Every time i turn a corner i expect a monster to be lurking there, waiting for the kill, waiting for me. What i didn't expect today was to run into Mustang on the way to the cafeteria. I also didn't expect him to look as tired and frazzled as he did.

"Oh, Edward! I was just looking for you. We need to talk." He grabs my arm and starts hauling me toward his office, back towards the questioning gazes and pitiful stares. I dig my heels into the carpet as he opens the door, I don't want to go through the room.

"Ed?" I shake my head at him, silently asking for him to not draw attention to us. He opens his mouth to speak again.

I rip my arm from his grasp, and stumble back into the wall. Can't he see? Can't he see i don't want their eyes on me? Their eyes are on me now, Riza, Havocs, the receptionist down the hall, Breda, Falman. I turn to run, but i see Hughes at the end of the hall, watching me with weary eyes, as if i'm some spooked animal. Well . . . i guess i am. I slide against the wall trying, turning to go the other direction. But, alas, Armstrong i now there, waiting for me.

"Ed? " Mustang is approaching me slowly. " I just want to speak with you a moment. That's it nothing more."

I shrink against the wall. Yeah Right! He wants to hurt me , he's trapping me, he thinks i'm dangerous. I start to hyperventalate.

"Calm down Ed. There's nothing frightening here."

Hughes and Armstrong are coming closer now. I can feel the air disappearing, yet i'm still able to breath.

I rear my head and look into his sensible eyes with my crazed ones. "Get away, back up, to close, stop. Worthless." I repeat this over and over until he takes a step back. His eyes widening. "Ed?"

A FLASH IF RED

I can't breathe! Blood.

My neck is open, blooming like a flower. Like last night.

Mustang is shouting, but i stand there, looking at my hand in fascination. Blood.

Mustang is looking at me now.

"Sir." Hawwleye quickly brings his attention to the fact that i'm not dying, just standing there.

"EDWARD? WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON?!"

I stand there looking at him, he looks a t me. Another flash of red am im bloodless.

I look at my clean, white hand.

"Oh no." I quickly shed my shirt and turn my head frantically this way and that trying to look.

"Ed? What are you doing?"

Time Freezes.

I stop breathing.

For there, on the lower left portion of my back, is the oroborous.

"Ed?" Mustang takes a step forward. . .

"STOP!" I yell. "DON'T COME ANY CLOSER!"

Everyone freezes.

I hesitatingly clap my hands together. And press them against the wall. Nothing.

"Oh God. . ."

"Edward? What's wrong." Hughes takes a step towards me, I take a step back.

"Homonculous."

Everyone freezes when they here that, like someones suddenly turned them to stone.

"Where?" Riza asks, with a commanding tone in her voice. Drawing her pistol and scanning the hallway.

"Me."

Cant really decide if i wanna continue this or not. It's kinda starting to bore me. If you want me to continue, comment and tell me or something.