Whoo hoo! Another chapter!
Who knows..But it is coming to a conclusion, even I dread. Yes I know. 'But you're the author! You can change it!' Sadly, the ending is coming soon..
And the ending may not entice you all. But that's the bad side of being a writer. You have to write endings you don't wanna. Ah well...Good luck with the reading!
Disclaimer: QUIT ASKING ME! Jebus, if I owned it, Envy would be the ruler of the World, Edward would be turned into a girl, Alphonse would be an alien from another planet, and Winry would bear Envy's child!
Chapter 4: Affectus
The dark figure continued to move towards the home. His eyes glistened, as the moment of truth was coming. His eyes glowered with resolve.
And if he failed..well. Then he would've failed saving the person he cared for. And that in itself would be..heartbreaking.
But it had to be done. And unless this Homunculi held her dear to his heart, he doubted the woman was in Heaven. Probably a human manifestation of Hell, or at least the personification of it.
Oh so he believed. Slowly, his hand move along the door. Then, sensing it's weak spot, he moved his foot towards the middle. The door creaked, and moaned, finally breaking into little splinters gliding across the floor.
Crimson eyes then stared. Nothing. No one appeared to be home...And as he walked further in, he took in his surroundings...
That is, until a well placed kick sent him flying backwards, and into the trunk of a tree.
"Don't ya know it's rude to knock down a guy's door? How many more times do I have to kill ya, just to get you to leave me along Gre-" Envy stormed out of the house, and stared intently at the man getting up from the strong kick. His eyes glistened with amusement.
"We have an..unwanted guest it seems..Time to teach the punk a lesson." He cracked his knuckles, and worked the kinks out of his neck; then, a green light engulfed his hand.
But before the green light could finish, the man had gotten up, and roundhouse kicked the sin in the face. In less dire circumstances, the kick would've fell to deaf ears..
...But this kid wasn't just any normal kid. And the strength in his kick alone sent Envy flying into the wall. His body thumped, and slid down slowly. Without a moment's notice, Envy got right back up, and ran straight for the boy, his hand transformed into a slender blade. He lunged with it at his enemy, but somehow, it fell short...
And clashed with what seemed to be, a sword covered in dripping blood..His eyes perked up, gazing at it. Then Envy pushed the blade towards his enemies face. The man fixed his gaze on the weapons, and used his own blade to push back Envy's.
Then suddenly, Envy crouched, the blade missing him by a few inches, and lunged, slashing the blade across the man's stomach, and when the man had flipped backwards, used this to rush him, and lodge his knee into the boy's gut. Envy, convinced he'd gotten his opponent, looked smug..
"Might as well ask," Envy murmured, grinning triumphantly. "Kid. Name yourself. I at least like to know my victims names before they die." The boy looked up and smiled...almost -too- confidently...
"...My name. You can call me..Lance. " The boy, deemed Lance, then looked on as the blade came at his form. He used the sword, dripping of blood, the parry the strike elegantly. Then, began to push back against Envy's, the smell of freshly spilt blood enflaring both their nostrils.
"How...!? No matter. You'll die soon enough.." The Homunculi responded, still having complete control of the boy's stomach. That was until Lance brought a fist up to strike Envy in the face. Hesitation entered the fray for only a moment, and Lance took it to pummel the same fist into Envy's stomach, followed by a quick kick to the face. Blood spilled out from Envy's mouth, and he then countered with a slice towards the boy's arm.
Lance moved away, and used his own blood, in a form of the blade he used earlier, to cut right through Envy's stomach. The cut began to bleed, yet Envy continued to smirk. "Killing me is an impossibility."
The Homunculi dared speak, spitting out some more blood.
"Yet, you're still killable. By destroying the Red stone inside of your chest." It was Lance's turn to smirk. Envy sort of looked like he seen a ghost...but then lunged forward once more, attempting another Strike. And when Lance sidestepped, he spun around, and landed a heel kick to his chin. Blood began to pool at each of their feet..
And as the battle raged on, each not giving up, blades clashed, and blood was spilled. But it continued on, never ceasing.
"Im going to KILL you!" Envy rushed once more, slicing the blade vertically across. The sound of blood spilling, and shirt tearing amused him, till Lance's blade sliced through Envy's and cut diagonally across his chest. The pool of blood began to fill up even more.
