I fail at fight scenes…

I walked into the coffee shop, not surprised to find Winry sitting near the back with a deadly aura radiating from her. I had half a mind to turn right around and leave before she saw me, but I knew better than to do that. She would get mad if I made a date with her and then canceled based on the fact that I simply didn't feel like being hit in the head with a heavy wrench. She spotted me after taking a sip of her coffee and waved me over. Praying to God that I wasn't going to get the living shit beaten out of me, I walked over to the table and sat down across from her. I couldn't tell if she was going to yell at me or start bawling.

"Envy…," she started, not looking up from the table. I took a deep breath and braced myself for what was to come. "I only agreed with you being with Edward simply based on the fact that I thought you could keep him safe. But now…" She looked up at me and glared. "I hate you even more."

" 'I'm sorry I couldn't protect him.'" She gave me a look. "Is that what you want me to say? I'm not going to apologize to anyone but Edward. I owe him that, at least."

"Well then, why did you call me out here?" she demanded, looking back down. I leaned back in my chair, raising it up onto the back legs. "I have lots of customers back in Risembool, and I plan on getting back to them." She crossed her legs.

"I wanted to ask you something," I said quickly. "You were in here a few days ago complaining about me, right?" She nodded.

"I met Scheska here one morning, and we started talking. She asked how you two were doing, and I started bitching…" She laughed nervously to herself. "I told her that you were just a dirty, perverted homunculus with no actual feelings, and you were a lecherous prick." She laughed, and I sunk lower in my seat. That was a nice stroke to the ego there.

"I see. But, did you notice anyone paying particularly close attention to your and Scheska's conversation?" I asked. She narrowed her eyes as she thought. After a few minutes of scrutinizing her memory, she shook her head.

"No, I can't remember anyone seriously listening into our conversation. Why do you ask?" she added when I cursed under my breath harshly.

"The guy who kidnapped Ed mentioned a blonde chick complaining about him and me, and I immediately had to think of you," I admitted. She frowned at me, which didn't usually mean a good thing. Her frowns (and glares) sometimes meant that she was about to whip out that evil wrench of hers and beat someone senseless. "What? Do you expect me to lie and say 'oh, it's nothing?' Well, I'm not going to lie to you." I stood up from my place at the table.

"Thanks for meeting me," I said. "It wasn't much help, unfortunately." She gave me a look.

"Do you know what's going on?" she asked. "I mean, with the guy? Do you know him?"

"Not at all, except for the 'nice' conversations we have over the phone." I grimaced. "He's…well, if I was a friend of his, I'd shoot him between the eyes; let's just put it that way." Winry cocked her brow at me. I just shook my head, a way of telling her that she probably wouldn't understand.

"Alright, well, I have to get going," I said, drumming my fingernails against the back of the chair. "Thanks again for meeting me, Winry. Once I get Ed back, I'll give you a call." She stood as well, half-finished coffee cup left on the table. She nodded towards me.

"Please find him, Envy, okay?" she asked. Everyone had become so repetitive these days. "Al's been staying with me, and he's worried that his brother hasn't said anything to him lately. Should I tell him that his brother's gone…you know, missing?"

"No, because he hasn't gone missing." I turned to leave. "Just tell him that Ed's been taken away, and I'm trying to find him as quickly as I can. Don't lie to that marshmallow, because then he'll start crying and bawling and come to me." She gave me a harsh glare. "I have to go. I'll get a call from that bastard anytime soon, and I don't want to be held up."

"Okay." Winry waved me off before pulling her coat on and walking out. She didn't give me a second glance. I frowned and walked out of the shop, slightly miffed. My phone started vibrating in my pocket and I pulled it out, greeting cautiously.

"Hey there, sexy," I heard him purr. A disgusted shiver climbed my spine. "Man, I'm still feeling the adrenaline. Have you ever heard your boy screaming in pure ecstasy? That has to be the sexiest thing I have ever heard. You should try pulling his hair while you're fucking him…"

"Shut up…" I had walked out of the coffee shop and ducked into an alley so that he wouldn't be able to see me from where he was. "Don't you dare tell me anything more…"

"But don't you want to hear it? Maybe I can wake him up and start up again." I dropped my phone and clamped my hands over my ears. There was no way in hell I was going to listen to that. I closed my eyes and tried to calm myself down. He was poking at my weaker, more violent points. I waited for a few moments before sighing and picking the phone up. "Seems like someone's in a bad mood today."

"I'm always in a bad mood when you call me," I spat. "Just what the hell do you want now?" He started laughing.

