I held my auto-mail hand outstretched towards the ceiling of the room. Al and I were staying the night in the medical room at the military base. At this moment, I found myself listening to the awkward creaks of the settling room while Al was outside the room talking to Mustang about god knows what. Uncaring, I locked myself in this room to tend to my own thoughts. The memories of the old days played back in my head like a movie. The immature voices, the days spent playing and reading. Old visions burned into my memory, shadowing the events of the present. One memory in particular burned into my conscious, the resulting image of our terrible mistake. I bit my lip as the gruesome image haunted my thoughts. My eyes trailed from the ceiling to the point where flesh met metal. "Dammit..." I cursed aloud.
I had already come to the realization that all of this was my fault. The feelings of self-pity had been replaced with angst and anger for what I'd done. I touched my flesh fingertips to the cold metal of my left hand, and felt as the energy transformed the metal of my index finger into a curved blade. Sighing deeply, I brought the offending metal to the flesh of my arm, Ripping tan skin and spilling crimson tears across the now inflamed flesh. I winced, and tilted my head back as tears filled my eyes.
"Brother? Brother are you in there?" I flinched as Al's voice brought me out of my daze.
"Yeah, yeah I'm here don't freak out. " I nagged, and quickly put on my red coat, while walking to open the door. "What is it Al?"
"Well, Mustang has some information about the homunculi.." Al stated awkwardly, a sweat mark forming on his metallic brow.
"Hmph. I'll be right there." I said, annoyed at Mustang's name. Just him being around me got under my skin, and I didn't even know why. Pisses me off. I rolled my eyes and pulled at my sleeve to make sure my arm was covered. I walked into the room and scowled at Mustang's smug face.
"Whatcha smiling about jackass?" I seethed.
"Nothing squirt." He spat back at me. Suprisingly to him, I didn't go into a short rant. I only drew a grim face and glared at him. He made a face of concern and cleared his voice. "We believe that the homunculi are going to be going after scar, and if we can find scar in the area, then we can find the homunculi." I sat there for a moment, thinking.
"So, where do we go?" I questioned.
"Well for now, you stay here. You aren't in the proper...state to fight." I rolled my eyes and crossed my arms.
"Whatever Mustang, I'll find them on my own I guess." I groaned and stomped out of the room.