His Loss, Her Words, Their Adventure
Chapter 7
Disclaimer: I Don't Own FMA In Any Way.
Rating: PG—PG-13 Due To Bad Language and Violence.
A/N: Again, not much I can say just read the story.
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He stood, hiding, next to the small window and waited for Winry to cross with him. Winry took a deep breath and carefully stepped on as well. Ed grabbed on to the trains ladder that led up to the roof and climbed up, Winry did the same behind him.
Once on the roof, the two looked ahead of them to see the engine car was one car over. Ed looked over at Winry. "Ready?" he asked. "Let's go" Winry replied.
Ed looked back ahead of him and carefully began walking. Winry followed his steps and did the same. The wind was blowing harshly. Considering how high up they were it did surprise not either of the two blondes.
They continued taking minor steps towards the engine car. Winry pulled her arm in front of her, an attempt to make her hair come in front of her face less. At about halfway across the train, she lost her footing and slipped, falling. Ed looked back at her helped her to her feet once more.
"You OK?" he asked. Winry nodded surely and they continued walking.
Unfortunately for them, though, Winry's fall was heard on the inside on the train. The four guards standing at each corner looked up and then back at each other. "I'll go check it out" the guard at the end, holding two pistols, said as he walked outside to the platform and climbed up to the roof.
When he reached the top, he was slightly surprised to see two teens, slowly making their way across the train's roof. "Hey!" he called out. The two blondes looked back simultaneously.
"Uh oh" Ed whispered.
"What the hell are you two doing up here!?" The guard demanded.
Winry went to reply but Ed stopped her. "Don't answer that! It's a rhetorical question" Ed told her. Winry raised a brow; now she knew he had done something like this before.
"Either way, you two shouldn't be up here" the man said as he began walking up to them. Ed tensed up slightly. "A shorty like you could get hurt" he said as he slowly started towards his pistol holsters at his waist.
Ed's eyes flared up with hatred. "That's it!" he said as he began running up to the guard. "I am not short!!!" Ed told him as he jumped up, folding his legs. Winry had seen him do something like this before, so she practically knew what he was about to do.
Once high enough in the air and close enough to the man, Ed outstretched his Automail leg and kicked the man right in the face. Ed bent his leg a little and pushed himself off. He then landed on his left hand and pushed himself up so he could land expertly on his legs.
The guard forced his head back into place and spit out some blood. "Why you sorry little shrimp!" the man complained angrily. "Quit callin' me small!" Ed demanded as he ran, once more, towards the man.
Ed pulled his Automail arm for a punch but the man saw it coming and grabbed Ed's fist in his left hand. Ed's eyes widened nervously. In one quick motion, the man pulled Ed's neck into his other hand and slowly lifted him off his feet. Ed held the man's hand in a desperate attempt to get free and not be strangled to death.
The guard squeezed his neck tighter and, with his free hand, pulled out his pistol, pointing it straight at the young blonde's head. Ed struggled to breathe and his eyes widened again.
"Any last words?" the man asked. Ed tried to get through his grasp but it was no use. Would this be how the great Fullmetal Alchemist died? At The hands of a train jacker's thug? And, was it Ed or were thing's beginning to spin?
Ed began to fall into unconsciousness until he heard an all too familiar sound of metal meeting skull. He looked down at the man to see a rather large bump on his head and a dazed look in his eyes. The man's grasp let go of Ed's neck slowly and both of them fell down.
The man had fainted but Ed knelt up, coughing and breathing heavily in an attempt to regain lost oxygen. He looked in front of him to see the culprit of the man's head injury. It was…a wrench. He then heard footsteps of someone running over to him. Knowing my luck it's probably another thug Ed assumed. But instead of being grabbed, he felt a gentle hand on his back. He looked over to see, it was Winry.
"Win?" he asked, still coughing and breathing heavily. "Are you OK?" Winry asked worriedly. Ed let out a violent cough and spit. "Yeah…yeah, I think so" he replied quietly. "I thought…your wrench…was in…your bag" Ed said through breaths.
Winry smiled sweetly. "I lied" she replied. Ed cleared his throat and managed to catch his breath finally. "Thanks, I owe you…big" he told her. "Don't mention it" Winry insisted. Ed reached over, grabbed Winry's wrench and handed it to her.
Winry took it gratefully. Ed stood up and they continued walking towards the engine car.
