Chapter 7 - The Punishment Of Being Extraordinary
"James Mire. We have an eye witness stating they saw you carrying Major General, Edward Elric, out of Central Command on the day you were dismissed. Do you still claim to have no knowledge on his whereabouts? As you are aware, Fullmetal has been missing for the last twelve days. Since the day you were last scene." Roy's expression was dark. Cold. Hands crossed over his desk as he regarded the calm, ex soldier, before him. A small smile coming to the man's lips. Since Fullmetal had vanished, the general had suspected the ex medic of the military, but when they had searched his home nothing was found. No clues or indication that the man had Edward. He didn't even have a black eye or a cut on his person. Central Command had questioned everyone in the building thee day of the incident, but with so many soldiers working at the building it had taken several days to get through all of them, but just three days prior a man came forward claiming to have seen James carrying a person with blond hair out of a bathroom in the west wing of Central command.
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The sound of snapping echoed around Ed's head painfully, eyes opening slowly before his body flinched back harshly from the man leering over him. He bit into his bottom lip, fighting back a pained whine, head turning away from James as his eyes closed tight. The blond all but trying to will the other away.
"Today.. I think I'm going to take out all that shit in your shoulder and leg.. Just rip out all those automail ports and metal junk right out. Maybe then we'll be even. Equivalent exchange~ right?" He was grinning wide, hand coming up to brush back dirty blond bangs. The boy beneath him shook harshly at the touch. "You took my title, my job... You stained my name." He looked off with a silent frown before looking back at Edward. Glaring down at the boy before locking his hand tightly around his throat. "So, essentially ruining my life. Well, I'm gonna ruin yours, basically." James reached out to a large tray off to the side of the bed. Ripping the lid off the needle before plunging it just above the shaking blond's hip. "Don't worry. You'll feel it. I just won't have to worry about you thrashing and screaming on my table."
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"Well, it honestly took you a lot longer then I thought it would for you to catch me." The room was swallowed in silence as the man spoke. "Twelve days. I really lost track of time.. I wonder how he's doing in the dark?" He chuckled lightly as he leaned back in his chair, arms crossing over his chest. "Where is he." The flame alchemist all but growled his words. "Dunno. Can't remember where I left the pipsqueak~" A laugh barely pasted James' lips before Roy had his fist smashing into the ex soldier's jaw.
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Tears were streaming down his cheeks, hiccups jolting his body. Shots of pain rocketing through the screaming nerves of Edward's shoulder and remaining thigh. His teeth were clenched as he hissed out, desperately trying to stifle a scream. "I had lots of fun playing with you, but I can't risk coming back after this." Dull golden eyes were wide and panicked as they took in the man before him. Ed couldn't move, simply forced to watch as James dressed to leave. "It won't be so bad, but I'll have to leave the lets out." A strangled whine spilled from the blond chained to the bed. "I know. I know. You're scared of the dark, but I can't risk someone noticing the light and finding you, right?" The ex soldier kneels over the bed, knuckles brushing over the bruises littering Edward's throat. "Don't think you could anytime soon, regardless. Try not to be surprised when no one comes back for you. Bye General Major, Edward Elric~"
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"ENOUGH!" The desk rattled harshly as Roy slammed his hands over top his desk, forcing up onto his feet before he was rounding the desk. Hands slamming down to fist in the front of James' shirt before Mustang was hoisting him up off his feet, somewhat. Voice loud and commanding. "Where is FULLMETAL! We KNOW you know where he is! YOU had been the one assaulting him before he just DISAPPEARED! Regardless, I know you know where he is and if you think sitting here with a smug smile-"
"He'll be dead long before you get me to tell you a damn thing, General." He chuckled and spat a bit of blood after Roy slammed a fist to his face once more. "WHERE-" Roy started before Hawkeye halted the man with a gentle grip of his shoulder. Roy released his grip on the man to let him drop back in his seat before he took a calming breath and leaned back against the edge his desk. "Where is Fullmetal." When James mere let another chuckled out his laugh was cut off by the sound of a pop and soon he was screaming and writhing on the floor. Hand clasping his shin as he screeched in agony. All eyes fell on Lieutenant Hawkeye as she was holstering her pistol and resuming her stance at the side of the room. Roy smirked before turning to the man on the floor. "Like I asked, Where's Fullmetal?"
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Edward sobbed harshly, face shoved into the stained mattress beneath him. He was curled against himself in a fetal position. Flesh hand fisted in the sheet curled around him. It was freezing. Everyday seeming to get colder. There hadn't been light for who knew how long. James had left him days ago and true to his word, he never came back and no one came to find him. He felt like he was starving and didn't know when had last eaten, sometime before James had gone most obviously. What unnerved the ex alchemist the most, had him sobbing violently, was the darkness. It surrounded him and hand started eating at his nerves and mind since the first night he'd spent in it. It reminded Edward of the day he'd gone too far. They day he nearly lost Alphonse forever as well as his limbs. Edward could swear he could hear things in the darkness at times. It was always there, drowning him.
First, Ed had simply tried to wait it out. The man may have hated and abused Edward, but he wouldn't just leave him to starve in the dark. But before long, hours turned to what felt like days. His hunger soon making pain in his gut, body freezing and too weak to even try and crawl around the room. There wasn't a point. The bed was fastened to the floor and with only one leg and arm Edward couldn't even try to pull his hand from the chain on his wrist. Edward had attempted to break his wrist, but the blond couldn't seem to get it to work and only ended up hurting it heavily. He wasn't sure if it was sprained or broken and after a few more hours in the darkness he didn't care. He screamed and pleaded and cry into the darkness, hoping that James was simply toying with him, but the man still never came.
James had drugged and disarmed him. Disrobed him. He'd forced himself on Edward time and time again, wrecking the blond's body without a care before he was ripping apart the automail Ed had suffered to have put into his arm and thigh. He'd strangled and taunted Edward before up and abandoning him to a bed in the dark. Paralyzing the blond through most of this till he was too weak to fight against the ex soldier.
Suddenly, the sound of rushing feet began to slip into the room and dance around the darkness. A brief moment of hope flared in Edward. Even if it was James coming, at least he would be out of the dark, but he shook the thought away. No one was coming. His mind was toying with him again, so Ed simply squeezed his eyes shut tight before screaming in the dark for everything to stop. It had worked as the sound of feet disappeared, but they returned not a moment later. Pace quickened. It sounded like a stampede almost before Ed could hear doors flying open and banging out in the distance. He stayed beneath his sheet, though his eyes were wide as he listened to the growing sounds around him, jolting harshly when the door to his room slammed open. Light poured into the room along with the distorted sound of voices. Someone was pulling back the sheet he was hiding beneath, but Ed simply curled more into himself, face pressing more into the mattress under him. The voices were stronger now and stung at his ears with the sharp tones. The sound of his name being called had Edward turning to face the owner of the voice, but the light was too bright and had his head pounding. It was suddenly too loud and too much happening at once. He couldn't see and him body felt like ice. Edward curled more into himself before he slipped into unconsciousness effortlessly.
