A/N: Kinda short, but a lot happens. Btw, Envy is going to be, and has been, a guy in my story. Why? Because writing 'Envy' over and over again so it was he or she and the extra letter was too much effort for me. Enjoy!
Winry opened her eyes and was greeted with the sight of a gaping hole where the kitchen was supposed to be, the remains of the walls and floor burning. Scattered burning chunks of the room were spread throughout the living room, entryway, and on the stairs with some reaching as far as the open area of the top floor. She blinked, pain suddenly searing up from her leg causing her to cry out.
That was when she saw a pile of wall in the kitchen shift and from under it Envy stood, a malicious grin on his face that made Winry's eyes widen. There was a gaping hole on his right side but is quickly closed itself, disturbing her further. He moved towards her and suddenly she realized, with the burning remains of her kitchen stretching before her and an evil homunculi advancing, she was very alone in that moment. She screamed but it didn't slow the monster coming at her with a gleam in his eyes that made her shiver. She looked around, finding she was at the bottom of the stairs, Auntie lying beside her with her hair undone from its usual bun and spread out around her head.
"Ed!" Winry screamed, trying to drag herself backwards up the stairs from her worst nightmare. He closed in and there was nowhere she could go, the pale hand of the monster reaching out and grabbing her throat. Envy then lifted her off the ground, allowing her legs to dangle in the air, sputtering for air.
"Princess, you told about our little secret. Now, I'm going to have to kill you."
~.E~.D~.W~.A~.R~.D~.
As he exchanged blows with Envy he was struggling to see a way out of their fight to get to Winry and move her to a safer place without bringing along the homunculi. That was when he helplessly watched as from his trench coat pocket Envy whipped out dynamite that made Ed's eyes widen in realization. The idiot was going to bring the house down with Winry in it. Ed made a move for the explosives but missed and as he regained his balance Envy brought a lighter from his pocket and flicked it on.
Ed's blade stuck into Envy's stomach just as the flame reached the end of the fuse and the loud sound of an explosion filled his ears.
~.A~.L~.P~.H~.O~.N~.S~.E~.
He headed back down the path home, having hurried quite a bit to gather groceries, metal, and medicine since the stranger had left him quite upset for some reason. He was nearing the house when a large explosion rocked his destination and the kitchen blew up in a mass of fire and flying debris. He dropped the bag at that point at started sprinting, fearing for the safety of everyone inside.
When he reached the front door he pulled it open to see a disturbing sight. Held by the throat, Winry was being lifted off the ground and he caught a threat to Winry's life at the end of Envy's sentence. That was when he didn't think, just acted. He flew at Envy and swung his metal arm at the homunculi's head, knocking him sideways and sending Winry sprawling on the ground holding her throat.
He moved to her quickly, checking her over, before returning his sights to his opponent. That was when he saw a shift in the kitchen remains and heard a groan. "Brother!" he yelled since Pinako was beside Winry and no one else had been in the house. That raised Winry's awareness because she jerked her head up and spotted the shifting rubble. She began dragging herself that way but was stopped by a rising Envy.
"Hey! That hurt!" he whined as his head fixed itself, the injury from Al's attack disappearing like it had never existed. He glared at Al and turned his arm into its green form, lashing out at the younger brother. Al leaned back to avoid the attack before returning the blow with one of his own knocking Envy back. That was when, in their distraction, Winry began half crawling half dragging herself towards Ed. Pain spiked from her leg making her have to pause occasionally and clench her teeth, but she was too concerned about Ed to stop. When she finally got there she began to clear away the ruble with her hands, the dirt coating her hands as she searched for Ed.
Eventually she caught sight of his blond locks and became frantic. She hurried to reveal his face, making her fingers bleed as she dug them into the rock and wall. When his face was relieved it scared her to see blood flowing from a wound on his forehead but relieved to see that because a larger chunk was leaning against it, the piece of wall above his chest wasn't crushing him. His eyes were half open and upon seeing her he began trying to talk.
"Winry...Mustang...call Mustang..." he ordered and she nodded, knowing that it would take a while but if anyone could help it would be Mustang and his troops. She forced herself to rise to her feet, stumbling from the pain that rocketed through her leg. She groaned before deciding to leave her leg as dead weight and she began to drag herself along towards the workshop where the only phone left was. She had to move quickly past the sill battling Al and Envy, but managed to get around them and get into the workshop.
Once there she scrambled for the phone, tugging it off its cradle and dialing in the number Ed had given her in cases of emergency. It rung several times before a voice answered. "Hello?"
"I need Colonel Mustang. Tell him he needs to come to the Rockbell residence." She panted, everything becoming a cumbersome task in her exhausted state.
"I'm sorry; I can't understand what you're saying. The Colonel is out, but I can take a message for him."
No, no, no! Winry's mind screamed when she heard that, dropping to the ground with her phone in hand. She looked through the open door to see Pinako sprawled at the bottom of the staircase, the kitchen burning up or what remained of it, and Al fighting a-what seemed to be-impossible to kill homunculi. She realized everything she'd work so damn hard to keep together, everything she'd mended with lies and fixed with words of fear, had come unraveled. Auntie was lying unmoving at the base of the stairs, Al fighting a monster, Ed buried under rock and chunks of the house, and her struggling against the pain of her recently mutilated leg.
Tears came to her eyes and she began to sob loudly, not caring about the consequences. Colonel Mustang was not coming and even if he did it would only be in time to find all their bodies-or Ed, Aunties, and her bodies with Al's armor. It only made the tears come faster like a waterfall pouring down her face and dropping off onto the floor. She knew Ed would hate to hear her say such a thing, but she just didn't care anymore.
About trying. About working. About living. Everything she'd spent the past ten years building came down in a fiery explosion of her childhood home. That was when she felt a rush of dizziness and felt something drip down onto the back of her neck. She dropped the phone, the secretary still yelling hello, and pressed the hand to the back of her neck to find something wet dripping down. She migrated her hand up south to the back of her head to find a sharp glass sharp sticking out of her skull.
She knew if she pulled it out it would only bleed more so she left it, setting her hands on her lap as she tilted her head back to look up. She stared up at the ceiling as things got darker and thought she heard yelling, but ignored it because she was just so sleepy...
