"YOU FUCKING USELESS SON OF A BITCH!" My eyes snapped open as a fist collided with my already bruised stomach, coughing as the air was forced violently out of my lungs. Taking a few deep breaths I looked up at my father, no the man I used to consider my father is long gone and now all that's left is this demon wearing my father's skin.
Another fist collided with the side of my head and I fought the urge to throw up the bile that raised in my throat my already concussed head pounding in time with my rapid heartbeat. "YOU STUPID ASSHOLE YOU'RE SO USELESS, GET YOUR FAT LAZY ASS OUT OF THIS BED AND MAKE ME MY BREAKFAST AND GET YOUR DUMBASS TO SCHOOL."
I didn't respond, I never did, he didn't like it when I talked I just got beaten more. Standing up on shaky legs I made my way out of what used to my room but now felt more like my prison. Walking down the stairs I made my way into the once clean kitchen. I pulled up my sleeves and looked at my one flesh arm and one metal arm. On my flesh arm there was a multitude of bruises and cuts, some were even self-inflicted.
Sighing I grabbed some bacon and toast and started cooking up his breakfast my tummy rumbling at the smell of frying bacon, I frowned not remembering the last time I actually had a decent meal. Taking the cooked meal to the lounge room I held the plate out to him, eyes down cast not looking at him, he took the plate a placed a well-aimed kick on my chest straining my ribs that had only just started healing.
Coughing I was shocked to find blood on my palm, damn it that's not good. "You deserve everything you're getting now get out of my sight before I change my mind." Nodding I ran upstairs and changed into my clothes into my usual tight leather pants and usual red jacket with the flamel cross on the back. I looked into my cracked mirror and plated my long blonde hair down my back I looked at the bruise forming on my left temple and made a mental note to keep my fringe covering it.
Pulling on my black combat boots I walked down stairs and left the house without so much as a glance from Hohenheim, sighing in relief I made my way to school knowing that with how bad things were at home at least I had school to look forward to. Sure I never handed in my homework because the bullies always stole it but was I am a prodigy and smart enough to be in university at the age of 15.
It was a hot summer day and I hated the fact I had to always wear many of layers of clothing not only to hide the bruises and scars but also his metal limbs.
When I was younger I had gotten into a car crash that had claimed the lives of my mother and younger brother and had cost me two of my limbs. I had under gone automail surgery soon afterwards with the help of Granny Pinnako and Winry.
A block from school another coughing fit overcame me and I saw more spots of crimson blood on my white gloves. Pulling them off me, I grabbed one of my spare pairs. Ok this was bad, sighing I continued on my way to school. Arriving at the school gates I saw the group of jocks standing there ready to take my homework from me; they were in the 10th grade but were only passing by stealing work from. I had contemplated many times to simply not do it or get the answers wrong deliberately but the few times I had tried that it didn't end well for me.
Silently I walked up to them and handed the leader the paper on Romeo and Juliet that was due, I doubt these guys could ever understand the intricate workings of Shakespeare. I continued walking ignoring the names they called me. I heard the warning bell ring and I rushed into the school building and hurried to my locker grabbing my books for the first class, English. I knew that I would get a detention for not having the work and would be late home; the bastard hated it when he was late and the beatings were always worse.
Entering the class room I noticed I was one of the first ones there and took I seat in the back corner. The rest of the class and the teacher, Roy Mustang followed a few minutes later. I sunk low in my seat when he came around to collect the paper after calling the role.
"Ah Edward Elric let me guess your dog ate it or was it abducted by aliens this time?" Mustang said looking down at me a sneer on my face, I grimaced he had a point my excuses were becoming a bit farfetched. I looked up and met him in the eyes and gave him a cocky grin to hide just how worried I was about what would happen. "Actually you see on my way to school today I was reading over it, you know checking for errors when this big gust of wind came and swiped it out of my hands and it was just wrong." I knew it was bull shit, he knew it was bullshit. He sighed and pulled his hand through midnight black hair. "Look Ed, I've given you all the chances I can but you're going to have to stay behind afterschool today." I nodded in defeat.
I tuned out for the rest of class not paying attention and never being called onto answer and questions, I thought back to when all this happened.
After the accident it was just me and my father, he was sad I was sad but at least we still had each other we would always say, after I got better after my surgery and returned to school I was a straight A's student always punctual always handing in my homework but then the jocks started stealing it but that was ok, I could deal with it because at least my father was understanding.
Then one night about a year ago he came home from work late and I could smell alcohol on him, he started yelling at me calling me useless, then he hit me, after that he kept getting worse and worse til what it was like this morning, but sometimes when I looked into his eyes I could have sworn that they were pitch black…
The bell rang then and snapped me out of my day dream and I hurried out of the class room unaware of the teachers gaze on my back, black eyes filled with concern.
The rest of the day passed too quickly for my liking and before I knew it the bell range signalling the end of fourth period. Sighing I stood up from my desk and made my way to my locker. After grabbing my back and making sure I had all my homework I made my way to Mustangs office.
Knocking on his door I heard him call out for me to come in. Pausing for a moment so I could slip my mask into place I opened the door to his familiar office having had many detentions here before.
