The mechanics eyes were brimming with tears as the eldest humonculi slit the scyth like blade through flesh. The blood ran down, the saltined tears mixing with the dark red liquid. Edward's golden eyes seemed dialate to the size of eggs. Winry's limp body fell to the ground as the ebony haired homunculi Envy began to laugh.
He felt the pain that he had felt long ago when Trisha had died. That unforgetable..That horrible feeling in the pit of his soul.
Edward himself fell to his knee's, his widend eyes now clenching shut as he found himself lost withen the darkend mists of fate. Winry was gone. He had loved her. He had never told her. He was sure she felt the same way as well. The both of them, they never had the heart to tell eachother...They were foolish, and stupid, for not saying those three small words that could make a person feel like they themself, were the world. I love you, was just to hard to say for the both of them.
Why? Why couldn't he save her...It had all hapened so fast...All he had time to do, was cry...Mabey not even that. Envy's laughs were silently fading away as the sound of his footsteps came closer. Edward clenched his eyes shut tighter, trying to shut out the world forever, trying to live within his own mind...
But like many things, his sanity was starting to get ripped away. The golden optics were revealed as the lids of his eyes opened. The world was blurred by tears. Tears that he shed for her...Tears that should not have been spilt, just like her blood.
His white gloves were now soaked with her blood. Too many times...Too many times had blood stained his hands, had he been dancing with death, and the lives of the ones he loved being caried off into the starry deapths of heaven. This would be the last. The last time blood would be spilled because of him...
He felt the tears returning to him as he drew the last of the transmutation circle into the blackend concreate. Vengance...Revenge...His final parting gift to Winry.
As he stood from the concreate, he saw that it was complete. Edward tilted his ed up, towards the warm and dull yellow light of the warehouse. Above this transmutation circle, was another. They were identicle. Symetrical. Exactly the same.
A look of cofidense entered his eyes as the automail arm was covered by the white glove. They had been bleached of blood by Pinako. Pinako, emotionless as ever, had fixed Edwards automail, and bleached the gloves herself. All pictures and reminder of Winry had been packed up, and put into her room. Winry's room, was boarded off..
He starred at the gloves, the sight of her blood returning to his memory. His breathing went quickly to a pant, shuddering at every inhalation of oxygen. He clutched at his own chest. The pain...It was still there. The scar, he felt it re-open itself. It felt like the blackest, darkest, evilest thing he could imagine had broke free of the pit of his soul, and ripped its way into his veins. It felt like it was travelling through his body, destroying every fiber of his being.
He tried to move his hands into his pockets. With much struggling, and many shackings, he did so. He shut his eyes as he walked to the door of the warehouse. Taking his hand from his pocket as he neared the door, he dared not look at it. He dared not to open his eyes and face reality. Not yet. Soon however, he felt the door infront of him. He opend his eyes, and reverted his vision to the breaker.
Upon turning the lights off, he saw the figures in the distance. Lust, and Envy. He hated them so. But thats why he was going to get revenge. Tonight, he was going to kill the Envy...And make Lust watch, just as Envy had made Edward watch him slaughter Winry.
Edward had learned that this is where the humonculi hid out. This is where they conducted there horrid plots, and schemes. Edward hopped that this would teach the humonculi a lesson. Never, to take something away from some one, when they never had it comming. He didn't deserve any more lives to be taken from him. He didn't need it...He couldn't stand it..
He clapped his hands once and his automail arm transmuted, switching to the form of a blade. He cut the wires so that the electricity wouldn't got through when the homunculi went to flip the switch. If the lights were to be turned on, Edwards plan would most likely fail.
The ware house was a three story building with ten or twelve stray boxes towards the back. The floor was made of concreat, and the walls had many wholes in them. Edwards guess was Envy used them for battle practice.
Edward had drawn the transmutation circle in black chalk just in case. It could not be seen with the lights off, and could barely bee seen with them on. He ran carefully back to where he origanally was when he awoke from his nightmare like memories. Edward moved a box infront of him so that he could not be seen if they had a source of light. He sat and waited patiently...