Chapter 6

Winry (Full Metal Alchemist) woke up to a slamming door. Suddenly, lying in the bed across from hers was a petit girl with long, curly, pink hair and a striped dress that looked really big. She looked completely out of it. Winry got up from her strange slumber, and looked around her. Oh that's right. She'd been captured.

So when was Ed coming to save her?

Too sore to stay lying down, she rose to her feet and walked around a bit. Her eyes fell again and again on the other girl, waiting for her open her eyes.

Breaking the Monotony

Finally she stirred. She opened her eyes slowly, wiping the sleep from them. "where am I…?" she asked, rising and looking around herself frantically.

"Well…" winry began, "we've been captured by some knights or something."

"Knights? Is that some new type of LFO?"

"Huh?"

"Where's Dominic? He's always here when I wake up."

"Um…we've been-"

"Captured, right-right. So let's kick them where it hurts and go find The End."

"The End?"

"Anemone." (Eureka Seven) the girl offered her hand. "It's my name." she continued when Winry hesitated.

"Winry." she replied, shaking the hand.

"Okay, then. How do we break out of this place…?" Anemone rubbed her palms together.


Blackrose, (.hack/Game & .hack/Another Birth) in her scant armor and tan skin, paced back and forth in the cell to which she'd been assigned. She grumbled audibly unintelligible things. She wanted her weapon so badly so she could slice clean through the bars that held her. How'd she ever get herself into this predicament?

To her left was a strange mechanism that held in a watery bubble a little girl. She was floating slowly with a mask and some other tubes running through the water to her. She reminded Blackrose of Fumikazu, laying in his hospital bed in a coma. She squinted her eyes, and thought that she should get that girl out of there at all costs.

Popping her knuckles, She decided she was done waiting for aid from Kite. He was probably still trying to decide on a plan of action. Facing the bars between her and the girl's machine, she pulled back her hand and curled her fingers into a tight fist. "hiiiyaah!!" she cried, punching the bar with a ll her might. To her surprise, the bar bent easily under the weight of her punch. It strained and creaked then finally split. She bent the other bars a little to give her just enough room to get through.

The vast chamber stood before her now. It was dimly lit, with a couple of other, unused, cells like hers, and then this machine. She wondered what the significance of this thing was. Oh well, it didn't matter to her. Looking around, she saw her weapon laying on a rusty rolling table across the room. This operation would be much simpler if she had that.

She retrieved the large sword with a smirk, and then faced the Machine again. "Gan Smash!!" she jumped up and brought her sword down hard on the metallic prison. Wires, steel, and fiberglass all gave way under her mighty, weighty sword. She had to pull it out of the ground beneath the machine.

Sparks leapt up and scattered, the machine creaked and shook as if it was about to explode. She hadn't noticed until now that it was connected bodily to the walls surrounding them. If it fell, they might be crushed beneath the ceiling. She stuck her sword into the floor, and lept up to get the girl out of the bubble. The glass, which had partially fragmented from her weapon, was already pouring out water. She snatched the little girl and pulled off the instruments that held her.

The Girl wasn't especially heavy. Black rose was able to throw her heavy sword over her back, and carry the girl in her arms. She could see that the girl had thick locks of brown hair that seemed to usually be put up, but now fell liquidly in big wet clumps from her head. Her small face was still plump with youth, and she wore a long-sleeved jacked, and brown shorts that seemed to big for her.

Girl in hand, Black rose quickly headed to the steps that led down below.