Sorrow of the Phoenix
Chapter 4
Disclaimer- don't own the FMA Characters, I also don't own most of what I type up... XD. Not really... awkward silence erm... okay on with my story.
Authoress Note- Woot I updated, All Hail. Oh well... not that impressive. Oh well lack of school has caused me to write more... I'm working on longer chapters, I swear it. So here I go...
Ed walked carefully down the corridor. He had heard someone had been trying to break into central, but it didn't make sense for Whinry to take off like that. He stepped over one of the chairs that lay scattered on the ground, stumbling as they tugged at his coat. Suddenly he heard a scream, not of fear, but anger. A gun shot echoed through the halls, bolting forward he flew around the corner coming face to face with Whinry.
Her eyes glazed over as the blood flowed down her face. She slumped into his arms, body losing color and warmth. She shook as her breath began to falter, she was dying. Looking above her was Riza, gun still pointed where Whinry had stood.
"You!" Edwards eyes became dark as he summoned his untold rage and anguish into a solid barrier between Hawkeye and himself. "You killed her... Why?" Even if Riza had answered there was little chance Ed would have heard her. His eyes had become cold, and his skin began to take on a blueish hue. Glaring at Whinry's killer he ran forward. He thrust outward with his claw-like fingers and slashed Riza across the throat.
As Riza's body fell to the ground Roy's form appeared behind her. His one good eye opened wide at the sight of his fallen love, "FULLMETAL!" the socket behind the patch suddenly burned, he looked upon Edward in a new light, seeing beyond him, into what he had become. His gloves produced the immense flames as his eye willed it. Engulfing the bodies of both Riza and Whinry.
Roy jumped back, through the fire, sending another jet of flame to meet Ed. There was only a moment's pause before a boy's screams were heard. "Brother!" they screamed as Roy's legs buckled beneath them. Alphonse wasn't suppose to be there... he wasn't.
"Al!" it was Ed's scream now, Roy could see his figure clutching his brothers burning body. Roy held his breath as he backed away from the sight, the boy's newly granted flesh would not hold... he would be dead once again.
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Sin awoke with sweat poring down his face, that night would haunt him until the day his brother's soul finally rested at peace. He grunted as he stepped into the moonlight. It seemed as though the last ten years had gone by in a flash. It seemed as though only yesterday that Roy had become the center of his hatred.
Ed got to his feet, his and Lust's talk with Envy was going to happen that night, couldn't miss that, not when Envy was the only link to what Roy was up to. Stalking the corridor he stood before Lust's room. The only way to fully describe her room was one constant pink frill. Lace hung off everything from her bedpost to the cracked mirror she had thrown her finger's into when she first came to the pub.
"Lust! It's time to get going," Sin only needed to call once before Lust appeared before him. Her eyes focused onto him, "Come on,"
She nodded, following him as he led her towards the entrance of the bar. No words were spoken to them from the other rebels. The others simply nodded their heads in restpect and gave looks of awe at how gracefully they swung through the window next to the main door, no one used the door anymore.
Their trip though the shadows was brief, Envy found them quickly and led them into a crevice between two of the buildings. There he, for it had taken on another false body, stopped them. Ed looked onto Envy with a curious disgust. The man he portrayed was also the man he had killed. Hughes's face stared at them, a smile perched between his cheeks. "Hello Edward, what brings you here?"
Sin let his eyes become cold, allowing Envy the privilege of knowing his displeasure. "I want you to tell us what you know of the Fuhrer's attack plans."
Envy snickered, "You honestly think I'll just TELL you his plans?"
"You honestly believe I would need to lie to something like you?"
Envy shrugged, "Whatever Fullmetal... I only know our dear Fuhrer is looking up a lot of old research, something about this guy named F. J. Piper."
"Who?"
"I don't know? Look, if you want to know something about that research... I'd go and ask that little bookworm that always follows me around."
"Stop using that voice Envy... you're only making me angry," Sin thought for a moment, "Are you talking about Sheska?"
Envy transformed into a mirror image of Sheska, "You mean me?"
"Exactly,"
Envy waved him off, "Alright, now you know what I know... so shoo,"
Sin shook his head, "You don't seem to get it, we're not leaving without you. You're coming with us to find Sheska,"
"Say's who!"
Lust pinned Envy against the wall using her nails to secure his stance. She gestured to the both of them, "I think you ought not to ask such foolish questions Envy, or else I might have to secure that mouth shut."
Envy growled as he was forced to follow Sin, held by the nails scraping the back of his neck, "There was a time that you would be holding HIM in such a way. You've become so pathetic Lust." Lust's only response was to dig deeper into his neck.