Chapter 7
Glass Bow and Arrow
"Anya, Ed," Noah yelled. The moment Alphonse saw Edward lying on the ground being held by Anya he took off running toward them. "What's wrong with Edward?!" Noah was bending over them; Alphonse was on his knees next to them. Ed's eyes were closed; the only thing that proved he was still conscious was when he squeezed Anya's hand a little bit. "That man," Anya said pointing. "Pushed me to the ground and tried to whip me. His whip was dripping in poison and Edward jumped in front of me. It's my freaking fault!" She was now standing up. "Why the hell do I always hurt the people around me?! Why is it always the people I care about get hurt?!" She was growing furious.
"My father's death was my fault! Alphonse getting angry was my fault! Edward being poisoned is all my fault!" Noah ran up to her. At this point Anya was hunched over, head in her hands. "Anya, listen to me! It isn't your fault! Edward cares about you! It was his choice to protect you," Noah had to shout to keep Anya's attention.
Alphonse was sitting next to Edward gasping. The fury within him grew by the minute. As Anya finally calmed down she pulled her head up and stuttered the words "The poison in Edward's system is very deadly, take him to his automobile. Try your best not to make sudden moves or he might have a seizure. When you get him to the automobile give him this," she held out a small vile. "Put it directly in his wound." Alphonse stood up and glowered at the man with the whip in his hand who had sat back to watch the show. Alphonse walked over to him and grabbed his collar.
"Listen to me well. If my brother even comes out with a fever I will hunt you down and torture you. I will put you through the most pain you can think of. Do you understand me?" His voice stayed the same tone, soft.
Alphonse went over to his older brother who was barely awake and picked him up. Edward had never been a very tall person and he was never a very heavy boy either. But his automail added about 10 pounds each. Alphonse was carrying Edward like a baby. He held Ed's head close to his shoulder as he walked fast pace away with Noah close to his side.
Anya, even though she was blind, glared at the man with the whip. She ran her bare foot across the sand foundation on which the stand was located. "Are you ready," she said with an evil sneer. The man with the whip laughed. "What, are you gonna try and fight me?" He grinned. "I can see right through you. You grew up as a spoiled little girl, didn't you? Were you daddy's little girl?"
Anya stood approximately 10ft. away from the man. But after he made the last comment she had run full force into him, holding him against the wall behind him. Not one soul had seen Anya run into the man. She appeared as a white and black blur coming straight toward him.
Anya had him pushed up against the wall, she had her automail pushed up under his sweating chin, her other arm held a small dagger that Roy had given her when she was 8, the dagger was held against his stomach. The man again smiled. "I bet your some worthless gypsy prostitute, right? And that kid, Edward, who jumped in front of my whip, is your current employer?"
"Let me tell you something. Don't ever talk about my father, do you hear me you worthless piece of crap?! And leave Edward out of this! He never did anything wrong, and he should not be punished like this!"
As Anya fought with the man, Noah, Alphonse, and Edward were at the automobile. Edward lay down in the grass next to the rear tire. Noah and Al sat anxiously. "NNNNUUUUUGGGGGGGGGG," Ed moaned in pain. Alphonse pulled out the vile Anya had given him. "Edward, listen to me. Anya gave me this," he said shaking the vile. "An………ya?" "Yes Ed, she wants me to put it into the cut in your back." Alphonse moved to turn Ed onto his back but was stopped. Edward held his brother's hand that had the vile.
"No, Al. I…can't…take…it…until Anya gets…back," Edward huffed. Alphonse began to panic as Edward's face went white. "Edward, please! Just please let me put this in!" Al was now begging. "Please Ed, I'll never ask you for anything else. I want you to be alright!" Alphonse had seen his brother come close to death many times, such as when he lost almost 3pints of blood when he lost his right arm and left leg. When Edward fought with Bald, when both Edward and Alphonse fought Scar, he had even been killed once by the homunculus Envy. But Al had never felt so worried in his life about his brother.
"Ed," Alphonse sobbed. "Please just take it. Please, I'll do anything you want, just take it!" Edward shook his head, or what you might consider a shake. "Wait for Anya to come."
Back at the refreshment stand Anya held the man against the wall. He was grinning. "Rule of Combat Number One: never let the enemies know your weakness." Anya had had enough. She picked the middle aged man up off the ground and threw him into the dirt. (Armstrong had always admired her strength) The man landed about 15 ft. away. The man stood up and Anya turned the dagger in her hand and began to run towards him, but stopped when she heard a sudden 'CLICK'.
The 'CLICK' she had heard was the gun in the man's hand pointed directly at her. Being the youngest member of the military people had always tried to teach her something new. Lt. Riza Hawkeye had taught her how to handle a gun and archery and was shockingly good at it for being practically blind. Armstrong had taught her how to control her strength, Lt. Jean Havok, who was only a young teenager at the time, had taught her how to 'beat people up'. (When Jean was a child he had always a small crush on Anya) And from what the Lt. Riza had taught her about listening to the sounds that different guns make, this gun had only one bullet.
She stood frozen. Then she squatted down, slapped her hands together and lightning shot up from the ground. The lightning blinded the man and everyone who had stopped to watch the fight.
When the lightening dimmed, Anya stood up straight with a crystal archery bow in her hands. Strapped to her back was a leather pouch filled with crystal arrows.
