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A Heart Dressed in Wicked

Chapter 10.) Guilt in Unison

He thought that this was about the second worst thing he had ever come to.

"Oh god . . . Brother . . . " Smoke rose up like a war bidden landscape, houses were but ashes bodies strewn everywhere. Tears came to Edwards eyes as he shuddered.

"Medea!" He shouted, he could see their house up on the hill, untouched, no, he knew she had been in the village . . .and Resembool was practically gone.

He ran through the streets searching, scared that each body may be hers. Alphonse went directly to check on Winry and the kids. Edward came to Lidia's home, or what was left of it. Tears leaked down his face as he saw an ashen figure on the porch, a man . . .Lucas? He turned away, he jogged through the mess and all the death as he made his way to Darla's. He stopped once he saw a massive mound of flesh, barely breathing before him.

"What is a chimera doing here. . ." He walked up to it, its green eye slitted and its jaws barely moving with its last dying breaths. Someone had shot it.

He moved around it, Darla's was just a house away which he was glad to see was still standing. He made it to the porch, the windows all broken and the front door torn off its hinges. He could see the splatters of blood all over the porch and the threshold, he took a deep breath before rushing in. The front room was a mess, signs of struggle very apparent as things were shattered and broken. He went into the kitchen, nothing there.

"Darla?" His voice sounded off, as if he wasn't really there. He thought he wouldn't ever have to see this kind of thing again. He heard a whimper from one of the bedrooms. . .

"Medea?" He ran to it, throwing open the door, it wasn't her, nor was it Darla.

"Lidia? What. . . what happened?" She was soot covered and tracks of tears could be seen on her cheeks, she looked up at him with watery blue eyes.

"Oh Edward. . .they are all dead. . . dead. . . " She looked blankly at the floor in front of her bare blackened feet.

"Lidia." He shook his head, kneeling before her.

"What happened here? Tell me. Where is Medea? Where is Darla?" She started to shake and a whine escaped her throat.

"Oh god . . . they ate them . . .they ate them. . . she was crying and they heard her she wouldn't stay quiet and they heard! They ate them! Ate them all!" She started to scream before hyperventilation occured. He frowned, grabbing her arms and lifting her up. He trekked all the way up to the house with her slung over his shoulder.

I was afraid to open my eyes, for one I hurt all over. I also knew that I was someplace I didn't want to be and I knew it would make things worse if I panicked. I slowly slid my eyes open well, only one, the right hurt a lot and it seemed to be swollen closed. My sight was fuzzy at first but as I began to blink a little more I could see shapes and colors. My hand moved, I wiggled my fingers and found out I was laying in straw. I slowly sat up, a head ache setting in, a woman sat next to me. I looked around, most of the people in the room were rugged and dirty. Solemn and fearful. Most were men, about Ed's age seemingly though there were a few that looked older. I looked to the woman next to me, her hair was cropped and straw yellow. The room began to bounce, I had to work hard to keep myself up right. It wasn't a room . . .it was a wagon or something.

There was only about 10 or so of us in the wagon, they were in groups, possibley people they knew . . .I couldn't see anyone that I had known. Then I realized that there was a huge gap of space where a little blonde boy sat. The people literally seemed to lean away from him. I squinted, my head pounding.

"Rich? Rich!" It was Rich! Oh I was so happy. I scooted towards him as he looked up, his face expressionless. The people started to murmur but i couldn't hear them.

"Rich?" His eyes suddenly flashed a lavender, and I gasped as a purple light flooded my vision . I tried to scoot back but I was too slow, the pale fiend from before grasped my ankle and dragged me towards him. I tried to scream out for these people to help, I only got out a cry . . .they wouldn't have helped either. He held me by my long hair before taking a chunk and lifting it up for closer inspection.

"Such a nice color. . . like blood. Good for grasping too." His voice seemed to drag in tone, a rich and silky sound. His hand flashed that color and I cried out trying desperatly to get away from him as his hand was suddenly a blade.

