Chapter four! I love the reviews I'm getting! Your all so sharp! (grins) I bet you figure out the ending before I type it.
Naomi-Yuko- Is it that I got details from the movie wrong? Cause I did. (sigh) I watched it again the other day and noticed it all. How embarrassing! Ohwell, you guys are bright, you know what I mean. (grins)
Renneh- Yay! I thought for a while there that I made Sheska too eccentric. (grins) Happy Halloween!
Aevium- I know what you mean. (grins) I enjoy writing the action scenes, but the hard part is getting everything to happen in order. Edward jumps to conclusions too quickly!
Now to the chapter!
Chapter 4: Envy's Orders
" Is it a tree? " Edward sighed. He rested his elbow on the back of the seat, staring with bored eyes at Armstrong.
" Yes! " The big man exclaimed. " How did you know? "
" Your not very good at this game, are you, Major? " Alphonse smiled. Armstrong shook his head in denial.
" Every Armstrong can play this game! " He protested. " I was going easy on you boys to test your skill, but now that I see you are formidable opponents I will play you at my best!
" That's what you said ten minutes ago. " Edward scoffed.
" Maybe you should stop picking tree? " Winry suggested. They were playing Eye Spy, but it had been Armstrong's turn for the last half an hour, constantly insisting he was testing the brothers every time he lost. Out of pity they let him try again, but now it was getting on Edward's nerves.
The four still sat on the train heading for Resembool. It had been a few hours now, and they were already bored.
" Let me try again. " Armstrong continued. " I spy- "
" Is it a tree? " Edward sighed.
" Edward! " Winry scolded.
" It's my turn now. " Edward replied. " I spy letter A.E. " Winry narrowed her eyes.
" Is the first one ' Automail? " She guessed. " 'Cause that's what you need. "
" Is that a threat? " Edward huffed.
" You bet your- " Winry begun.
" I know! " Alphonse interrupted her, flinging his arm into the air as if he was in class. " 'Annoyed Edward', right? " He looked at Ed.
" Yeah! " Edward grinned, slapping his brother on the shoulder. " Your turn! " Alphonse smiled back.
" I spy letter... " He paused, looking out of the window in thought.
" How about 'D.E.' for 'Dumb Edward'. " Winry growled.
" No.. " Alphonse muttered, ignoring the comment. " Oo, I spy letter 'W'! "
" Window! " Armstrong exclaimed. " See? The Armstrong family never loses! "
" No.. " Alphonse smiled apologetically. " 'Water'.. There's a river outside. "
" Where? " Armstrong asked, determined to win. He leaned over to look out the window, almost crushing Winry in the process.
" Major! " She gasped, trying to push him away.
" I don't see a river. " Armstrong stated, ignoring her.
" It was there before. " Alphonse argued. He stared out the window also, as if expecting it to reappear. After a few moments Edward's curiosity got the better of him, and he leaned over also, peering passed Alphonse to stare out the window.
" Major, your crushing me! " Winry continued, still trying to push him away, though the effort was in vain. He was just too heavy.
" Major, I think you better sit back. " Alphonse suggested, looking away.
" Oh, I do apologize, Miss Winry. " Armstrong exclaimed, finally realising what he was doing. He leaned back to his seat, giving a flushed Winry a wide smile.
" 'Sokay. " Winry sighed.
" Since I couldn't see the river your turn doesn't count. " Armstrong folded his arms.
" No fair! " Alphonse frowned. Edward continued to stare at the hills that sped past.
" How about we just stick to things inside the trai- " Edward faltered. His eyes flew wide as he stared out the window. Something black had just sped passed the train, moving so quickly it was only a blur.
" What was that?.! " Winry gasped, startled. Everybody stared out the window as if expecting it to return.
" A.. a bird? " Alphonse suggested.
" Al, it was moving with the train! " Edward exclaimed. " Birds can't do that! " Edward could hear distress coming from the passengers that sat on their side of the train. Plainly they had seen it to, for they all seemed as startled. Those on the other side just stared in surprise at the sudden commotion.
" Mummy! " A little girl sitting a few rows ahead of them cried out. " A green-haired man just ran past the train! "
Green-haired man...
Edward's blood ran cold.
" Brother... " Alphonse murmured, a frightened expression on his face, realization hitting him as well.
" Envy! " Edward gasped.
