Driven - Black Haiyate

Disclaimer - I do not own FMA or any of it's characters. :P

Warnings - None.. yet. )

The sun cast a bronze glow on the city. They were back in Central. Being his commanding officer, Mustang had dropped the boy off at the hospital, unsure of his condition. After receiving word from the doctor, Hawkeye left with the Colonel, back to Headquarters.

"Well. Seems as though Fullmetal will get that time off he's been wanting." Mustang chimed in.

Hawkeye sighed. "To say such things, Sir. We don't even know what happened to him." Even she knew somewhere in the Colonel's mind, he was thinking of Edward. Both in a negative and positive way. He had one less pain to worry about, and one less pawn to do his bidding.

Something wet and cold was laid out on his forehead, he knew it was the nurse changing the cold pad on his forehead in hour intervals to keep any fever at bay. That wasn't what bothered him, it was actually quite soothing. The light from the window shone in painful rays of yellow and white, reaching him even through closed eyes. That was what he wished would go away. Edward pulled on the cloth so it also covered his eyes, blocking out the sun. The monitor beside him beeped along with each of his slow and steady heartbeats, he kept his mind on that, while trying to remember the day before.

His thoughts kept wandering to East City, its streets, who he was with, where he was going. Then, a bitter spark of realization hit him. Al..? He only groaned what could have been made out to sound like the name of his brother. The younger Elric brother hadn't been seen since a few days ago, or before all this happened. He was getting ahead of himself, Alphonse was probably still in Central, but then why hasn't he come to check on Edward? Edward remember the last time he saw his brother. Yesterday for sure, in the morning. It was a week after he had gotten his body back..

Edward then fell into a chain reaction of memories that ripped through him, his body growing numb. As his heart rate increased, so did the beeping on the monitor next to him.

Claws or talon-like nails ripped his shirt and chest, and a dark figure grinned as he held a struggling Alphonse in his grip.

The pounding in his chest increased..

Another dragged him into the alley near them, unable to make out anything, including where Alphonse was dragged off to.

He just wanted to get back to reality, to feel the freezing bite of the cold pad on his face, or the light as it came in through the window shades, dissolving before it hit the floor. Although another part of him needed this. Within all this un comfort was the memory of last night.

A stone was forced down his throat, it tasted of iron and cherries, and it filled him with a pain and power that would conflict within his body long enough for Alphonse to be long gone, and someone held him, one hand behind his neck, and another gripped his shoulder. It felt like too many people trying to grab him at once, although it was probably only one set of hands, and he was unable to move or say anything as that same being spoke to him quietly.

A long pause in the noise beside him followed, the machine itself almost sounded amused. Edward could hear a voice somewhere on the outside of his illusion, perhaps a nurse? Was something happening? He felt fine, almost.. serene. Although he was unable to feel at this point, and could overlook such a problem as his heart stopping, pausing. If that was the case, why wasn't he dead? Still, he heard that alarmed woman's voice.

Mr. Elric?


Nyah Nyah Nyah

- Okay so this is kind of rushed, so... sorry if it kind of.. well.. sucks, and it's too short. D: I realized more than a week had gone past since my first chapter and well... I just wanted to get it out there. Next chapter will be better and up very soon! . Any delay in chapters I blame on School, writers block, or, well... WoW. :D Thanks to any of you who are keeping up with the story! 33333 -BH