Neither of the two blondes, though, noticed when the man Ed had just fought looked up at both of them from his place on the train's roof. He grabbed his pistol and threw it straight at Ed's head. The young blonde, dazed by the hit at first, soon fell to his knees and soon, the roof.
Winry quickly knelt down beside him. "Edward!" she called out. No response. Winry then became nervous as a shadow overcame her. She looked up to see, it was a very pissed off guard.
"EDWARD!!!" Winry screamed out…scared.
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It took Ed about five minutes before he woke up. "Ah, damn it" he muttered as he put a hand to the back of his, slightly sore, head. He shook his head and looked around for Winry. No one. "Winry?" he asked. Nothing.
He stood up and looked around frantically. Then, it hit him. The guard! He must've kidnapped her! He though nervously. Ed became angry now. "No" he said under a breath. "I won't let them hurt her…I made a promise" he said as he turned around towards the engine car ahead.
Meanwhile…
The guard had grabbed Winry and tied her ankles and wrists together with rope and was now on his way towards the engine car.
He opened the door and, inside, were two engineers on the floor, tied together and another man. "Sir, I found two teens on the train's roof, this is one of 'em" The guard holding Winry said. "And the other?" the man who stood in the engine car asked.
"Probably still on the roof, I knocked him out" the guard replied. "Very well, leave the girl here" the man inside told him. "Yes" the guard replied before throwing Winry on the ground in front of the man, apparently the one in charge on the train's jacking.
The guard then left back towards the passenger car.
The man walked up to Winry and knelt down in front of her. He had black hair and hazel eyes. He was at least twenty years older than her, Winry suspected.
"What is someone like you doing up on the roof of a train? It could be dangerous" The man asked, fake concern in his voice. Winry replied by huffing out a breath of annoyance and looking away.
"What's wrong? Don't you want to be friends?' the man asked. Winry didn't reply. "Hmm, I guess not" he said as he stood up and walked back to where he was standing. Winry looked up at him, glaring.
"Who do you think you are anyway?" Winry asked heatedly. "So, you finally decide to speak, eh? Well, my name is Kelle, I'm planning on jacking all the people on this train and then leaving them here to die, hope that's not a problem" he replied. Winry's eyes widened and then she became firm.
"My friend won't let you get away with this!" Winry said angrily. "Your friend? You mean the one my henchman knocked out? Please! He'll be out cold for a good while!" Kelle said, smirking. "You're lying!" Winry said, almost sadly.
"No, I'm not. The last time that man knocked somebody out, they were out for a few hours, which is just enough time for us to get our goods and leave all of you stranded here" Kelle told her. Winry's eyes widened and her head fell sadly.
A few minutes past before the door opened once again. Kelle turned around, thinking it may be another one of his henchmen but his eyes widened slightly at the sight of a blonde teen, some blood on his jacket, sleeves, face, shirt, and hands.
Kelle eyed him curiously but Winry smiled happily, even if he had blood on him. It was Ed. "Who the hell are you?" Kelle asked. The blonde didn't reply but glared at the man in front of him. Kelle looked over Ed's shoulders and looked out to the passenger train to see all his henchmen, tied in a mesh of metal in the canter of the floor. "What the hell did you do!?" Kelle demanded. "I'm stopping you and taking back my friend" Ed replied finally.
"Friend?" Kelle asked as he looked over at Winry and then back to Ed. "But…How? My guard told me he knocked you out cold!" Kelle said heatedly. "Didn't my friend tell you? I get hit over the head on the daily basis, I'm practically immune" Ed said playfully. Kelle's eyes flared angrily. "Fine! Then I'll have to take you out myself!" he said as he pulled out a pistol from a holster in his pocket and pointed it at Ed.
Ed yawned falsely and looked at the pistol no caringly. He then grinned mischievously, ran up to the man and pulled his Automail arm in front of the barrel of the gun, a trick he had done once or twice before.
"What the?" Kelle ked before realizing what was happening. He looked at Ed's hand. "Automail!?" he asked. "So, I see you've heard of it, but are you gutsy enough to shoot it?" Ed asked, holding the barrel securely in his hand.
Kelle thought for two seconds before smirking down at the young blonde before him. Ed raised a brow. Kelle pulled up a leg and kicked Ed fight in the stomach, causing him to take a few steps back.
Kelle ran over and picked up Winry around her waist, the gun pointed straight at her head. Ed looked up and took one step forward. "Nah ah ah" Kelle said. "Take one more step and I'll blow her brains out" he said. Ed's eyes widened and he stepped back.
