Broken

By: Julia Ai Jamieson

Edward had only recently made history by becoming the youngest State Alchemist at the age of 12. He felt very proud the day he received his certification. However, a few soldiers weren't so happy. "He's just a kid." One of them said, "I bet he only did this to take the spotlight."

"In any case, I can't stand the thought of having a whiny little brat running around HQ." the other said. "So what do you say we break his spirit a little?"

"How?" the first asked.

"You remember those Ishvalan girls who struggled against us? I was thinking we give him a similar treatment; after all, I dunno about the brat's parents or what they're up to, but his virginity is something we can easily take." The other snickered at his devilish plan.

"And the best part; he's 12, it won't take too much to keep him quiet!"

"So, how do we lure him in?"

"Oh, I know!" As the three soldiers conspired to rob the young Alchemist of one of the few things he had left, said preteen was in the Colonel's office receiving his certification.

"Congratulations, Edward; you've just officially become a dog of the military." Roy Mustang said half jokingly, handing over the certificate.

"Fullmetal…?" Edward asked, reading the certificate.

"The Fuhrer gives each of us an alias to go by; yours is Fullmetal." Edward grinned.

"I like it; it sounds nice and ominous." As Edward was walking out to meet his brother outside the headquarters, a man he'd never seen before walked in front of him.

"Hey, by any chance are you Edward Elric, the 12-year-old State Alchemist?" he asked.

"Depends; who's asking?" Edward joked.

"Sgt. Humbert Hanigan. I'm here for Lt. Col. Morton Blom. We'd like to invite you to our office to celebrate your official certification." Edward raised an eyebrow.

"I thought State Alchemists were looked down on as the dogs of the military."

"You're different; you received your certification at age 12! The average age of certification is 24; this is a huge accomplishment, would you like to celebrate with me and Lt. Col. Blom?" Edward smiled and nodded.

"Okay, sounds good!" These people are pretty cool. Edward thought to himself. I wonder how we'll celebrate; I hope we have cake! The two walked over to the Lt. Col.'s office. "Oh, I just remembered; I'd better go get my brother, Al! He wouldn't wanna be left out! He's right outside."

"Ah, don't worry; we'll get him on the way out."

"Oh, okay." The Sgt ushered Edward into the office and looked up and down the hallway before smirking and closing the door, making sure to lock it. "Why'd you lock the door, if you don't mind me asking?" Edward asked.

"Y'know, kid," the man who was behind the desk said, "You've got a lot of nerve." Edward raised an eyebrow.

"What do you mean?" Edward asked.

"He means you're just some punk kid stealing the limelight from us war heroes." The Sgt explained; the two men drew ever nearer to the boy, who was growing ever more uneasy.

"I think you guys have me all wrong; you see—" Edward tried to explain himself, but the man who was behind him covered his mouth.

"Y'know, kid; this'll be a whole lot easier if you don't struggle." He whispered in the helpless boy's ear.

Edward's golden eyes widened in fear as one of the men loosened up his belt. He attempted to break free, but alas, the man holding him back was too strong for him. He tried to scream, to say "No", but his voice caught in his throat as one of the men began to touch his penis. He attempted to squirm away from the hands close to his lower area, but it was no use; they only continued touching him, chuckling at his attempts to free himself.

"Relax, kid, we're only trying to show you a good time." One of them said. Edward couldn't even keep up with who was who anymore. "Hey, we're gonna need a gag for when we lay him down; he'll prob'ly still be screaming." Edward's eyes widened once again in fright and he tried to squirm free of their grip, but again, it was no use. They tied some fabric around his mouth tight enough to prevent his screams from reaching outside the room.

The men slipped his boots then his pants and boxers fully off. No! Edward mentally cried. No, no, no! Stop it! Don't! "I'll be the first to have my fun." The Lt. Col said, positioning Edward on his hands and knees with his butt in the air.

"Or better yet, he could suck me while you fuck him in the ass." The Sgt suggested as he unbuckled his belt as Edward looked around in fright for an escape.

"There's a reason we work together." The Lt. Col said as he positioned himself at Edward's entrance. Edward tried again and again to cry for help.

