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Chapter 4

~Nostalgia and Hate~

He hated it. He hated the confined space. The dark, gloomy aura surrounding him. It was suffocating him, and it took all he had not to fall and become part of the unknown. And that was his worst fear at the moment. If he fell here, he wouldn't be able to take his body back. He wouldn't see Al or Winry again.

But he was so weak…

He knew that if he even gave up in the slightest, he would go out like a light. And he certainly didn't want that bastard to do anything that would hurt anybody around him. Hells no.

Against his wishes, the haunting voice echoed around him.

Today's the day~!

Edward's head snapped up. Tired eyes scanned the darkness around him.

"What's there to be so fucking happy about?" The fact that it was happy pissed him off to no end. It was disgusting.

Today's the day I'm going to fuck up your world. And don't you go bitching about how you're going to stop me, because we both know how impossible that'd be.

WHAT? Ed lunged forward instinctively, trying furiously to loosen the binds holding his arm back. His wrist bled onto the rope, and his raw skin stinging. He clenched his teeth tightly as he hissed in pain.

"The hell you are! I'll be making sure you don't do shit!" his voice was hoarse with his earlier tantrums, and he wished so very badly that he didn't sound weak. Even though he felt seriously deprived of energy.

How? You can only hear what I do. You know what? I'm going to let you watch, ok? That way it'll be way more fun for me to break you away.

Ed could hear the smile in his voice. It was being serious.

From now on, you will see as I see. That means you'll see everything as if you were doing it to yourself. Ah, the horror of our little relationship~! Together as one being, your world will shatter like the hope you lost all those years ago.

I only hope you're here long enough to witness this rebellion of mine, Edward.


"Ed, are you awake?" Winry poked her blonde head through the door, blue eyes growing huge with anticipation. Alphonse, who was in the corner, waved her in, a huge, black hand shushing her.

"He's not up yet," Al whispered to the blonde who now stood beside him, "he was tossing all night."

They looked over to the golden haired teen laying before them. "Well, he doesn't seem to be having any trouble now…" Winry poked at the other blonde's cheek. The pale skin was soft, and if she didn't know any better, Winry would have thought that he was dead.

"In fact… he's… smiling." It was true. A small, mischievous smile was on his face. Al stood and took a look.

"You're right! I wonder if he's having a good dream…"


"Stop! Dammit, didn't I tell you to—?" The back of his eyes burned and Edward shut them tight. Everything around him seemed to be growing even darker, and he didn't like it. The growing darkness was closing in, and he had no way to escape it.

Are you ready, Edward? It's time to get this show started~!

Ed opened his golden eyes, and the first thing he saw were his little brother and Winry standing over him. No…


"Oh—hey Ed! Your sleepy ass finally up this time?" Al looked at Winry in disbelief. But he sighed instead of telling her to be nice. I guess the old Winry's back… I wonder if that's a good thing…

Winry flicked Ed on the forehead. "Hey, I'm talking to you!" The sweet tone she used before was replaced by an annoyed one. She reached forward to flick him again and—

Ed's left hand shot out, catching Winry's wrist tightly. A small squeak escaped her lips. What the hell?

Ed slowly sat up, causing Winry to lean back. As Winry was about to speak, his grip tightened on her wrist. "E-Ed, let go! It's starting to hurt!" Winry tried pulling her hand back, but Ed's hand just squeezed tighter. "HEY!"

Ed's head snapped up and Winry's eyes widened. His…his eyes…! Edward's eyes were nothing like what she remembered. They were full of an emotion she'd only seen twice. She would never forget that look.

It was a look of murderous intent so great, that she could feel her heart beat fast and adrenaline start burning through her veins. A look of such uncontrollable fury and madness that it frightened her. She wanted to run far away from Edward—but she was completely immobilized. But the thing that frightened her the most was the color.

Edward's eyes were a blood-red.

"Ah, so you're Winry… Such a rude little bitch." A thick layer of disgust coated his voice and a wide smile broke onto his face.

"Brother!" Ed glanced over to the huge armor and lost complete interest in Winry, and with inhuman strength tossed over to the side.

