~`*Ketsueki Naifu No Za Chimaera*'~
{Edward Elric Love Story}
~`*Chapter. 1*'~
Moonlight Bloodshed

"We need to talk. Just you, and me. I'll be waiting in front of warehouse B, in Central Headquarters. Come alone.", I flipped my phone shut, as I sent my message to him, stowing it in my pocket. 'It's been too long since all of the lies began. The more of their lies I'm forced to swallow, the more their words taste like poison. I've allowed both of them to live, even despite all of their lies...And now, it ends.', I thought, as I slowly pulled a Japanese machete from beneath the back of my shirt. I reached into my pocket, and pulled out a black fabric, carefully wrapping it around the blade, and slipping the now wrapped blade beneath the back of my shirt again.

'Let's end this.', I thought, as I quietly stepped forward, disappearing into the night, as I walked towards my destination, Central Headquarters. Shadows danced around me, as I walked through the city, passing by Homes, and Businesses, some with their lights still on, and others, cloaked in darkness with their lights off.

I had to admit, I truly loved the night, I loved the scent of the fresh, midnight air, and I admired the stars, as they sparkled, and shined like jewels in the midnight sky. More than anything else I truly loved the Moon, being bathed in moonlight somehow soothed me.

It wasn't long before I finally reached my destination, the warehouses in central, that the military used for storage. I stopped dead in my tracks, as I finally reached Warehouse B. Desiring the element of surprise, I waited in the spaces between the warehouses, cloaking myself in shadows...I waited.

"That girl told me to meet her here, now, where the hell is she? Ey, yo! Felidi! Ey! Felidi! Where you at?!", Came his voice, as he analyzed his surroundings. I quietly pulled out my phone, and flipped it open, "Nice of you to show up...Goodbye.", I flipped my phone shut for the final time, that night, stowing it in my pocket, as I sent my final message to him. I heard the familiar ring of his phone, signaling that he had received my message. I watched, as he removed his phone from his pocket, and flipped it open. "What?", He muttered, confusion clearly written on his face. He turned, his back facing my direction, as he checked his phone, leaving himself completely vulnerable.

'Perfect.', I thought, as I slowly removed my Japanese machete from beneath the back of my shirt, unwrapping my the black fabric from around my blade, wrapping the fabric around my right hand. I held my blade at my side, and listened to the sound of the metal, it clicked, as I turned the blade, the blade pointing towards the dirt beneath my feet.

In one, swift movement, I rushed at him. As he turns to face me, I move forward, his eyes going wide with fear, as I run him through with my blade. He cries out, and collapses, landing on his side. I deliver a strong kick to his rib cage, he screams, and lies on his back, his arms cradling his injured side. I stand over him, "You're so cruel! You thought only of yourself, and your own happiness! You never gave a damn about me! You took what was mine, and you destroyed what mattered most to me!", I yelled, as I straddled his waist, my legs at either sides of him, my arms raised above my head, my upper body stretched out, as I ran him through his other side, my blade ripping through his flesh, he screamed again. "Fe-Felidi...I'm so sorry.", He barely manages to whisper, his blood-stained hand coming to rest against my side.

I flinched, and my eyes went wide. I rose to my feet, ripping my blade from his side, he screamed. "Get up.", I growled, my eyes narrowing. "Wh-What?", His voice was barely a whisper. "Get. Up.", I growled again. He coughed, blood dripping down his chin, and somehow managed to struggle to his feet. I unwrapped my right hand, wrapping the black fabric around the blade, before slipping it beneath the back of my shirt.

I was suddenly caught off guard, as he rushed at me, his hand clutching his side, as his fist collided with my cheek. I cried out slightly, my heels digging into the ground beneath my feet, as I slid back, catching myself. "Now, you are really starting to piss me off.", I growled, as I stood. "Yeah, You should've thought about that before you attacked me, and dropped yo guard!", He yelled, as he rushed at me again. "Big mistake.", I growled, as I quickly changed forms, shifting into my true form, a king cheetah, leopard hybrid. As he rushed at me, I leapt forward, my fangs catching his throat, sinking deep into his flesh, my front paws coming to rest upon his shoulders, my claws sinking deep into his skin, as I held him in place.

"Y-You bitch!", He somehow managed to mutter. I growled, and tightened my grip on his throat, crushing his windpipe. Suddenly, I felt him raise his arm, and without warning, I found myself blinded, my eyes burned. "Ah!", I roared, attempting to wipe my eyes with my paw. He had taken his own blood from his open wound, and smeared it into my eyes. Suddenly, I was knocked off my feet, as he tackled me. Hard. I growled, baring my teeth at him. It was then that I realized my blade had fallen from me, and with my eyesight shot to hell, it was close to impossible for me to find it, not during what could now be the struggle for my life.