" Envy!.? " Armstrong repeated. Suddenly everything tipped sideways, the train lurching to the right. All for of them cried out in surprise as they flung their arms out in an attempt to steady themselves. Edward slid sideways on the train seat, slamming into Alphonse who had crashed into the window. All around them was an uproar, people screaming in surprise and pain as people crashed into the window next to them or slid off their chair into the walkway. Just when Edward thought the train was going to topple over, it lurched back into place,throwing everybody in the other direction. With a cry of alarm Edward slid right off his seat, slamming painfully onto the steel floor. Alphonse barely managed to hold on. Everybody on the train seemed to stop screaming, all of them assessing the damage. He could hear children, including the little girl, crying.
" Oooww.. " Edward groaned, his metal leg still propped up by the side of the chair.
" Are you guys ok? " Winry muttered, sounding disoriented. Armstrong had managed to hold himself still by gripping the corners of the seats with his powerful hands, meaning Winry had only slammed into Armstrong instead of the floor.
" Brother..! " Alphonse gasped. He leaned over the side of the chair, appearing into Edward's field of vision as he regained his bearings on the cold and unfortunately sticky, metal floor.
" I'm fine.. " He groaned, raising an arm. Alphonse grabbed it, helping Edward to his feet. Suddenly there was a loud bang, followed by a sickening scraping sound.
" What is tha- " Winry began. Though she didn't have time to finish her sentence before she let out a high-pitched scream. The entire cabin lurched again, this time feeling as if it had been roughly yanked to the side. Edward fell forwards again as everything began to spin.
" Brother! " Alphonse screamed, hanging onto Edward's arm for dear life as he gripped the back of the seat. Edward watched as the entire cabin seemed to roll, flinging Winry and Armstrong, who lost his grip from the force, out of their seats and out of sight of Edward. There was a painful jerk, and then a sickening crunching sound of twisting metal as the emergency breaks screeched and all the passengers screamed. Edward reached out, trying to grab hold of the seat next to him, to stabilize himself, but failed. Suddenly the window shattered, showering the brothers with glass. Edward watched as Alphonse covered his face with his arm to block it. But he wasn't holding onto the seat anymore...
" Al! " Edward shrieked as his brother lost his grip. The cabin tipped again. Edward's eyes widened.
Everything suddenly moved in slow motion. He watched as his brother was showered in broken glass and twisted chunks of metal, trying to cover his face yet keep sight of Edward at the same time, his face twisted in terror, holding his hand out in one final attempt to grab his brother... Alphonse was hurdled off his seat, which instantly crumpled as the cabin was dragged across the ground on it's side, dirt and rock and grass sucked into the cabin through the broken windows on the left side of the train. Edward could feel himself flying backwards and down, the left side of the train now below them. He stretched his arm out for Alphonse, but his brother was falling away, still staring at Edward with a face stilled in a silent scream, still reaching out to Edward...
" Al! " Edward cried again. He clapped his hands together, slapping the floor of the train which was now the side. A metal hand shot out from the ground. He aimed it at Alphonse, the hand twisting behind his brothers back. But he didn't bring Al towards him. Instead Edward watched as the metal hand's fingers molded together into thick metal walls, wrapping itself around Alphonse. He watched as Alphonse cried out for him one last time before the metal covered him completely, protecting him from the shards of glass and metal and rock that sprayed everywhere.
Al...
The ground surged towards Edward, who was pelted by glass and rock and steel. He only had a second to look down before the train rolled again, spinning at no end as Edward plummeted. He watched as for just a moment a bare patch of floor spun under him. But a moment was all it took. He raised his automail arm and metal leg in an attempt to cushion the impact.
Edward smashed into the ground. Pain wracked his body. Everything swirled white and red. Then it faded to black...
" Brother! " Alphonse screamed. He ran down the cobble-stone street, the rain and darkness seeming to force him backwards. Footsteps pounded on the ground behind him, chasing him.
" Brother, help me! " He cried. He ran, on and on, though all the damaged and destroyed buildings looked the same... Suddenly up ahead a light appeared, a street-lamp.
Wait.. Alphonse thought, his eyes widening. I've seen this before...! Underneath the street-light was a phone booth. Alphonse ran to it, yanking the door open and dashing inside, slamming the door behind him. Everything outside vanished, but an eery yellow glow still lit the booth.
Why did I go back here? Alphonse thought.. What is chasing me..? He looked over at the phone to his left. I can't call Brother. He thought. Hes the one that's chasing me...
