Automail

The rain pounded down on the quiet battlefield sounding like a forever beating drum, bombs fell on the horizon to the north, sounding like the thunder that never ended. Every now and then a soldier would be spotted running down a road or through some debris. Amongst the debris a soldier tries to get up but fell at the sudden pain in his right leg, when he looked back at it, it was under a broken wall, he tried to call for help but his cries could not be heard over the rain and distant bombs, the soldier laid his head down in the mud and wished someone would help him or wished he was dead.

"Check that pile!" The sound of people yelling filled the soldier's ears; he looked up to see a military truck driving his way.

"Help! Help me please!!" One of the other soldiers heard him and ran over to him.

"What happened to you Havoc?!" Havoc looked up at the young soldier and wiped away some of the mud from his face, luckily for him they were from the same side as him.

"A bomb landed here and the wall fell on me!" The young soldier tried to help him but was stopped by the officer in charge of the squad.

"Don't, he won't last much longer." Havoc looked up at him with a shocked/sad look on his face. He watched the soldiers in the back of the truck drive by him then away; his heart sank knowing no one would save him from the cold rocks and mud. He could feel himself sinking in the mud as the rain fell harder, he cried out one last time before giving up on hope and life.

A small boy and a suit of armor came running down the road and stopped by the fallen soldier. "Havoc can you hear me!?" The boy clapped and a flash of blue light filled the air, Havoc felt something sharp digging into his leg, "Hold on! We'll get you out of there!" Once Havoc's leg was free from the rock he felt something shoving its way under his chest and abdomen, he was lifted up and felt the cold armor on his side and felt something squishing his leg, and then he blacked out.

"Brother he blacked out!" The small boy looked back at the suit of armor and the soldier.

"Then we better get moving." The two took off running. Water puddles and mud holes splashed under them and covered their feet, legs, and their backs. They ran down a small trail and jumped over some fallen trees that lay across the trail, they turned right after awhile leading them east. They made it to a small town that was closer then they thought. It was their home town. The boy jumped onto the suit of armor and pointed at a yellow house, "There! Go to that house!" The armor kicked it into high gear and ran as fast as it could, leaving the small boy holding on for life. When they made it to the house the boy jumped off and pounded on the door.

"Granny! Winry! Open the door, please!" Foot steps made their way to the door; the door flew open reviling a young girl with blond hair tied into a ponytail except for two strands that hung down from the sides of her face.

"Ed what are you doing? Do you know what time it is?" Ed shoved his way past the girl and over to the couch.

"Al lay him down right here!" A small old lady walked down the stairs and looked over at the two boys.

"Ed, Al what are…," Then she spotted the soldier on the couch, "Oh my, Winry get some bandages and water!" Winry did as she was told and retrieved all the items, Granny took the stuff from her and cleaned Havoc's leg then wrapped it up. The room was quiet for a long period of time until Winry couldn't take it any longer.

"Ed what happened to him!? How did he loose his leg!?" Ed tried to forget the sites he saw on the battlefield but it was so hard. Winry yelled at him again, he looked at her with a miserable/sad look on his face.

"Sorry, what did you say?" Winry slapped Ed across the face then walked over to Jean; she placed a wet rag on his forehead. Jean moaned a little at the sudden coldness he felt, Al sat in a corner and watched the others try to help the soldier. Ed placed a hand on his cheek and looked at Winry, "What was that for?!" Winry turned to look at him.

"Ed I asked you a question and you weren't lessoning to me!" Granny brought a blanket into the room and laid it on Jean.

"I'm sorry! Now can I hear what you were asking?" Winry pulled her hair back into a pony tail and shook her head.

"How did he loose his leg?" She asked one last time, Ed didn't want to answer her but he did and when Granny and Winry heard way they wish they didn't ask. "Are you serious? Ed… I'm sorry I asked." She then turned and walked away. Granny and the others watched her go into the other room, Al was going to go and get her but Ed stopped him.

"Don't Al, leave her alone." Winry lost her parents in a war, and she knew that Jean was a friend to other soldiers and a son to two lucky people; she knew it wasn't fun to lose anyone in your life. Jean moaned again and removed the rag, he looked around the room and saw blood on Al and Granny, no one noticed him moving, Al felt really bad about bringing Havoc here and that him and Ed ran through the war to get there, all the things he saw and heard, the sound of guns, bombs, cannons, and cries for help. The site of carcasses, blood, people dyeing, guns, bullet shells, and soldiers suffering. Havoc dropped the rag on the floor witch made a squishing sound in the silent room, everyone turned to see him trying to sit up. "Havoc don't! You'll hurt-" Ed didn't say it fast enough. Havoc sat up and felt the pain jet its way up and through out his whole inter body; he fell back down on the couch and grabbed his leg.

"Aaaaaggggghhhh" He was trying to hide the pain but it was written all over his face. Winry ran back in and over to him.

"Are you alright?" She asked trying to remain calm.

"WHAT DO YOU THINK!!" Havoc yelled at her, Winry jumped back at his anger, Ed was about to jump out of his seat but stopped when Winry stepped closer to Havoc.

"You don't have to yell." She touched the end of his leg hard enough to hurt him but soft enough so it didn't start bleeding again. Once again Havoc yelled out in pain.