"Now be a good boy and don't scream when I take off the gag," The Sgt said in a mockingly sweet tone, "if you want it to be over soon, that is." Edward sighed. I should just let them get through with me quick and easy. He thought as the gag was untied. Tears streamed from his eyes as the older man's penis was forced into his mouth and the other man's penis was forced into his anus. He sobbed in pain at the feeling of his walls being forcibly stretched.

Oh, the pain. Again and again. Edward cried to himself, his sobs muffled by the penis in his mouth. "Dammit, you little brat; suck it already!" the Sgt ordered, pulling Edward's braid as hard as he could. The poor blond screamed against the muffle as he was given no option but to suck. Eventually, the two older men came into the young blond. They both pulled out and snickered at the young boy's agony. The Sgt covered Edward's mouth and forced him to swallow. "Now be a good little boy and don't tell anyone about this. We wouldn't want to get in trouble for fucking in the office, now would we?" the Lt. Col said as he and the Sgt fixed themselves up to appear presentable. Edward sobbed, unable to say anything. The two older men left the room as well as the building. After mustering up the strength to stand once again, Edward put his boxers, pants, and boots back on and crawled to the nearest bathroom and hid in one of the stalls to cry his eyes out.

Edward felt something dribbling out of his behind, and took off his pants as well as his boxers and used toilet paper to check what it was. It was a mixture of semen and his own blood. He was also painfully hard, yet afraid to take care of it. What should I do? He thought to himself.

After he managed to clean himself up and settle down a little, Edward stepped out of the stall and his face reddened when he saw Riza Hawkeye in the room. "I-uh-this-this is the Men's room, isn't it?" Edward stuttered awkwardly.

"Don't worry, it's a unisex bathroom." Riza reassured him. Edward sighed in relief. The last thing he needed was to have accidentally gone in the wrong bathroom after what he'd just experienced. "Edward, have you been crying?"

"Huh? What makes you say that?"

"Your nose is suddenly stuffed up and your eyes are red and puffy." I don't think I should tell. Edward thought. She probably won't believe it.

"Oh. It's nothing, don't worry about it."

"Are you sure? If it's because you're nervous about joining the army at such a young age—"

"No, I promise, you don't have to worry about it, everything's just fine!"

"Clearly not if you've been crying. Does it have to do with your brother?"

"No." Edward decided to submit to this.

"Is it a girl?"

"No."

"Did someone hurt you?" Tears beaded at Edward's eyes and he nodded. "How? What did they do to hurt you?"

"I-I don't wanna talk about it."

"Did they tell you not to tell anyone? You do know you have a rank equivalent of major, right?"

"One of them outranks me; he's a Lt. Col."

"You're still allowed to tell if they hurt you; Mustang can have them court marshaled. What did they do, did they hit you?"

"No. Hawkeye, I can deal with this by myself." Edward was about to walk away.

"When you walk, it looks like you're in pain." Edward froze dead in his tracks.

"I-it doesn't hurt to walk, Lieutenant."

"Edward, you can tell me if you were raped." Edward turned around, slightly confused.

"Raped…?"

"Rape is when the assailant forces their victim into sexual intercourse." Tears filled Edward's eyes.

"And-and it's illegal?"

"Yes. It's a major crime that can land an assailant with 5 years prison time and since you're underage that's 7 years. Edward, did this or did this not happen to you?" Edward looked at her, thinking long and hard about what to say. Slowly, he began to crumble. Starting with a few tears, then slowly turning to full-on bawling, Edward confessed everything that happened. Riza allowed him to cry on her shoulder, rubbing his back comfortingly the whole time. "Do you want to tell the Col? He can have them Court Marshaled and put on trial in a heartbeat." Edward shook his head.

"I'm s-scared!" under normal circumstances, Edward would have been embarrassed at how childish he sounds, but at this point he wasn't even thinking about what he was saying anymore.

"What do you have to be afraid of?"

"Wh-what if they find me and-and they-they-"

"Ssssssshhhhhh…Ed, settle down; I promise Roy and I will handle this. We'll make sure they can't get to you again and we'll certainly make sure something like this will not happen again."