"That's right, stay back" Kelle whispered. Winry huffed out a breath of annoyance. As hard as she could, she quickly elbowed Kelle in his stomach, causing him to take a few steps back and try to regain his breath.
Winry, due to the fact that her ankles were tied, fell on the floor once more. Ed took advantage and quickly used his Alchemy to make the train's wall trap Kelle against it. "What the hell!?" Kelle asked, puzzled. "It's called 'Alchemy' I'm sure you've heard of it" Ed said.
Kelle stared at him angrily. "You lost" Ed said triumphantly before using his Alchemy once more to create a tape of metal around Kelle's mouth to shut him up. Ed then made his way to the two engineers in the corner and untied them.
"Good job, kid!" one of the engineers exclaimed. Ed smiled brightly in response to his praise. "Yeah, small but powerful" the other engineer said jokingly. Ed looked at him, annoyed. "Don't call me small!" he demanded quietly.
"Ed!" Winry's voice was heard from behind. Ed turned on a heel and quickly knelt down beside her. "You're OK, right?" Ed asked. Winry smiled. "I'm fine, just get these things off of me" she told him. Ed nodded once and untied Winry's ankles. The mechanic sat up and Ed then began untying her wrists.
When he finished freeing her wrists, Winry let out a sigh of relief even though her wrists were still a little sore and red. "Thanks" she whispered. "We're even now" Ed told her. Winry looked at him and smiled. "Yeah, I guess you're right" she said cheerfully.
Ed looked over at the train engineers. "I'm guessing whenever we get somewhere; you're going to report these thugs, right?" Ed asked. One of the engineers smiled and gave him the thumbs up. Ed nodded once and turned back to Winry. "Let's go" he said. Winry nodded and the two stood up.
They walked out to the platform to walk out back to the passenger train. Ed crossed over and offered his hand out to Winry. She smiled and took his hand gratefully and he helped her cross. Without realizing it, they walked into the passenger car, hand in hand.
The train began moving, the normal lights returned, and they entered. Travelers on the inside praised Ed for saving them, even though he still had blood on him. Ed smiled and thanked the ones who had thanked him. Ed and Winry then left off to the next passenger train and walked up to their booth.
Ed opened the sliding door and let Winry in before himself. He then entered, closed the door, and sat down next to Winry. Den looked up at them from her spot on the booth but did nothing. "Well…That was exhilarating" Ed said, both sarcastically and playfully at once.
Winry laughed a little, causing Ed to smile at her. He loved hearing her laugh, especially if he caused it. Why? It was better than hearing her cry because of his stupid mistakes. Winry looked up at him and frowned. "What?" Ed asked worriedly. "You're still covered in blood" Winry stated.
Ed frowned and looked at his bangs, sleeves, and shirt. "Ah, man!" he complained. Winry only laughed a little more. "Don't you have extra clothes?" Winry asked. "Actually…yes, I do" Ed replied triumphantly. He quickly grabbed his back pack from where it lay on the ground and looked for his clothes within it. "Yes!" he said victoriously as he found the clothes. He stood up and walked out to find a bathroom to change, telling Winry he'd be right back before leaving.
Winry rolled her eyes and lie back on the booth. She closed her eyes, to relax a little, but sleepiness took over. Ed returned a while later. He opened the door, without realizing that Winry was asleep. "Well, Winry, I…" he stopped as he closed the door and turned around to see Winry's sleeping form on the booth. "Changed" he finished his original sentence and smiled slightly.
He was now wearing clean clothes, save his black jacket which he was holding, and was holding his dirty clothes in his other hand. He had also cleaned up his face and hands from the blood that was on them. Ed put away his blood covered clothes in his bag and pulled his clean jacket over Winry. "Night Winry" he whispered contently before sitting on the opposite booth to not bother the sleeping teen.
"Hmm, good night, Ed" Winry mumbled as she cuddled deeper with his jacket and held it tightly. Ed smiled and then yawned. He leaned his head in the window, closed his eyes, and fell asleep himself.
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A/N: So, was it OK? Did it have good action? I MUST know! Well, I don't HAVE to know but it would be nice if you told me with your reviews! So, please, be a good reader and R&R! Constructive criticism, no flames, thanks! ;) And don't worry, there much more Action/Adventure where that came from! Promise! (;