The two combatants continued to wage the dance of war, each blow landing with a sickening slash, or punch. Lance slashed now, furiously at Envy, hitting him directly in the shoulder, while Envy's blade met with little resistance as it sliced down the boy's face.
Lance moved his head forward, spinning rapidly; his head collided with Envy's, momentarily stunning the Homunculus, and spun around, roundhouse kicking him in the chest. This move alone made Lance fall back onto the tree, while Envy stumbled back a little, before rushing in for a slash right above his temple. The blade collided with a tree trunk.
Lance shoved his blade into Envy's abdomen, and sliced vertically, before pulling back. Envy screeched in pain, and angrily slammed his fist against Lance's cheek bone. He felt the cracking of bones, and moved in for a nicely placed elbow to the chin. Lance caught the elbow, and sliced downwards, though the blade was caught by Envy's other hand. He moved then, to knee Lance in the stomach, and once he heard ribs breaking, he looked on with a satisfied look..Until Lance came back with his other hand, and landed a fierce punch to Envy's temple. That alone sent him stumbling back, and then rushing forward. Lance ducked down, and rolled away, then slashed at Envy's backside.
Blood spilled down his backside, and quickly he spun around, hitting his back hand against the boy's temple. This sent him flying and crashing into the home. At this, Envy lunged inward, grabbing the boy's temple. Then plunged his blade deep into the boy's stomach.
Lance screamed in agony, but refused to give in, and kicked Envy squarely in the face. This sent him back a few steps pulling out the sword, while Lance took the moment, and inflicted a large wound in the Sin's left arm. Blood flowed freely about, and spilled on the floor continuously.
Then both moved towards one another, blades clashing in a flurry of blows. To outsiders, the scene would seem like a death sentence. If Lance came out the winner, he'd surely die from internal injuries.
And if Envy won, he'd need at least a month to recuperate. Either way, neither gave up. They continued on fighting like this, and blood soon began to fill the home up, like a pool. For hours on end, they continued to fight, and the blood continued to spill dangerously below.
In the moments following their fight, however, would prove to be nothing compared to the hours they were fighting.
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Eyes gazed on as the fight continued; blue eyes looked almost with concern at the boy trying, fruitlessly, to defeat her captor..
And yet, her mind cheered for him. He was strong – stronger than Edward, that was for sure. He could've gave all of his life, and couldn't have harmed Envy as much as the boy before her.
Winry then prayed for the boy to win. To kill the unkillable. To destroy, the indestructible. And if he succeeded – she prayed, hoped, and believed he would! -- then she would be..free.
Her body had belonged to the vile disgusting Homunculi, and she knew the times with him, would have most likely infected her. Not with any of those..diseases, but infested her with his very essence taunting her with it's existence. Then keeping hold of it, even when she had somehow gotten someone to wash it clean...
The guilt would never wash away. Tears threatened to fall, for even if the boy won, she'd be lost...to the world. Nothing could stop the waterfall of tears...there was still hope. Vague hope..But even so, she could never have a moment to herself. Envy's face was plastered in her mind, as well as Alphonse's.
She could never look at Al again, without seeing...the version of him..straddling right above her, then...ripping her body into pieces, in the dance of procreation..
From the stairs, she continued to watch in horror..Envy was slowly gaining the upper hand once more. She couldn't believe it...He was winning, even with all the injuries sustained, and if he lived, she'd have to tend to his injuries...
Whether she liked it or not. "I guess this is my cue.." She nodded, knowing exactly what to do. Even if it would rip her apart inside, it would save this man...At least until Envy plucked her off of his sword, and threw her aside to finish the boy. However...what she did NOT know, was it would bring about the end...of more than just her life.
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"GODDAMMIT! That kid pisses me off!" Yelled a rather angry little chibi. His eyes glinted with hatred, and his body – torn clothes, ruffled up hair, and about one hundred bruises, adorning his body – made up the usually quite content, now VERY pissed off, Edward Elric.
Alphonse however, had it much better. Only little scratches here and there on his armor..And this went unnoticed by Edward, who, prior to getting down, hit his brother in the head with a very large Wrench, he transmuted his arm into.
Golden orbs then looked on, and nostrils flared. The smell of blood entered both brother's senses. Edward looked over to his brother, and so did Al. Both of them exchanged looks of disbelief..And they began to run. And run they did, straight to the source. Blood dripped from the tree, and lowered itself down into the pool now at their feet. Both stepped past the blood, and watched on, as the guy before fought with Envy.