"Promise?"

"I promise. Do you want to wash your face before we tell the Colonel?" Edward nodded. After he splashed some cool water on his face, Riza walked him down the hallway toward the Colonel's office until one of the rapists happened to see them. Edward hid behind the Lieutenant, who didn't even question it. The rapist smirked at the boy, who barely mustered the courage to glare at him. He walked into the Colonel's office with the Lieutenant. "Sir, there are 2 soldiers who we need to court marshal right now." Roy raised an eyebrow.

"Oh? What did they do, who are they?" he asked, not even looking up from his "paperwork" (AKA doodling), clearly uninterested.

"Look up, sir; this is serious! They raped Edward!" Roy's eyes widened and he looked up at the two blonds standing before him. The younger of the two blushed lightly, feeling weak for having this happen to him.

"You've gotta be kidding! I only took my eyes off of him for 10 minutes!" Roy exclaimed.

"I'm-I'm sorry." Edward apologized.

"You don't have to apologize." Riza insisted. "Colonel, I'm being as serious as a heart attack; we need to send those two soldiers to jail as soon as possible." Roy nodded.

"But first, Edward, we need you to tell us exactly how it happened." Edward shook his head.

"I don't wanna talk about it right now. I need to find Al and get back to the hotel and take an hour-long shower." He explained.

"Edward, it'd only benefit us if you don't shower for now; I understand if you feel really dirty right now, but your skin may still have traces of your rapists' DNA."

"If you say so." They had a few police officers and doctors check Edward for the rapists' DNA as well as any signs of internal injury or signs of possible STD's.

After a few weeks, Edward had managed to make somewhat of a recovery emotionally and was acting like his usual self. He'd been put on antibiotics in case either of the rapists left him with an STD the doctors couldn't detect. They'd found the rapists and were about to put them on trial. Edward was glad to see some justice coming to the two criminals, though he was slightly annoyed that this whole time he couldn't go too far without some kind of escort. At the moment, his escort was Maes Hughes. At least I get to choose who my escort is. Edward had thought.

"Lt. Hawkeye said they'll be getting 7 years prison time; is that right, Lt. Col.?" Edward asked.

"Well, this is the first time someone your age has become a state alchemist, so we'll just see what the protocol is; we might just decide to treat you as an adult." Maes explained. Edward nodded.

"I don't mind too much whether I'm treated as a child or an adult anyway; I just can't wait to see them behind bars."

A bit of time passed, and Edward had to go to the bathroom. He convinced Maes that it was just down the hall and therefore he didn't need an escort. On the way there, he felt a strong hand grasp his arm. Edward jumped slightly, and turned, wide-eyed, to see one of the men who raped him. Edward tried to pull away. "This would've been so much easier if you just kept your mouth shut." The rapist said, dragging Edward out somewhere.

"No! Stop it! Stay away from me, you freak! Bastard!" Edward shouted. He was dragged out of the court, out to an alley. "Let go, son of a bitch! So now I can't even go to take a piss without this happening!?" the rapist threw Edward against the brick wall, Edward screamed as the back of his head hit the wall. The rapist cut off Edward's pants with a knife, no doubt scratching up his victim's thighs. Everything was becoming hazy to Edward. He tried to fight back, but the rapist held him down by his abdomen after tearing off the lower half of his tank top, and was pushing down so hard there was no doubt going to be a bruise. As the man ruthlessly slammed into him, Edward thought back to when Riza had promised him it wouldn't happen again. No…it's happening again. Edward thought as the rapist left.

Edward was left too weak to cry. Blood streamed from the cuts on his thighs, as well as his walls being torn up once more. This time, he was too afraid to leave the alley.

An hour later, military personnel managed to find him. The broken look in the boy's eyes was enough to touch even the most hardened of soldiers. Tears formed in Edward eyes when he saw Riza. "It…it happened again." He stated simply. When Riza realized what he was talking about, she realized she'd just betrayed the broken boy's trust by not knowing it had happened again. She tried to say something, but Edward was taken away by the police and ambulance before she could. Forgive me. She thought.