Alphonse gasped, his eyes widening again. Brother's the one that's chasing me! He yelled at himself. But why?.! Suddenly there was a bang on the glass of the booth. Barely a moment later the glass shattered, shards of glass falling everywhere, pelting and cutting Al from all sides...
But there was no pain. Alphonse looked up, resisting the powerful urge to shield himself. Standing in front of him, lit by the eery yellow glow, was Edward, smirking at Alphonse, his automail arm transmuted into a sword.
" What's the matter, Al? " Edward sneered. " Aren't you glad to see your only brother? "
" Your not my brother. " Alphonse replied calmly, clenching his fists, which stung from unseen injuries. The glass had not cut him, but his face and arms hurt as well.
" Don't be silly. " Edward replied, his tone of voice nothing Alphonse knew. He raised his sword-arm, pointing it threateningly at Alphonse. But Alphonse didn't move.
" Your NOT my brother! " Alphonse yelled. " What are you!.? " Edward's creepy sneer turned into a sharp frown.
" Sharp. " He replied, glaring at Alphonse. " Do you want to see your brother? " Alphonse paused.
" Yes! " He shouted after a moment. The disturbing look in "Edward's" eyes unnerved him. Suddenly Edward launched forward, sword extended.
THUNK.
Alphonse gasped. He was pressed against a wall that appeared behind him suddenly, the thing posing as Edward pressed against him. Alphonse couldn't breath, only managing a whispered groan as a strange coldness swept from his stomach outward, paralysing him. Alphonse looked down. The metal blade that was Edward's arm was pushed right into his gut, blood seeping out and staining his clothes, dripping and pooling onto the ground at his feet. He felt no pain, yet an odd numbness seemed to cover the wound. Laughing, Edward twisted his metal arm, making a sickening squishing sound as it twisted Alphonse's flesh, the numbness increasing..
Edward leaned closer to Alphonse, his brothers lips right against his ear.
" There you go. " Edward mumbled softly, smirking. " You can see your brother. At the gate. " He yanked out the sword, making another sickening squish sound as it released his flesh. The bleeding increased. Alphonse couldn't move...
Edward's laughing filled his ears as he fell, everything fading to black.
Brother's...
Brother's at the gate...?
Alphonse's eye's snapped open. Everything was dark, and the air was stuffy. Where am I..? He thought. He struggled to move, though he quickly discovered that he was in a confined area. The ground, walls, roof, it all felt smooth and cold, like metal.. Suddenly Alphonse remembered where he was.
Brother! Alphonse remembered seeing his brother falling away from him, transmuting a steel hand from the floor of the train which was beside him. The train crashed. And Edward had protected him by covering him with steel. But now the air was running out.
Alphonse coughed, raising his hand to his mouth. The air was so thin.. He pulled his hand away, clapping them. I have to get out of here.. He thought. He pressed his palms against the cold steel, and suddenly there was a bright blue flash, forcing Alphonse to scrunch his eyes shut from the sudden, blinding light. There was a strange, electric noise, and when Alphonse opened his eyes again the soft afternoon light streamed in from the newly created hole. But more importantly, fresh air.
Alphonse pushed his way out through the large hole. He jumped to the ground, which was at least a meter away, though the second he landed he fell.
" Ahhh... " He groaned. He lay on the ground, slowly lifting his head. His body hurt everywhere. All the glass and metal he was struck with before his brother covered him...
Brother..! Alphonse gasped. He struggled to his feet, ignoring the throbbing pain. His face felt wet. Alphonse wiped it with his sleeve, but when he pulled his arm back the cloth was flecked with blood. Al groaned. Lowering his arm, he at last took in the scene before him. A strange fog of smoke clouded the air. Alphonse could smell smoke, a flickering orange glow covering parts of the train. Twisted metal lay everywhere. In the distance he could see the engine of the train warped and destroyed, the steam pipe torn off and flung a couple of hundred yards away. From there on, cabin after cabin, all no doubt filled with innocent people, all smashed. Some were missing walls, other's roofs, some were completely ripped in half. At some points Alphonse could see human blood...
Al gasped, his blood running cold. He fell to his knees, unable to tear his eyes away from the ghastly scene that lay before him. What did this..? He breathed heavily. His eyes ran over the wreck, trailing from cabin to cabin, all the way down to the one he had just climbed out of, which had lost a wall.