It was then that I heard the scraping of metal against the dirt. Shit! He had found my knife! He chuckled darkly, "My, how the tables have turned.", "Bastard!", I hissed. I heard him, as he rushed at me again, this time, with my Japanese Machete in his hand. My eyes widened, as a sharp pain ripped through my side. 'D-Damnit!', I thought, coughing up blood. He had managed to stab me in my side, mirroring exactly what I had done to him just minutes before. I fell backward, landing on my freshly wounded side, as he kicked me in my stomach, pulling my blade from me.

He laughed. "Well, look who the bitch is now.", I growled. Still blinded by his blood in my eyes, I had no choice, but, to rely on my remaining senses. I listened, as I heard him rush at me again, and I prepared myself for what would be the final blow. I lunged forward, raising my paws, claws bared. I felt my claws slash into, and across his throat, ripping his neck open, the strength of my blow knocking him over. In an instant, he fell over, landing on his side, blood pouring from his neck, his hand gripping his throat. There, wounded, and lying on his side, he takes his dying breath, his normally dark eyes now pale.

"Well, can't very well have a big cat wandering around Central like this. I'd much rather not be captured, and treated like some common alchemy experiment. I hated that god-forsaken hell.", I growled, shifting back into my human form. "I'll just have to make due with this look, for now.", I muttered to no one in particular. Suddenly, I felt a sharp pain in my side, and went to my knees, holding myself up with one hand, whilst my other clutched my wounded side. "D-Damnit.", I growled, after coughing up blood. I slowly rose to my feet, and walked over to his fallen body, kicking my Japanese Machete from his hand. 'I'm not about to leave this behind.', I thought, as I slowly picked up my blade, re-wrapping the black fabric around it, before carefully sliding it beneath the back of my shirt. I then kneeled down, and removed his phone from his pocket, stashing it in my own. "Sayonara.", I whispered, my final farewell to him, before disappearing into the night.

I pulled out his phone from my pocket, and flipped it open, "I'll be waiting on the roof of Central Headquarters.", I flipped his phone shut for a final time, and stowed it back in my pocket with my own phone, as I sent her my final message to her. I giggled, 'She'll be expecting him.', I thought, as I walked towards the main building in Central, the Military Headquarters. In one, swift movement, I leapt upward, flipping in mid-air, as I landed on my feet, and began running up the wall of the building, scaling the building all the way to the top. I finally reached the top of the building, and there, I stood, my body bathed in moonlight...I waited.

I turned my head, as I heard the sound of a door open. I watched, as she appeared to watch her surroundings, she walked forward, right towards me. "How sweet of you to join me.", Came my voice, she jumped, visibly startled. "Fe-Felidi! What are you doing here?", She asked, fear clearly evident in her voice. "I'm sorry. Were you expecting someone else?", I asked, my voice dripping with sarcasm. "I'm supposed to be meeting my boyfriend here. Do you know where he is? Have you seen him?", She asked. "He wasn't the one who sent you that message...I am." I answered. "Wh-What?", She asked, as she took a step back, visibly terrified, and confused. "Now, then.", I stated, slowly removing my Japanese machete from beneath the back of my shirt, unwrapping the black fabric from around my blade, and wrapping it around my right hand. The blade clicked, as I held it at my side, and turned it, the blade pointing down towards the concrete. "Let's end this.", I replied.

She jumped back, her eyes going wide with fear, as I rushed at her. She raised her arm to defend herself, and in one, swift movement, I gripped her wrist with one hand, my other hand running my blade through the side of her neck, she froze.

"Kon'ya anata za.", I whisper to her, her eyes going wide with shock, as I swiftly pulled my blade back towards me, slicing her neck open, my blade separated from her flesh, covered in blood. Blood spills from her neck, her eyes roll into into the back of her head, and she collapses, her blonde hair stained crimson, as she lyes in a pool of her own blood, her hand gripping her neck. Her normally dark, brown eyes go pale, as she takes her dying breath.

I kneel over her, my blade in my hand, as I proceed to slice her chest cavity open. I drop my blade, and proceed to rip through her flesh with my bare hands, reaching my hand into her chest cavity, and pulling out her heart. I bring her heart to my lips, and bite into it, my sharp teeth ripping out a huge chunk of her heart chamber. I devour her heart in it's entirety.

Wiping her blood from my mouth with the black fabric wrapped around my right hand, I rise to my feet, my midnight-blue eyes focused on her now lifeless body, her pink phone in my hand. "Farewell.", I whisper to her, as I wrap the black fabric around my Japanese Machete, unwrapping it from around my hand in the process, slipping my now bloody, yet, covered blade beneath the back of my shirt.

I shifted into my King cheetah, Leopard hybrid form, and in one, swift move, I leapt down from the roof of the building, my claws digging into the concrete, as I essentially slid down the walls of the building. I landed gracefully on my feet, once I was at the bottom of the building. I took off at top speed, disappearing into the night, my body covered in blood...