"Oh gods! Help! " I looked to the others, frightened and tattered. Some looked hollow, all looked like they didn't eat well. They wouldn't help either. He started to cut away at my hair, pulling up chunks and slashing. I jerked away trying to escape when pain seered above my brow.

"Now look, you misbehaved and now your cut. Tsk tsk . . naughty. . . " His voice was terribley beautiful, I hated it. I hated him and his stupid voice. He yanked me up close to his face and I looked away, anywhere but his eyes or his mouth. My body started to tremble.

He suddenly grabbed my jaws and held on tight, his fingers hurting me.

"L-let gooo." It came out more so a grunt then a plea, but his fingers gripped so hard. They only grew tighter.

"Keep talking, Hen. I can break your jaws with one hand, with two fingers. Want to see?" I knew fear shown all too well on me, i felt it, the tears that swelled in my eyes and over flowed down my cheeks and over his fingers were hot and salty.

He slowly let go before resuming his play of shredding my hair. I tried to stay still and be quiet, several times I tried to wipe the blood from my face but then the fear would wave through the people and I would stop before I could. I wondered if I would get out of this alive. . .Where were we going?

When he was done her head consisted of small whisps of red hair and a lot of nicked places. Her dark red locks were strewn everywhere, the gleem of hungry people scaring her. He shoved her back over to the woman with straw colored cropped hair and she sniffled, tired, hungry, cold , in pain, and now itchy. His hand returned with fingers and he watched her with those predator like eyes, his androgynous mouth curling up from one corner at seeing her misery.

His hands went behind his head as he lounged out comfortably, grinning smugly.

"Where are we going?" She felt that she needed to be brave though her wavering voice and the shocked gasps around her said different. He ignored her. Her brow came down, she knew boys like him from the village. They acted macho around her then when she tried to speak they pretended she didn't exist. Oh if she had a rock she would throw it at him.

"I know who you are." She whispered in a scared tone, hoping it wouldn't bring the wrong kind of attention onto her. His bright eyes found their way to her, his elegant brows uneven as he gave her a questioning look.

"Oh do you now? Surely not . . .'Rich'? " She gave a heavy breath and she swallowed.

"No, I know you are. . . Neid. You are called Neid." The murmuring started up again, but she wasn't worried about that. His brows came down, his eyes flashing like storms . . . just like Elaina's had. His mouth turned into a frown. All these expressions . . .they were just like hers . . .they looked just alike.

"So that's what you were doing in Central." He didn't sound very pleased at all. Had he tracked her from there?

"All of you shut the fuck up. I didn't say you could talk." They were all quiet immediately.

She looked to him, bringing her legs up to her chin, she was so scared. How could this have happened. If only she had run more, or gone to Winry's instead.

"What do you want with me?" He suddenly looked her in the eyes, his expression void of any at all. He cocked his head, making him look like a foreign creature, more unnatural.

"Many great things, Hen. In fact your purpose is more of worth then these shit and piss bags. Worthless pieces of rotting flesh." He grinned at them all flinching and wincing at his insults.

"You are just a big bully." His eyes grew a little wide before they squinted.

"Grow some balls did we? Well I'm not amused. Keep your trap shut unless I speak to you." She felt a small flare of anger inside her.

"Who are you to talk to me like that? You can't order me around." She braced herself defensively. He growled.

"Who am I? Your fucking master, thats who, brat. You listen to me or I'll make you hurt so bad you'll wish you had." He growled again.

"You aren't my master, no one owns me!" Her eyes flew wide as he was suddenly crouched before her, gasps erupting through out the wagon all over again. He grabbed her by the throat and a squeak was all that could be heard from her. Her feet kicked out ward, right for between his legs. It should have rendered him on the floor of the wagon, wringling in pain. He grinned at her though, an evil malicious grin. Her knee didn't come incontact with anything male. . .

He brought her up close like he might kiss her but stopped short. She was scared as she saw that his teeth were sharp, not at all human teeth. His eyes slitted and the light was back, she saw Lidia.