Alphonse's eyes flew wide. Wait a minute..! He thought, breathing in deeply. In front of him was the cabin they had been riding in before the crash. There was a large, gaping hole in the side. The steel cocoon he had been in jutted out like a stick. All the windows were broken. But compared to the rest of the train it was in relatively good shape. Why..? He stared, wide-eyed, hardly able to comprehend the situation. Everything seemed to be in a haze,the smoke thicker, moving slowly, like in a dream..
Was it a dream...?
" Alphonse! " A voice shouted at him. He turned to look, the world moving slowly.. Winry, a gash on her forehead, stumbled towards him, tears in her eyes and a grin on her face. Armstrong walked behind her, bleeding from a cut on his shoulder and head, but otherwise he seemed unfazed.
Winry.. He thought. She ran over to him, almost like she was floating.. All he could do was kneel there on the ground, staring, wide-eyed, his mouth hanging open slightly.
" Al? " Winry uttered. Her voice seemed to echo.. She was frowning, staring at him with a strange look on her face..
" He's in shock. " Armstrong murmured to her, his voice echoing as well... Winry's eyes widened, so slowly... She walked over to him, raising her hand, palm flat..
WHACK!!
A sharp pain struck his cheek, whipping his head sideways as the scenery blurred past. He felt himself cry out in surprise.
" Al? " Winry yelled. Slowly her voice seemed to come back to focus, the echo slowly disappearing.. " Al? Are you ok? " She asked.
" Winry.. " Alphonse mumbled, still staring ahead. Panic rose in him, shaking his breathing. " Brother! " Winry shook his shoulders, and he felt the sharp pain in his cheek again, forcing his head the other way. Out of the corner of his eye he could see Armstrong, wincing. After a few moments he looked over at Winry, as if seeing her for the first time.
" Winry.. " He mumbled again. " Ohhh, Winry! " He stammered, everything coming into focus again. Winry pulled him forward, hugging him.
" Oh, Al! " She sobbed. " Thank goodness your ok! " She squeezed him tighter.
" Winry.. " Alphonse began. " How did you.. ? "
" Mr Armstrong protected me. " Winry replied. " He's a pretty good shield. " She smiled.
" Look! " Alphonse pulled back, Winry letting him go. He pointed to the cabin they had ben in. " Our's isn't as damaged as the rest.. " Winry stared at it for a few moments before her eyes widened.
" Your right! " She exclaimed. All the other train cabins were completely totalled, yet the one they had been in had only a missing side, a few dents in the metal, though the inside was pretty beaten up..
" Brother! " Alphonse gasped. He jumped to his feet, stumbling slightly. How could he forget about his brother!.? He could not see Edward from the wreckage where he stood, and by the looks on Winry and Armstrong's faces, they had not seen him either. " We have to find Brother! "
" Are you sure you're all right to move? " Winry asked, grabbing his arm as if trying to hold him steady.
" I'm fine.. ! " Alphonse murmured. " We have to find Brother! " After a moment Winry nodded.
" He shouldn't be far. " She stated. She turned to Armstrong. " Major, you check the inside of the cabin. " She pointed. " You'll be able to lift anything that has come loose. "
" Of course, Miss Winry! " Armstrong stated. In a flash he had whipped off his shirt, though there was no humour in the action. " I will search diligently! " And with that he was off, leaping into the cabin. Winry turned to Alphonse.
" We will search the outside. " She said. " You check that way, " she pointed behind Alphonse, towards the bulk of the train. " I'll check the other way. If you can't do it.. " She faltered. " If you feel it's too much, come back, ok? "
" Don't worry. " Alphonse assured her. " I'm not stopping until I find Brother. " With that he turned around. The sight of the totalled train came back into view. Refusing to look at the details, Alphonse walked forward, heading for the side of the train. Did Edward stay on the side Alphonse had seen him in last? Or was he flung out through a smashed window and dragged across the rocky ground..?
Behind him Alphonse could hear Winry walking away. Desperately he forced back tears. Brother is fine! He shouted to himself. I'll find him... He scanned the outside of the cabin. It was really damaged at the bottom. Everything was steel-coloured.. He walked around to the front. Looking down he could see that the cabin had been detached from the one in front by a clean slice. What caused this? Alphonse thought, staring at it. After a few moments he slipped through the gap, being careful not to brush against the sharp metal. He was at the other side now, and still no sign of Edward. The smoke and fog seemed to clear a little.. The other side was more damaged than the front, metal bent and twisted, gaps showing the inside of the train. Showing people, unconscious, bleeding.. dead... Alphonse breathed heavily, shaking. So many lives lost..
