Chapter 6: Part 2- And the plot thickens!
Previously:
"W-What are you doing?" I asked slowly, only because by lips were bruised. She looked over at me and then smiled.
"I thought you should have a chance to eat. Why would you like to bound to that uncomfortable bed?" She asked. I shook my head. She smiled. "I am only doing this because I was also brought here like you, you see my dad was an Ishvalan and I was depressed on how he died. But at first I didn't want to join, I still don't but they beat me and then raped me. I gave up and joined. I don't want you to have the same fate as I did, Alchemist. So I am going to give you energy and then get you out of here as soon as possible." I smiled.
"Thank you, Aura." I whispered. She nodded at me and then gave me the tray. The tray had pancakes galore on it. I gripped onto the tray set on my lap and dug in. I had to have Aura help me hold on the fork at some times because of how hurt I was. I ate them and when I had the first bite, I almost moaned with how good they were. These were the shit! I had to ask what the secret ingredient was, so I could have Al make these.
The door knob slowly started to turn and I looked at Aura whose face reflected mine, horror. The door opened and we both gasped.
Edward's POV:
When shock of being caught unbound wracked through me and left just as soon as it had come, I focused in on who was standing in front of the opened door. My brain, still trying to recover from the adrenaline of being caught, could not remember where I had seen the man before, much less who he was. The clearing of a throat pulled me out of my thoughts, I looked up to see the old man lick his lips and open his mouth to speak. "Aura, I thought you had finally seen the truth, but now I understand I was fooled." The elder man shuffled a bit with his walking stick. "Well, Aura, I suppose it's only right to have you train some more with Haseo." The man seemed finished. His brows were furrowed as if the decision was a hard one to make.
I turned my head slowly over to where Aura was now standing rigid with fear. Her red eyes were wide; sweat was beginning to form on her brow. The room was silent, so silent that her quiet gasps of horror were very audible, I could've swore that they could even hear my own heartbeat that was out of control. A loud clank sounded behind us, thus making Aura snap out of her fear filled thoughts. She moved in front of me and took on a fighting stance. I attempted to sit up and move out of bed to only fall back down with a groan of pain. Who knew that having a few extra pounds weighing in the front of my chest would be so sensitive and heavy?
Aura, who must've heard my soft gasp of pain, looked back over at me. Though I had a feeling she was looking for something more than just to see if I was okay, because soon after her eyes hardened to a steely, deep red as if she had found a hidden message in my gasp that gave her, her resolve. She turned back to the old man, her lips tugging up into a smirk. "I think it's wrong that the way we are trying to convince Edward of joining us, what makes it okay to beat her into submission? Certainly our own God would not condone to this behavior! Especially in His name. Surely, you His Prophet would know the difference between right or wro-" During her rebellious speech I had my eyes lulling shut from exhaustion, so when her voice was cut off I instantly snapped my head up to see why, only to find that she could no longer speak, she was incapable. The old man was no longer in front of the door from before, but was now in front of Aura with his hand wrapped around her throat. He was squeezing the breath out of her before they gave life to the string of vowels waiting to form the end of her speech.
"Enough." The old man whispered before dropping her to the ground where she sat still, her chest rising and falling quickly with much needed air. He turned to where I was and looked at me far longer than I was comfortable with, only to turn right back to Aura. Her white hair sticking to her forehead from the fear and stress of not being able to breath. "You will go into the main hall and tell Haseo what you have done so that he may train you some more." The tone of his voice was a clear dismissal. Aura looked over at me with worried eyes, clearly looking for a sign that I'd be okay, I nodded; I could handle this guy, no problem. That is if I weren't all ready tired and beaten. Aura shakily stood on her feet and walked out the door into the lit hallway.
Taking a deep breath, wincing at the pain from my sore throat, I looked over to where the aged man was and did my best to look as brave as I could. Meeting his eyes I finally found the name that had been stuck at the tip of my tongue. Of course! The Prophet, "Logue Lowe."
Oaka's POV:
Walking through the halls of the grey plastered building, I had my mind set on one room, or rather on one person. Haseo. Just what the hell was he thinking? The whole gig of beating up another chick, beating her into submission was just wrong. There were much better ways to gain Edward's help. As I walked up to the holding room, I noticed Aura walking a bit in a daze out to the right of the door. I moved quickly to where she was, grabbing her arm in the process. "Hey, what's going on? You look a bit pale.." She turned to me with worried eyes, and looked over to the door behind me before tears started filling her eyes. Soon after the first tear, many followed. Aura, who had been a strong figure in my mind and had been strong through everything that's been thrown at her, clutched onto my shirt and burrowed her face into my chest sobbing. "Shhh, hey, don't cry.." I said, trying to be calming by rubbing my hands in slow circles around her back. Gently, I lifted her face to look up at me. "Tell me what's going on, I thought everything was handled, that Haseo had his fill...?"
Aura hiccuped and attempted to speak, only to release a held back sob. I stopped rubbing her back and pulled her closer into a hug. After a minute or two she pulled away and looked at me with red-rimmed eyes. "I-I just w-wanted to help, and then he, he grabbed my throat and.." she trailed off. "I'm worried about Edward, this just isn't right. Not at all." she ended.
I nodded, I understood. "Who? Who grabbed your throat?" I asked, but before Aura had a chance to answer there was a loud bang that ricocheted off of the walls. Startled, I quickly snapped around and peeked into the holding room.
Edward was on the rumpled bed, grasping her torso which bled crimson. Standing over her was Logue holding a gun and saying something. I leaned in closer and listened.
"-just get rid of you. For some reason Haseo seems to think that you are the answer to all our problems. That if we had someone like you supporting, somehow, we'd be saved. But I refuse to have some Alchemist scum like you contaminate and taint our sacred grounds, then in the end ultimately destroy our whole race." He spat on the ground beside Edward and then raised his gun once more. "I will just have to get rid of you before you do any more damage."
A chuckle escaped Edwards lips, after a while changing into a full blown laughter. She smirked, cracking open the healed split in her lip. "I'm the filth?" She blasted out laughing again. Pulling her hands away from her torso, she moved to sit up. Logue moved quicker than anyone thought he could and slammed forward, grabbing Edward's hair and pulling her up closer to him. I looked over to Logue's hand holding the gun, it was firmly to the side of Edward's head, Logue's finger over the trigger.
"Now tell me if I am wrong, Edward, but I don't think the Fullmetal Alchemist can escape death this time..." Logue laughed.
The next sound that could be heard was a gunshot's bang echoing around the room and hallways.
AN: So even though I said a much longer version of this would be put out three months ago, I realize I probably disappointed some... Well here it is. Somewhat unfinished, and not really polished up, but here is some of it. Now, I'm not going to say I'll have the next chapter up soon, because in the end it really kind of counts on when I get a break, if I feel like I have ideas, or if something comes up or not… so I apologize for the cliffhanger and for the probable long wait.
Hope you guys like it! Please review and tell me how I can improve my writing (it isn't looking too good) and give me some ideas you guys have! Thanks!
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