"You are so worthless!" It was her voice, lidia's face and voice. The light came again, Darla's face.

"I'm so disappointed in you. . ." Tears came to her eyes, she couldn't breathe with his hand crushing her throat.

This time it was Father, blonde and blue eyed.

"You're nothing but a stain on my shirt. Pathetic welp." Tears overflowed as she then saw her mother.

"I should have never done it, you were such a mistake. . ." She pushed her hands forward, clenching her eye shut.

"No!" Her voice ripping through the wagon. She could see the incredible light through both her lids, and she smelt burnt something. She opened her lid and saw Envy, a giant burnt hole in his chest. Her breathing picked up as he began to heal, clearly pissed off. He didn't have to hit her as the wagon came to a stop and the harsh sunlight blinded her.

It had been almost three days since the attack on Risembool. Edward kissed Winry and his two solemn children goodbye as they left with Alphonse in a black car.

"Don't worry, everything is going to be ok." Winry gave him one last strong hug, the kids looking at their father from the tinted windows, Lidia in the passenger seat. He looked at Alphonse as Winry got in the back seat with her children.

"Elaina said she would be here by Tuesday, think you can hold out that long?" His brother's tender eyes held a lot of sorrow suddenly. Both brothers feeling guilty.

Edward nodded, his hands going into his pockets.

"Yeah, guess I'll have to . ." Al nodded.

"Take good care of them for me." Al nodded again, patting the roof of the car.

"Don't worry about them, I'll keep them safe." He slowly got into the car, a heavy weight filled Ed as he watched his family and Lidia drive away. He turned, making his way back to his empty house.

Most of her face was swollen, not to mention that her ankle was sprained and she thought that maybe a few ribs were cracked. She and the others stumbled out of the wagon as they single filed into a sloppy line into a darkened place. She couldn't see well anymore, just that the floor was dirty but cobbled and that it was musty smelling. She saw that they were being lead down a hallway and split into groups by which Neid was making. He had the woman with the straw colored hair and a man with greasy black hair go into what she thought was a room. He saw her and gestured for her and when she didn't obey he had the woman, he called her Lust, hit her in the back and shoved her forward. He looked her up and down before looking to Lust who then shoved her into the room. A door closed and the sound of locks were heard.

It wasn't a room they were in either. It was a dark smelly and cold cell. She slumped down into a corner, the floor slimey as she curled up to try and sleep. Sleeping staved off her hunger a little.

I woke to whispers, one was angry and the other was apologetic.

"Don't save her any, are you stupid? You don't survive by thinking of others Amanda. Besides, did you see the way she acted? She isn't very smart, save her the further pain she will get by letting her starve." My eye cracked open, my body felt stiff and sore. My lips were dry and cracked, but I opened them to let out a sigh. Looking forward I saw a light, a few candles. The woman and man hunched over two bowls, I smelt something sour.

"Ugh . . ." I tried to get up, but moving hurt worse. The woman held a sympathetic look. She scooped up some of what ever was in the bowl and dragged herself over.

"Here, its eggs . . .scrambled. There is water over there too. I'll get you the cup." She grabbed one of my hands but I gasped, it looked like one of the fingers was broken. She grabbed the other one instead and set the chunks of yellow eggs in it as she went to get the one wooden cup. She dipped it in the other bowl as I devoured the eggs and came to me, helping me drink the cool water.

"What's your name?" Her tone was a bit raspy, from dehydration, but it was gentle. Her eyes were green.

"Medea Richiev. You are Amanda ?" She nodded,

"So you heard . . .Amanda Storbrook." She sighed, bringing over the bowls as the grouchy greasy man curled up in a corner.

"Thats Maxum, my husband. We are from New Optain. You?" I had never heard of New Optain, I swallowed some of the water before answering.

"Resembool." Some of the water dribbled down my chin and I hastily tried to catch it with my fingers but decided not to lick it from there after seeing how dirty they were.