I made my way over to the desk and chair he had set up for when he held detentions. Sitting down I looked at him, waiting for him to say something. "Ed, we need to talk and I need you to know that you can tell me anything." I looked at him in shock and saw only worry and concern written on his face. Making sure my sleeves covered my arms I hesitantly nodded.
Mustang smiled at me in what I supposed was a reassuring way. "Edward what I want to know is why you went from one on my best students to the worse in pretty much a week." I blinked my mind blank of any possible excuse to get out if this. Panicking I did the only thing a teenager could do in this situation and shrugged. I knew that I couldn't tell him the truth. Dad would find out and the beatings would only be so much worse.
Mustang glared at me than sighed, I saw him reach forward and for a moment a panicked thinking he would hit me and flinched away from his hand, I saw him pull it back hesitantly after that and I sighed with relief before blushing furiously with embarrassment.
"Ed please tell me what's wrong, look I know I may act like a bastard but you can trust me." Mustang said in a pleading tone. I contemplated telling him everything but I knew that if Dad found out he would probably kill me. I shook my head and refused to look at him. "Look Ed I don't want to do this but if you don't tell me what is going on I have to call your father."
My heart stopped and my breathing increased, if Mustang called my dad he would be pissed and I would get the beating of my life. "NO… PLEASE don't, look I'll do the stupid paper tonight and give it to you tomorrow just please don't tell father." I know I sounded pathetic but I knew that I couldn't deal with that sort of beating what with the whole coughing up blood thing. "I'm sorry but I've given you plenty of chances in the past but this is the last straw your father needs to be contacted it's school protocol because you are about to fail English. "
I said nothing and started coughing again, and sure enough there were the fast becoming familiar spots of red on my gloves. Quickly wiping my mouth I hid my hand but I could tell by the look of shock on the teachers face that he saw, grabbing my bag I all but ran from the office and ignored Mustangs calls to come back.
I ran out of the school building and tried to get home before dad was called and before it was too late, he hated tardiness above all else. Arriving home I opened the front door and tried to close it softly.
Turning around slowly I felt a large hand grab me around the throat and lift my small body from the ground and forced me into the wall. I struggled to breath around the large hand. "What the fuck do you think you are doing?" he growled into my ear. "First I find out you are fucking failing English but then you go and cough up blood in front of your teacher, YOU ARE FUCKING USELESS, WHORE." His hand tightened around my neck even more and I saw darkness on the edges of my vision but before I could pass out he realised me and I crumpled to the floor struggling to breath in life giving oxygen.
Hohenheim placed is foot on my rib cage and applied pressure; gasping out in pain I felt and heard a couple of ribs snap screaming out in pain a glop of blood flew from my mouth and splatted on my father's pants leg, I heard him growled menacingly and saw a pair of black almost demonic eyes look out me instead of the usual soft gold ones, I saw his fist ready to strike and a crashing blow was delivered to my already bruised temple and then the darkness welcomed me with open arms.
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I hung up the phone after a rather confusing conversation with Van Hohenheim, I had met the man on numerous occasions and he was nothing but loving and caring towards his last living family member, so when I had told him of my concern for Edward I had expected him to be concerned like I was but instead he was angry and had called Ed some very unpleasant things. I frowned, such a sudden change of character, it couldn't possibly be a… I shook my head no there wouldn't be one here. I couldn't get the thought out of my head and new it was better to be safe than sorry.
I pulled out my phone and flipped through to a contact I hadn't spoken too in a long time, he owed me a favour and I knew he would be able to handle something like this.
I called the number and listened to it ring a few times before it was answered. "Hello Dean speaking how did you get this number?" I struggled to sniffle a laugh same old Dean.
"Dean, its Roy Mustang you remember me right?"
"Roy? Haven't heard from you since that incident how you've been man?"
"I've been good considering but I didn't call to catch up, remember how when we parted you said you owed me a favour?" I knew this was a long shot but I really hoped he would come.
"Yea I do, what's wrong?"
I sighed in relief. "Yea there's something wrong, I'm not entirely sure what but I need you to come here as fast as you can, I have a really bad feeling."
"Ok Roy we are about a day's drives from where you are and should be there around this time tomorrow, just be safe and don't pry too much."
He hung up and sighed wondering if I'd done the right thing, shaking my head to clear it I closed my cell and turned to pack up my office and noticed that Ed had dropped a couple of papers out of his bag. I picked them up and had a look over them and saw that it was a half completed copy of the homework that was due today.
I read it and saw how familiar it was, frowning I ruffled through the other students work and found one that was exactly the same as Ed's I looked and saw that it belonged to Jean Havoc the schools lead quarterback. He wasn't the smartest person and there was no way someone like Ed would copy from him, I looked back and saw that whenever Havoc handed something Ed wouldn't but when Ed did Havoc wouldn't, I could have slapped myself how had I not noticed this sooner?
Tomorrow I was going to have a very long talk with those two, but for now I'm heading home and mark the papers I had gotten today and prepare what I would tell the Winchester boys when they arrived tomorrow.
Ok so that was the first chapter of my new story, I really hoped that you enjoyed it.
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