The Cataclysm of Edward Elric
Chapter 6: Secrets
"I wonder what will happen when they find out... I'd lose my certification, that's for sure... But...they'd probably lock me up too. To keep me in their net."
Ed sighed.
"I can't go back to that. I don't want to be locked up again."
Ed sat there in that alley for a long time. After all the waves of tears were gone, he looked at his watch that told him it was almost 3am.
He looked at the engraving he carved all those years ago. Was there any point now? What's the point in looking for the Philosophers Stone when he couldn't even use it.
Ed had spent his 16th birthday in a cold cell and bound with chains to an even colder wall. He couldn't even enjoy his cake that Al bought for him. The only thing that could satisfy his palate was human blood. The cake just tasted like dirty water to him. His worst birthday ever.
Speaking of blood, he hadn't had any for a while. He was a little parched.
Would there be any people on the streets this early in the morning? Only one way to find out.
Ed got out of the alley and sniffed the air. The air was still crisp with cold, but Ed could smell just fine. He could smell a human about a block away from where he was. I'm just drinking a little bit of blood. I'm not going to kill them. Ed ran after the smell and soon he was on the main street and there was a bundled up human 20 feet from him.
The human didn't hear him. Good. Ed began running again and caught the human in his arms as he ran and covered it's mouth with his hand. He ran into an alley and stopped dead in the center in it.
The human was trembling with fear in Ed's arms. Ed wasn't tall enough to reach the human's neck so he forced the human onto it's knees.
Ed tugged the scarf around the man's neck loose and pulled away the collar of the man's shirt away from his body. Ed's new strength was more than enough to keep the man from getting away. Keeping his hand over the man's mouth, Ed bent over the man and felt his new instincts beg to take over. He pushed the instincts down and sank his fangs into the man's neck.
Ed had never tasted fresh blood before. It was always packaged for him in little bags. The warmth of the blood and the sensation of a good hot meal was more than Ed could ever expect. He moaned with pleasure as he hungrily gulped the blood and was lost in the sound of the pounding heart of the man he was drinking from. Even when the man's heart slowed to a stop, Ed kept drinking. Until...
OH NO! I didn't…?
Ed pushed the man away and he fell to the ground, never stirring once. Ed could smell death; he killed him.
"Oh no, oh no, oh no," He told the body, panicking, "I didn't mean to! I only meant to drink a few gulps! I didn't want to kill you!" Ed looked down his front and saw it all bloodstained.
"Al's gunna kill me when his finds out!"
"Brother's been gone for a long time. I hope he's ok."
The front door suddenly opened and closed, but before Al could see who it was, the bathroom door slammed shut and Al heard the deadbolt lock into place.
"Ed? Is that you?"
He only got silence.
"ED!"
"Yeah?" said a eerily cheerful voice from behind the door.
"Are you ok?"
"Yeah, yeah. I just need a shower. I haven't had one in the longest time."
Al stared at the door. Something wasn't right, but he didn't want to barge in. "Brother, the sun's going to rise soon. I'll make sure no sunlight can get into the room."
"Good, good. That's good."
Ed stripped off his jacket and shirt. Luckily his red coat didn't get any blood on it so he hung it up on the hook on the door. Then he slipped off his boots and stuck them in the corner of the room to dry. Next he stuck the blood soaked clothes into the tub and ran the water on full blast. He grabbed a bar of soap and rubbed it into the clothes and watched as the water in the tub grew more rustic red in colour. He drained the tub and examined the clothes: stains were gone!
But Al's gunna wonder why my hair's not wet...
Ed ran the shower again and soaked his upper body with the cold water. He used a little soap so he could fool other people as well about the shower.
As he towelled off his hair, Ed realized that his clothes were soaking wet. How am I going to explain that to him? oh well.
When Ed finally got out of the shower he went straight to his suitcase and pulled out a shirt. After putting it on he slumped onto the bed and sighed.
"Well Al, what are we going to do now?"
Al shook his head.
"I don't know. There isn't much of a point now is there."
The two brothers were silent for a while.
"It would be suicide to tell Mustang or anyone about this problem of mine." Ed said.
"Yeah. The military could do what they want with you if you didn't have your certification as a State Alchemist."
"Which is bad for the both of us. So no telling anyone about this!"
"Not a soul. We act as if everything's just fine."
The two brothers bumped fists as the clock on the bedside desk struck 5am.
A/N: GAHHHH not enough sleep! sooooo tired!
With all that's going on in my life. I can't guarantee exactly when this will be updated next. I will TRY to have it up sometime next week, but don't go holding your breath on it. I've got a whole lot on my plate at the moment.
Which is why I took the time I should have used for studying to put up two chapters today.
