Roy Mustang flinched away, but didn't complain as the old woman Pinako Rockbell lightly ran a cloth over his injured cheek. He tried to move the fingers on his right hand, but they refused to work, and it hurt to try. His hand was bandaged up heavily. It had been cut up very badly by a homunculus. He could remember slightly what had happened.
Roy was out on a walk, getting fresh air after being stuck for hours in the office. It was an unhappy job, having a desk job. But he preferred it sometimes, getting away from the big wars and such. But he often forgot about his paper work, getting obsessed in other stuff. He was just tired of doing papers right now.
The sky was bright and welcoming, calling Roy to just be little lazy for now. The colonel fixed his coat over his shoulders and continued on. Despite how warm it was, military men often wore coats over their uniform out of office.
A strange sound like shifting rocks came from nearby. He looked toward it and gasped when a monstrous man came out of no-where. Bulky and fierce looking, his hair fell out all around him and he bared sharp teeth at Roy.
"Roy Mustang… Fury kill Roy Mustang!" the thing yelled and launched at Roy.
Mustang jumped out of the way just in time. He pulled his hands out of his pocket and held up his right hand which had a flint cloth glove on it. He looked over the man and spotted something he wished he'd never seen. The oraborus tattoo.
Homunculus, Roy thought angrily.
He flicked his fingers and created a spark, which he turned into a full flame with the alchemy symbol on the back of his glove. It set the homunculus named Fury on fire. Fury screamed in anger and launched at Roy again.
He tried to dodge again, but Fury suddenly raked his clawed hands over Roy's side. Roy cried out and stumbled away. At that moment, he tried to flick his fingers to make another fire, but the homunculus bit his hand and ripped the glove right off. Roy stumbled away.
"Damn, he ripped my glove…" he mumbled, tearing the remains of the glove off his hand. He reached into a pocket for another.
Fury ran a claw over Roy's cheek, sending him reeling away again. Roy slid a distance and stood up again. He quickly pulled on another glove and flicked his fingers.
Fury burst in flames again, but again he shook them off. He launched forward again. It became struggle between the two. Roy lost track of time as he accumulated quite a few injuries. And then he was out of gloves that he carried on his person. His hand could barely move. He crashed to the ground, panting hard. His neck hardly wanted to move, but he forced himself to look at Fury. The homunculus was only slightly injured. Roy suddenly passed out.
The old woman, Pinako, had listened to what Roy told her despite not liking the military's dogs a whole lot. But there was one thing she couldn't refuse, a man in need of medical help dying on her door step. She had had a doctor look at him, and the doctor had announced that Roy could not be moved from the house for a couple of days. So now Roy was stuck at the Rockbells for a bit.
"I thank you for the help…" Roy mumbled.
"I could never let a man, no matter who he is, die on my door step. It's only right to nurse him back to health and send him back where he came from," Pinako said.
Roy nodded slowly. He looked up when the front door suddenly opened.
"Winry, Granny, we're home!" Edward announced happily, then froze at the sight of Roy Mustang.
Sorry if this wasn't the best chapter, I try my best with creation and battle scenes. Look forward to the scene where Ed and Roy clash