares and down the hall to the kitchen and TV room, I felt someone standing at the oven when I walked into the kitchen.
"Hey! What the fuck are you doing home!?" his guardian spoke as he bolted toward Ed. Ed ran, but it was no good, he grabbed Ed's jacket hood and pulled him towards the ground slamming him on the floor. Ed coughed and tried to catch his breath before being pulled up and repeated punched in the face. Ed broke free of his grasp and ran up the stares, he fallowed close behind before grabbing his leg on his way up the stares. Ed fell and hit his nose hard on the stare steps causing it to bleed.
"You better not get blood on my fucking carpet you little shit!" he spoke with pure anger. The beating went on for 4 hours and 35 minutes. Roy was already here and Ed knew it, he heard the car doors open and so did his guardian.
"You little fucker! You didn't fucking tell me people were coming!" Ed's guardian shouted and he threw Ed against the front door. Ed hit the door hard and slid to the floor as the door bell rang.
"Get the fuck out of the way you little shit!!" he yelled so loud even Roy could hear him, he kicked Ed out of the way. He crawled up the stares holding his jacket sleeve to his nose trying to stop the bleeding as he crawled to his room. The guardian opened the door and greeted Roy and Hawkeye with a kind smile before letting them in.
"Hello Drake, where's Ed?" Roy spoke looking around, something didn't seem right to him or Hawkeye. Ed hide in his closet in his room and silently cried as he kept holding his sleeve to his nose. Hawkeye looked at the stare case and noticed little spots of blood on them steps. She leaned close to Roy and whispered in his ear telling him about the blood on the stare case. Roy's emotion of happy turned to suspicion.
"He's at a friends house, he should be back later." Drake, Ed's guardian breathed a soft lie. Ed stopped crying and his nose stopped bleeding, he snuck out of his room his right eye now swollen shut and peeked around the top of the stare case to see Roy, Hawkeye, and Drake talking to each other. Then Drake looked at the stare case, Ed flinched and retreated back to his room. Hours later Roy and Hawkeye said their goodbyes and exited the house and stood in the drive way and had a little chit chat about Drake. Drake bolted up stares broke Ed's bed room door down and flung him down the stares.
Ed screams at the top of his lungs as he land hard on the steps breaking his left arm. Drake then pulled out a pocket knife and stabbed Ed in the chest. Roy and Hawkeye heard the scream and jumped not expecting it. Ed coughed up blood and tried to run to the front door wanting to escape. Drake grabbed Ed by his hood and threw him against the front door, the front door flung open causing Ed to fall hard on the concrete porch.
"Edward!?" Roy shouted in great concern. Ed got up as quickly as he could and ran into the yard the knife still stuck in his chest, he was even more bruised now than before. Roy and Hawkeye were shocked before noticed a glass figurine fly through the air and strike Ed in the back of the head sending him falling to the ground jamming the knife deeper in his chest also landing on his left arm. He rolled over spit up blood before letting out a loud scream.
"SOMEBODY HEEEEEEEELLPP MEEEE!!!" Ed cried pure real tears for help. Hawkeye grabbed her gun as Roy ran over Ed to. Drake was on the porch with a furious look. Drake then charged at Roy Hawkeye got between Roy and Drake aiming for Drake's head. Drake stopped in his tracks; Roy dialed 911 on his cell phone. Drake was arrested, the police had arrived before the ambulance did. Ed clung tightly to Roy's pant leg since he was laying on the ground and told not to move him and Roy was sitting next to him. Ed was crying really hard and couldn't stop.
"Alphonse!!!" Ed screamed for his younger brother, it almost brought tears to bother Roy and Hawkeye's eyes. Roy comforted Ed as long as he could before he was taken to the hospital.
To be continued...