"It's another game, my dear homunculus." I clenched my fists. How long was he going to run around with me and do this? "So, how about we start this game, shall we?" I clenched my fists, digging my nails into my palms so hard that I thought I would break skin.

"How long do you plan on toying with me?" I asked, my voice shaking from anger. "I'm sick and tired of your little games. If you don't end this quickly, I'll just track you down and kill you on the spot as soon as I see you."

"How long do I plan…" He started laughing again, and it was really pissing me off. "I'm bored. When I feel like ending the game, I will." The cell phone in my hand was almost crushed.

"Then get the fuck on with it." I ground my teeth together.

"Alright, then!" he cheered. "Here's what you're gonna do…"

(Edward's P.O.V)

The man in front of me hung up on Envy. I could feel him looking over at me, but I remained calm, struggling not to spazz out. I heard him mutter, "So the kid's still asleep…," and turn away. I let out a quiet, relieved sigh. I opened my eyes, staring at the wall in front of me, thinking about how this was affecting everyone. Al and Winry were probably worried out of their minds; Al was probably crying.

And Envy… I hated this man so much. If my hands weren't tied behind my back…

My thoughts went right back to Envy, my cheek stinging when they did. I know he hadn't meant to hit me, but I was just too shocked to think clearly. And… it sort of was my fault for telling him that I was going to leave him. When I came home, I wasn't expecting to have some random guy kick the door in behind me, throw me to the ground, and end up in a fist-fight to the death. The last thing I remember was being hit in the head by something hard and metallic, and when I woke up, my shirt had been stolen, and I was tied up.

"Hey," I said, hearing the man jump. I managed to sit up and face him. He looked at me in surprise. "Why'd you choose me?" He gave me a bemused look. "I mean, why're you doing this? Can't you just play some whacked-up version of Monopoly with the stock market and get a life?"

"Funny," he snapped, crossing his arms and legs. "I don't particularly like Monopoly. I like games that are more fun." He smirked. I narrowed my eyes, glaring hard at him. He sighed and leaned forward, pushing his hands against his knees. "Watching your boyfriend run around like a desperate ant is entertaining. If I gave that chance up, what more would there be for me to see in life?"

I blew a lock of hair out of my face, saying, "Why'd you choose us? I don't understand why you have to take me as a fucking hostage. When Envy finds you, he's going to kill you." I knew that making the threat was useless, but there was nothing for me to say. If I tried to bluff anything, that would get his dick shoved up my ass. The man laughed either way.

"Well, for one thing, when it comes to the last game, your fuck-buddy isn't going to die," he said. "The last game puts both our lives in danger!" He started cackling, and I could literally feel myself paling at that last remark.

"Why the hell are you doing this!" I demanded, pulling against the restraints around my hands. My busted auto-mail groaned against it, trying to tell me to stop moving or else it will break. I ignored it and struggled. "We haven't done anything to you! We didn't rape your sister or kick your puppy! Let me go!" The man grinned and stood up, pushing me against the wall, scraping my shoulder against the eroding concrete. He forced his mouth to mine, slipping his tongue past my lips. I clenched my teeth together in order to stop him from intruding any more than he already has. He pulled away, taking my chin in his hands roughly, squeezing to the point where it hurt.

"You want to know why I'm doing this?" he demanded huskily, hand tracing over my chest. "It's because I've been bored all of my life. Board games aren't entertaining me anymore. So, I decided to create my own game, in which the winner lives, and the loser loses something important to him." He kissed me again, slipping his tongue past my lips before I could register what he was doing. I whimpered and flailed to the best of my abilities, trying to escape.

"S-So what are you doing with me?" I managed to ask as he moved his lips to my neck, biting me hard enough to draw blood. I flinched as his teeth dug past my flesh. He chuckled, his tongue sliding up slowly to my ear.

"If Envy loses, he sacrifices you," he whispered. My eyes widened when I had finally taken in the severity of the game we were involved in. I couldn't register anything else, not even when he had begun to travel lower, hitting more pleasure points.

(Envy's P.O.V.)

I stared at the phone in my hands. He was seriously fucking with me. He couldn't have been serious. There was no way in hell what he said to me was true. I felt myself shaking, and I leaned myself against the side of the closest building.

"You have six hours to find out where I am and save your little boyfriend…," he had said, "…or I press detonate on this lovely little remote of mine, and blondie here goes 'boom.'" He laughed and hung up. I felt my stomach curl. This wasn't happening. This seriously wasn't. But it was. Even I couldn't lie to myself about something like this.

"Seems like you really need our help now, Envy," a cold voice said from behind me. I clenched my fists. "The police are now aware of the threat. It seems he called it in before he called you." I heard Lust laugh from behind me, but I refused to look back at her.

