A/N: Alright, I know you guys are wondering why it took me so long to update. Well…

I moved. To a new house. It took so long for me to organize my room, and get internet and all that. So yeah. Anyways, here is your long awaited chapter!

Kidnapping #5: Hourglass Part 2/2

Date: Feburary 13th, 1912, (specifically FRIDAY)

Roy Mustang walked briskly down the stairs that led them to a dark basement. Alphonse turned on the lights. The room was empty, but there were several doors that were numbered from 1 to 4.

"I guess we have to separate. I'll go through this one." Havoc walked towards the door numbered 1.

Roy Mustang looked at Lieutenant Hawkeye. "We all have to pick one door. You go through 3, I'll go by 2. And Alphonse?"

Alphonse nodded and ran towards the door marked 4.

Hawkeye hesitated for a second but she too, walked towards door 3, her gun raised.

Mustang smirked slightly as he finally went through the last door.

Now the only thing remaining was to toast the guys who took Ed.

Ed watched the boss of the people who have kidnapped him closely. The man sat there, smiling like someone had told him he'd won the lottery. At every few minutes, he would throw a glance at Ed's way, and his smile seemed to get even brighter.

"So…why do you want to do this?" Edward asked with a bored tone masking his fear.

The man's eyes brightened. "Because I love the faces of my victim's friends' when they come in and see they weren't in time to save their friend. It's very…" he smiled even wider. "…thrilling." He leaned in towards his desk and pressed a button.

Ed looked down to see the water rising more quickly than before, almost up to his hips. "You've done this before? That's sick." He mumbled, but the man heard him.

"Sick? No, no, I think it's great. Their reactions…their anguish…their pain… It's all great."

Edward sighed. No use trying to talk logic with a psycho. "And I'm guessing you don't have any family?"

"Family…" the man said as if tasting the word. "Family? No, I haven't had anything like that. All I had was a guy who beat me up whenever he felt like it... And then I killed him. So you see, what I'm doing is trying to save you from the pain."

Ed scowled. "Pain? What pain?"

"Your family…your friends…they will hurt you. They've hurt you and they will continue. By dying, you'll finally be free of them. And then I'll kill them for you. Then they'll get what they deserve."

Edward began laughing. He laughed until the man began looking at him seriously.

"They haven't hurt me at all. Just because your own father hurt you, doesn't mean everyone does the same. And suicide isn't the answer."

The man thought for a minute. "But…" he began. "But those people…your Colonel…the kid in the armor…they'll hurt me when they come here…" he mumbled.

Ed raised his eyebrows. He really didn't understand what this guy was trying to say. Did he really have no idea how the world worked? This psycho was acting like a little kid.

"Well of course they will. After all, you did kidnap me and you're trying to kill me." He struggled for the right words. "Uh… Did you ever…love anyone?"

The man shook his head.

"When you love someone, or if that person is important to you, then if someone harms that person, you'll be angry… And that's why, they will be angry. I'm an important person…and you're trying to kill me. That's why they'll hurt you. Because they don't want to see me dead, or hurt."

"Huh." The kidnapper said. "So, they'll hurt me? Guess I have no choice…" He took a gun from one of the drawers and walked towards Ed. And then he put the gun to his own head.

"Wait, don't!" Ed yelled, just before the man blew his brains out.

Blood and brains splattered on the glass and Edward shut his eyes tight. They had talked all this time, the guy had kidnapped him, only to kill himself in front of him.

And he had even said he wanted to see the faces of the Colonel and the others.

He cracked an eye open.

Ew.

He tried not to puke at the gruesome sight.

Blood.

Brains.

More blood.

The man's eyes were open.

The water had risen to his chest, nearly up to his shoulders. He began shivering. The water was cold.

He turned his head to some other direction and tried to think about something else.

Footsteps.

They were there!

It wasn't them.

The guys in masks. First it was the guy in the wolf-mask.

He fired to gun to his head before Ed could say a thing.

Then the tiger-masked one.

If these people were trying some emotional attack on him, they were doing a good job on him.

Ed bit his lip and shut his eyes tight.

Someone get me out of here..

Roy Mustang stared.

3 more doors stood in front of him. Apparently this guy had lured them into a maze.

He chose number 2 again and began running.

For all he knew, Ed could be drowning.

After five minutes of turning corners and going up the stairs, he finally reached another room.

Ed was in the tube, on his tiptoes, trying to keep his head above the water.

On the floor were the corpse of three people. There was blood on the glass, and Ed's eyes were shut tight. He was shivering.

He had reached his limit.

He took a deep breath just before the water reached above his head.

Mustang ran and grabbed a chair. He smashed the chair on the glass, but it didn't budge.

He snapped, and lit the glass on fire. Slowly but surely, the glass thinned, and finally broke. The water rushed out and Ed collapsed on the floor on his side.

Mustang immediately kneeled by his side. "Ed? Hey Fullmetal, open your eyes!"

Edward coughed a bit and opened his eyes. "Colonel?" he asked.

"It's me."

Ed suddenly wrapped his arms around Mustang and buried his face in Mustang's coat. The Colonel seemed to be surprised at first but he too wrapped his arms around Ed. The kid surely wasn't feeling like himself.

"Thanks." Ed whispered. "They…they're dead." He choked out.

"I know." He put a hand on Edward's back and rubbed it. The kid was freezing. The water must have been cold.

"Al?"

"He'll be here soon. We have to get you out of these clothes." He said and began removing Ed's jacket and shirt.

Edward's eyes were drooping, the sleep coming to claim him.

Mustang wrapped his coat around Ed and tried to help Ed get up. But Edward collapsed and his eyes closed.

Roy sighed and took Ed into his arms. He smiled. There was a good feeling about having Ed sleep on him. It had been a long day after all.

A/N: Eh… Okay, that really sucked. D: But the next one will be better I promise!

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