He staggered the next few feet, using all his strength to tear his eyes away from the devastation, looking down the length of the train. Slowly the fog cleared a little, and Alphonse caught sight of a figure kneeling near the train, their features completely hidden by the fog.
Brother?
Alphonse took a few steps closer. The figure moved, noticing him. Then a horrifying voice called out, one that sent chills down Alphonse's spine..
" Well, well. " The figure rose to it's feet, stepping forward. " It's the Pipsqueek's brother. " The figure walked closer, and Alphonse was able to make out the features of scarce, black clothing covering the chest and waist, and long, spiky, green hair..
" Envy! " Alphonse gasped.
" No, Boy, it's Greed! " Envy laughed.
" Why are you here!. ? " Alphonse yelled. " Did you do this? "
" I might have. " Envy smirked. " But don't worry about the people, Kid. No one important died. "
" You... " Alphonse stammered, staring at Envy in anger and disbelief. " Why would you do this!.? " He screamed. " Why would you kill all these people!.? " Envy suddenly became blurred, and in an instant he was standing right in front of Alphonse. He stood eye to eye with Al, a wide smirk on his face as the homunculus leaned forward.
" Consider this your fault. " Envy laughed. Al's eyes widened. " Yours and your runt brothers! "
OUR fault!.? Alphonse gasped. How-!.? Suddenly a small round object bounced off Envy's head. It seemed to do no injury, yet Envy turned around, frowning. Near the other end of the train stood Winry, anger and fear etched on her face.
" Winry-! " Alphonse muttered.
" Get lost, Girl! " Envy growled.
" Winry, get away! " Alphonse yelled. But Winry shook her head, holding up another rock.
" I'm not leaving you to face this thing! " She shrieked. Envy smirked again.
" Suit yourself, Girl. " He laughed. Instantly he jumped at Winry, fist raised.
" Winry! " Alphonse cried. He clapped his hands, and bending down he transmuted the ground, sending a huge dirt hand at Envy. Though instead of hitting Envy, it curled around him, pushing in between Envy and Winry and forming a thick brick wall. Envy easily bounced off it, landing on the ground. He seemed amused.
" You think that will stop me? " He laughed. " Your lucky I'm not here to kill you. "
" What?.! " Alphonse exclaimed.
" I'm under orders, Kid. " Envy replied. " I'm not supposed to kill you. "
" Orders..? " Alphonse repeated. " But.. Why did you crash the train? " He asked.
" That's for me to know, and for you to guess. " Envy smirked. He turned and began to move away. " By the way, Kid. " Envy looked back at Alphonse. " Your brothers over there. " He waved his hand in the direction of the train where he had been kneeling before. And with that, Envy turned and ran off, vanishing in the fog after only moments. Alphonse looked to where Envy pointed. His eyes widened. Under the rubble, clearly visible, was an automail hand, dented from rubble, poking out and laying limp.
" Brother! " Alphonse gasped.
" Ed! " Winry shrieked. They both dived for the arm, kneeling in front of it. Winry held his hand, as if Edward could feel it, but they both knew he couldn't.. Alphonse clapped his hands once again. He slapped the metal of the train over Edward, and instantly the metal disintegrated in a blue flash. Left on the ground was a bleeding, bruised, unconscious Edward. He lay on his stomach, his right arm stretched out, his left arm limp at his side. His head was titled slightly to the right, his face hidden by his arm.
" Brother! " Alphonse cried. He wrapped his arms under Edward's shoulders and lifted him up, dragging him out of the rubble that was the remains of the train cabin. He set Edward down a short distance away, and with the help of Winry, they both rolled him over. His metal leg was completely smashed, too weak to withhold such treatment.
" Ed! " Winry called, shaking Edward. " Ed! " But Edward's eyes were shut tight, his mouth slightly open and his cheek bleeding. He seemed to have cuts everywhere, just like them. But he had been slammed around more.. Had he?
" Did you find him? " Armstrong appeared around the side of the train. He had blood on his hands, and his eyes seemed to scream with anguish..
" Major..! " Alphonse gasped. He looked back down at Edward. " Yeah, we found him.. " Armstrong spotted his unconscious body, gasping.
" Is he.. " The Major's voice faded.
" He's alive.. " Winry answered. " Major, are you ok..? " The big man seemed to be shaking..
" Most people seem to be alive, however injured. " Armstrong sighed. " But there are still a lot that were killed.. "
" Ohh, Major... " Winry sobbed.
