Havoc sat and watched as the whip tore the flesh off of Ed's back. He winced and then shifted. A pair of golden eyes looked up at him, pleading for help or a quick death instead of suffering.
'Dammit! Mustang better get here soon!'
Just as he thought that he heard a person behind him. He looked into his superiors dark eyes. Roy looked at Havoc and then into the clearing at the horrid sight. Roy's eyes twitched. He nodded his head for Havoc to move behind him and then turned back to face the clearing. They lifted Ed up by his hair and the chief looked into his eyes. The chief spoke something but the team was too far away to hear. Havoc jumped when he heard the slap of the whip again, this time across Ed's chest. Blood poured out of the wound onto the soil.
Roy looked up at the tree where Riza sat, a bunch of foliage covering her to hide her. She nodded at him, his queue to move on with the plan. Roy looked at his gloves and then back at the chief. He snapped and a ring of fire shot up around Ed to protect him. The man, that had held the golden eyed man, flinched back as the flesh on his arm was burnt. Roy motioned it was go time and a hoard of soldiers came out of the forest and went to rescue the famous alchemist.
Ed coughed up blood from the force of the whip across his back. He looked up at the chief and spit blood in his face. "I'll never help scum like you."
The chief sighed and a singled flick of the whip wielding man's wrist, Ed had a fresh wound across his chest. If someone hadn't been holding him, he would have collapsed to the ground in agonizing pain. Another whip was sent his way but was engulfed in a flame that appeared out of nowhere and now circled the blonde man. A smiled crossed Ed's features as he realized where the fire came from. Through the flames he could hear the chief's sharp intake of breath and then a single bullet. That's when all hell broke loose. He heard the screams of the people and the sound of a bunch of soldiers running into the camp. The fire lowered until it was no existent except for the singed soil and smoke. He watched as a pair of boots walked up to his face and then a gloved hand was there for him to grab. He recognized the symbol on the gloves and laid his hand on the flint gloves. The person helped lift Ed up and balance him.
"Can you walk?"
Ed looked at Mustang. "I never thought I'd be so happy to see you."
Mustang grunted. "That's good. Well talk all about how you missed me later. Now can you walk?"
Ed shook his head. "I don't think so… Sorry."
Mustang nodded and started to help Ed away from the camp towards the woods. They were almost into the woods when a single gunshot was heard. Ed looked behind them and saw one of the tribe members fall to the ground with a bullet hole in his head, the gun he held sliding a few feet away from him.
'Hawkeye must be here.'
Ed grunted and then was pulled to the ground. He winced in pain and went to yell at Roy when he saw a steady amount of blood seeping through a bullet wound in his back.
'Oh god no… I thought I only heard on shot!' He looked at Mustang and tried to get up but failed. 'I can't let this bastard die! He's got a family to live for.'
Ed tried to get up but kept collapsing from the blood loss. As he kept going, the world started to go black. He looked up when he heard footstep. Riza kneeled down next to Roy and was checking his pulse. She looked up at Ed with tears in her eyes. Ed looked at her apologetically.
"I'm sorry… Hawkeye… I'm sorry." He collapsed and the world went black. "I'm sorry."
Chapter 7! One of my quicker updates. Chapter 8 should be up soon.
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