"Well, what a big pile of regret and pity we have here!" Al ran over to Winry who was picking herself off from the floor, shaking. Ed's eyes followed his every step.

"Brother, what was that for? Winry are you okay?" Winry nodded and they both glanced over to the bed. But it was empty. "Brot—?"

"I hope you can forgive me, but is it all right if I kill you? Pretty please?" Al and Winry turned around to see Ed sitting behind them, a trail of blood where he dragged himself from.

"I just want to see your terror stricken face! Hear you scream! SEE YOU BLEED!" Before the two of them could move, Ed grabbed a scalpel from the stand that always stood next to the window and threw it.

Winry didn't feel anything at first, nor did she feel Al pull her to the side. It wasn't until she felt the blood dripping down her face did her senses come back. With a shaking hand, the light blonde wiped the blood from her cheek.

"Brother, what are you doing?" Al felt extremely frustrated and scared with the whole situation. The armor shook slightly as he went in front of Winry to shield her from any other possible attacks.

"I'm so sorry, but you don't get it, do you?"

What? What's nii-san saying? "W-What do you mean?"

"I hoped you would figure it out by yourself, but you're too simple-minded—just like your brother!" What?

Al froze. He stared hard at Edward as the older sibling tilted his head to the side. The smile hadn't budged since it had appeared, and now it looked as if it were stitched right onto his face.

"Too bad, I'm not giving you any hints at the moment!" Ed giggled like a five year old as Winry shook behind the huge armor.

H-he threw a frigging… if Al hadn't… I-I could've…! Adrenaline burned through her, making her shake harder. Everything inside her told her that she needed to get out of there. Now. But she was frozen there, and she was never more afraid of Ed in her life.

"Now," Ed licked his dry lips, "where shall I start?"


Everything that happened next was a painful blur in Edward Elric's head. His sight was tinted red at the corners, and his heart felt as if it were about to burst from his chest.

She was screaming. She was crying. She was bleeding. Edward hated himself for what was happening, and he had no idea how to stop it.

He—no, it was hurting her. It was hurting Al. Make it stop… The image of Winry was frozen in his mind:

She was trying her best to shield Al's disembodied form. Somehow, It had managed to open Al's chest, and had ripped the chest plate away from the armor. The intentions of this imposter were clear.

He was trying to kill Al.

Ed struggled against the binds holding him to the chair. He needed to do something…! His dark blonde hair stuck to his face, sweat coated his body. His limbs felt slick and gross. Let me free! I need to stop this! Please! I DIDN'T BRING THEM BACK TO WATCH THEM DIE SO FUCKING SOON!

As if by a miracle, the rope around his wrist snapped. Edward let out a cry of triumph mixed with relief as he bent down to untie his leg. The rope came away easily, and he slid off the chair and onto the floor.

His eyes burned, and he felt the darkness around him begin to eat away at his energy. Not yet, bitches, not yet!

"What the hell are you doing?" Edward covered his ears as the voice echoed in the small space around him. I'm coming out, you bastard!

"Your ass is mine, bitch!" Ed yelled out. Suddenly, black human hands sprouted from the ground. They grabbed his bloodied wrist and ankle, and slowly began to sink back into the ground, dragging him with them.

"You're not going anywhere, Edward Elric!"

But he needed to be OUT THERE! Edward gritted his teeth together as he came up with the strength to rip his limbs away from the hands. As soon as his limbs were free, the hands became ashes as new ones sprouted to replace them.

Using his now free hand, Edward reached out into the darkness, hoping to catch something in his grip—anything at all. A gasp escaped his lips when his hand clasped around something and it spoke.

"I'm not letting you out!"

Despite his situation, despite the ghostly hands grabbing at his body, he smiled a look of determination in his face, mixed with anger.

I've got you now.


OOH, Cliff hanger XD! I know, I know, not my best chapter, but at least I uploaded so don't bitch ^_^ Anyways, I finally got some progress! I've g=had a really bad case of writers block, and I'm pissed TT_TT but the next chapter will be better, I promise!