" I have alerted the military. " Armstrong continued, straightening himself up. " They will be here shortly. "
" Good. " Winry replied softly.
" Nnnnnhhhh... " Edward groaned. Winry, Alphonse and Armstrong looked at him.
" Brother? " Alphonse uttered. Nothing seemed to happen for a few moments, but then Edward's eyes twitched, and slowly they opened. Though it seemed he wasn't all there, because it took at least a minute before he actually moved.
" Win...ry.. " He mumbled, staring directly at her.
" Ed! " Winry smiled, though her eyes didn't. Edward groaned again.
" Al.. " He uttered, turning his head.
" I'm right here, Brother. " Alphonse answered. Edward stared at him for a few moments before smiling.
" You ok..? " Edward asked.
" Yeah, thanks to you. " Alphonse answered, smiling back. " Are you ok? " Edward paused, moving his limbs and testing his automail arm.
" Nothing's broken. " He answered after a moment. He slowly sat up, holding his head. Alphonse supported his back. Edward looked up, spotting Armstrong. " Major.. " He muttered. Alphonse looked over at Armstrong. The big man covered his face with his hand, kneeling on the ground.
" Mr Armstrong..? " Winry called. His body shuddered and at last he looked up. It seemed he was struggling to hold back tears..
" I was so worried, Edward Elric! " He bawled. It looked like he was resisting the urge to hug Edward.
" I'm fine, Major! " Edward assured him. As if to prove it, he tried to stand up, though he ended up staggering backwards, Winry and Alphonse jumping to his aid to keep him up.
" Brother! " Alphonse exclaimed. " Don't move too quickly! " Edward seemed to ignore him. Instead he stared at the train wreck, a look of horror on his face.
" How did this happen..? " He muttered.
" Envy. " Alphonse replied.
" Oh yeah. " Edward replied, narrowing his eyes.
" It was weird, Brother. " Alphonse continued. " He says he was ordered to.. "
" Ordered? " Edward repeated, alarmed. " Who has the authority to order Envy? "
" There's only one person i can think of that could control Envy, Brother. " Alphonse said, his voice forlorn.
" Yeah.. " Edward replied. They both stared at the train wreck, leaving Winry and Armstrong to stare at them in confusion. They both knew exactly who it would be.
Dante.
All around him were damaged and decaying buildings. Rubble littered the dusty, crumbling ground. There was no light source where he was, yet everything was lit from above like an eerie glow. But even with the dim light, solid shadows were cast off every building, every lump of rubble, every stone. And himself.
But it was empty. Void of humans. Envy liked that. The homunculus smirked as he walked along, dragging his barely clothed feet through the rubble. He was delighted when he had returned to Amestris, no longer trapped in that rotten serpent body. He'll be sure not to transform into that again. But at his return he was attacked by the military, forcing him to flee.
Fools.. Envy frowned. They probably think they won that battle.. With an angry grunt he picked up his pace. Envy had buried into the earth, transforming into a beast of his own creation, built for digging. The military hadn't even bothered to chase him. If they had they would have easily found him.. Good thing that Pipsqueek and his brother distracted them. Envy glared. He was still extremely annoyed that he had not successfully killed them. Even then, after all those years, he still failed that one task he focused so much on. But now he wasn't even allowed to try!
Losing his temper, Envy high-kicked the wall of a nearby building. His foot went right through, creating a large hole in the weakened timbre.
" Temper, Envy. " A voice scolded him. Baring his teeth, Envy turned in the direction of the voice to see a figure hidden in shadow. The very being he had met during his escape when he dug himself right through to the lost city below Lior. The only person he would ever consider obeying.
" What do you want now!.? " He raged, lowering his foot and stomping the ground in anger. He squinted into the shadows, but he failed to make out the shape. Though he knew who it was. The female voice he had heard for four hundred years.
Dante.
" Where are they? " Dante asked.
" They're still at the train wreck! " Envy replied rudely, placing his hands on his hips. " They're with the military now. "
" Good. " She replied. " Colonel Mustang will keep them in Central. "
" That idiot is so predictable. " Envy growled.
" Thats why we use him. " She answered. " You know what to do now, Envy. They must stay here until it's done. " The woman paused, and Envy smirked.
" Then you can let the remaining one go. "
" Fine. " Envy grinned. This will be fun.
Awww, poor Armstrong..
This is a very dramatic chapter.
Anyway, until next chapter!