And he was losing. Both had immense, and almost irreparable injuries, though Envy's could be, give or take a few months or a year. But the kid was definitely in trouble. But before Edward could intervene, he saw Winry atop the stairs. Motioning to his brother, both slid across the wall, and moved towards Winry.
Winry looked to them and smiled. "Ed! And A-Al." She said both boy's names outloud, though Al's was spoken somewhat..broken. She went to hug Edward, keeping her eyes off of Al. Al, in turn, blinked a few times. "Winry!" He moved to hug her, but was a little taken aback and hurt, when she backed away. He eyes gazed to the ground.
"Winry? What's the matter?" She refused to gaze up for a moments, then smiled brightly. "Oh it's nothing. I'm just glad to see you both. At least, one last time.
Envy had been too preoccupied with the battle, and the continuing flow of blood to care about the Elric's. However, as a blow sent him flying into the wall next to the brothers, he turned to stare at them, before turning his attention back to the battle. He spoke only a few words..
"You're not gonna leave this place ALIVE. No one is." Then flew back into the battle, landing a swift kick to Lance's stomach..
"Hey! Kid! Watch out! I'll come in and help you!" He nodded, moving his metallic arm into a slender blade – that is until said kid looked to him. "Stay back. Get Winry out of here. I'll hold him off. After that, my life will have no purpose, and I will have succeeded. Then you can come back..and..finish him off.." He nodded, landing a hard punch to Envy's face. "Now go! Get out of here!" He pointed to the door.
Edward nodded, and grabbed Winry by the hand, and went as fast as they could down the stairs..Once they were close, Envy threw the boy into the wall. His eyes glistened with acceptance.
"I can't wait to see you rot in Hell.." He turned his attention focused on the boy. Then lunged his sword towards Lance's heart.
His eyes widened a little, a first for the Homunculus..instead of killing the boy as he intended...he had hit the one thing he had hoped he'd never hit.
Winry Rockbell. Instead of standing their and watching..she had moved in between the two. The blade had been on it's way to the heart...and instead of hitting it's intended target, it hit her square in the chest. She smiled at Envy's blade, a coughing sound so heart-racking, it felt as though she'd cough up her heart.
But there wasn't exactly much left after what happened to it, now was there? "I ..want to say a few...last words..Th-thank you, B-boy. F-for saving me...And Edward...I-I'll always love you. I just w-wish things hadn't..." She coughed up quite a bit more love. "Turned out this way..." Her gazed moved on, as the coughs began to become violent, and rash.
"And Envy...the last words I'm going to say to you...I-I...Hate you. I hate you with all of my heart...and all of my being." With those last few words, he coughing ceased. And, as he pulled back the blade, Envy stood still.
He thought he'd be perfectly fine. People die all the time. Death comes naturally, or prematurely, to them. But her death was..different. Her death had actually shook his form. He stumbled back a little, and watched as her body slid to the floor.
She shouldn't have mattered. No. He wouldn't believe it. She couldn't have mattered..But...despite his protests...she had. It baffled him...
His eyes stared on. No tears shed..But he felt, if he had a heart..it might've sunken even deeper into the abyss. Lance had stared, but moved to finish Envy off. The Homunculi saw this, and, through his anger, slashed the boy's torso in half.
Edward backed away..tears stung his eyes, as the lifeless body of his childhood friend – no, that was not it – his lover was laying down, in a pool of blood...dead.
Alphonse looked on helplessly, and both cried openly. Envy continued to stare. He liked to look of blood...and even commented how it looked good on her. But now, he mused...
He found it disgusting. Inside, a volcano raged. And Raged it did, turmoil filling his entire being. Edward and Alphonse both glared at the Homunculi. Now was the time to avenge her Death...
But instead, found him gone. Like the wind, he had fled from the sight. Relieved, they picked up the body of Winry Rockbell, and slowly moved out of the woods. Picking up the lifeless torso of Lance as well, both moved from the house, and towards the town. There was going to be two funerals tomorrow.
And neither was going to be a happy funeral.
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So how'd you like it? Good? Bad? Review! And..Winry's death was...necessary. The final chapter is going to be the Epilogue to it all. So, do not fear! One more chapter..and Envy will return. Yay for...sad endings! Ah well...If ya'll don't like the ending, I'm sorry. And I apologize! But till next time! Tata..