"Shut up," I spat. Her laugh stopped. I could feel her glaring at me. "I can do this on my own. I don't need your help, I don't need Pride's help, and I don't need that bastard's help either." I had been around Edward too much to start referring to my own father as "that bastard."

"That 'bastard' gave you your life, Envy, and he can damn well take it back," she snarled. I turned on her, transmuting, grabbing her throat as her eyes widened. My charcoal-black eyes narrowed at her, and a smirk pulled my lips up. She gripped at my hand, trying to pry it from around her neck.

"If he wants to take it back, tell him I'll come to him," I said sharply, my voice low in baritone. She glared at me, though fear shone in her eyes clearly. "I know how to use his alchemy; he explained everything to me when he saw me chop off your head in our last fight." I smirked as she gagged and struggled for air. I released her, transmuting back into my own form. She fell to the ground, unable to catch herself on her feet, and held her throat as she coughed. I looked down at her.

"I'll make sure you don't live to see that gay rat you call a lover!" she growled. I waved, letting her know that I wasn't planning on returning any time soon. I walked down the streets, trying to think of how I was going to do this. I had no clue this time, nothing to work on from here. I had six hours to find Edward, or else I'd lose the most important person to me.

As I continued to wallow in the pity of my situation, my mind kept returning to the homunculi and my Father I'd left behind. I began to think about Lust's offer. If I really did bow to him, would he be wiling to help me? I shook the thought out of my head. Was I really going to be as weak as to go crawling back to the demon that created me? I was desperate to get my Edward back, but I wasn't as pathetic as that.

A woman near me screamed. I blinked as I felt something on my chest and looked down. Something thin and black was poking out of my chest. The pain didn't register until then, when it was sloppily pulled out of my chest. I flinched and looked behind me. Lust licked at her nail. My wound healed, but it cost a soul to do it.

"I've just been given the orders to kill you," she purred. I transmuted my own arm.

"Well then, this ought to be fun for both of us," I said back with a grin, crouching, waiting for her to strike first. The fatty appeared beside her, his mouth wide open, and drool slopped messily onto the sidewalk. We were probably a strange-looking crowd, me with my arm turned into a blade, Lust with her long nails, and Gluttony… Gluttony's a freak-show altogether, so I could see why most of the people who were staring at us were looking his way.

"Why don't you be a man, Envy, and attack us first?" Lust said, a smirk pulling at her lips.

"Very well!" I rushed up to her, meeting Gluttony's big mouth halfway. His teeth clamped down on the metal of my arm, flinging me around like a chew toy. I transmuted it into a spiked ball, piercing every point of his mouth that I could. He released me, blood gushing from his open lips, as Lust jumped out from behind him, reaching her talons out for me. I blocked her attack, barely unscathed, and lashed out. I managed to puncture her middle, and I tore my arm out sideways, splitting her middle on one side. She cried out and gripped it as Gluttony leaned forward and bit down on the metal of my hand again.

I struggled to get my hand free when my past attempt didn't work, and Lust managed to slice clean through my arm, ridding me of the appendage. I pulled away as it reformed, gripping it. She smirked and lengthened her nails again. I spat towards her, switching into the form of the Colonel. She glared at me as I snapped my fingers, and her arm exploded. I looked down at my hand.

"This alchemy is surprisingly convenient," I said with surprise. She growled at me. "Goddamit, I don't have time for this!" I transmuted back to myself and stalked away. Lust's nail shot straight through my leg, halting any movement. I turned back at her with a glare. "Stop this, Lust." I grabbed her nail, snapping it as she cried out at me, and pulled my leg from her. "I can't stay here and fight you. I have something I have to do right now."

"Get back here," she demanded, pulling herself to her feet. I turned around and stared her down. "I have orders to kill you, and I'm going to follow them."

"No you're not," I said. "You're going to crawl back to that bastard and tell him that I've quit, and I don't want his help, your help, or help from anyone else. I suggest you take your ass around the other way, and disappear before I severely drop your soul count." She lengthened her nails again, but I managed to catch two as one dug deep into my shoulder. I tensed up as she ripped it out again. I broke off the two nails in my hand.

She gripped her hand and started towards me with Gluttony chasing close after her. I turned and pounced into the street, hoping the large truck passing by would block their vision as I ducked into another alleyway. My shoulder healed, and the pain faded away, but I wouldn't be able to run from them forever. I pulled out my phone to check the time. I had until ten o'clock tonight to find Edward and save him, but that might be almost impossible with the other homunculi crawling up my back.