"Poor thing, how old are you?" I gazed up at Amanda,

"Just barely 16." My voice was soft as green eyes grew wide. She looked to Maxum.

"That makes her the youngest doesn't it?" He grunted in his corner.

"What in Amestris could you be wanted for? Just a baby . . . " She sat back thinking hard.

"Have you been making a name for yourself? Perhaps it had something to do with that . . .thing you did." Was she talking about the light? The way I had burnt Neid up? Oh he had beat my face in for it too, made my vision near blind and I couldnt breath from my nose.

"I can't do alchemy, I can read and write using knowledge from it but I've never actually done alchemy. I don't know what he wants with me, I don't know why I am here, where is here or anything, I don't know anything!" I started to cry not knowing why I was so worked up but It startled me when I felt arms around me. Amanda was holding me to her despite the fact we were dirty and smelly. Well I was at least.

"Shh calm down. I can't promise that you will know everything, or that we will even be alright. I do know that if you panic there is less a chance at surviving." I know it was meant to comfort but it really didn't help a lot. I heard the locks at the door and I heard metal sliding over dirt, Amanda went rigid, letting go of me. It was then I noticed she had gauze on her face, above her eyebrow, and her wrist was bound up.

"Get up." Amanda scooted away, looking to Maxum who had turned on his side to watch. I looked up to see an irritated Neid. I shook my head no. He growled looking behind him.

"Must you go against everything?" I raised my brows at how childish he sounded before I yelped out in pain from his hand grasping my arm and yanking me up. I saw Lust in the door way,

"Female, come with me." I saw Amanda get up as I was dragged down the hall. A few turns and he kicked opened a door and threw me in the room. I cried out as I hit the floor roughly. He strutted over to a large basin where he dipped his hand in and brough it back out cupped. He threw liquid at me, I guessed it was water.

"Undress and get in. If you don't obey I'll dump you in boiling water." I swallowed and he quirked an eyebrow at me.

"Oh? Do you want to test me?Think my threats are empty?" I realized he really would do it and shook my head, I wobbled up and balanced on one foot.

"Do you have to watch? Can't you . . .turn away or soemthing?" I mumbled it, he'd probably hit me or whatever, I hadn't expected him to actually turn.

With a scoff he said,

"Just hurry up, I have better things to do then bathe my pet." Her face flushed.

"P-pet?"

"Just hurry up, stupid!" He growled it at her, she couldn't believe how . . . childish he was. It was so . . .strange. She pulled off her nasty dirty clothes, covered in mud and blood. The picture in her pocket fell out and glided right between Neid's legs of all places. He stiffly bent down to pick it up before turning around quickly. She squeaked and tried to cover herself with her arms.

"Where did you get this?" He demanded it, his eyes stormy again.

"E-elaina gave it t-to me." Her voice squeaking out sound. He growled and with it still in his hand he pointed to the tub of water.

"Your ass, in that tub, now." She couldn't help but grumble as she did her best to climb in.

"Less lip too." He growled at her, she rolled her eyes. She sat in it and couldn't help but sigh. The water was just hot enough, leaving the skin it touched red. It felt good though. She looked at him as he placed the picture in a pocket in his skin tight shorts, his abdomen was built and the strange shirt was more like thrown together fabric. It came high in the front, covering his collarbones leaving his throat bare and the back was nearly completely open. The black seemed like it was a part of him. Red stripes that even went over his skin made her think that perhaps that was his skin.

She jumped when he set a bare of yellow soap and a large discolored sponge neatly in a line on the very edge of the basin. The sponge teetered a few times before laying still and she saw a strange satisfaction cross over the lavender eyes, as if his life mission was to make those two items be still and in perfect line.

He turned his back as she reached for the sponge, getting the soap wet before lathering it on the sponge and then her body. Could he really be so bad? He was allowing her privacy, he was allowing her to bathe at all . . .that was a shocker for her. She was grateful though.

So could he really be that bad?

Oh yes, he really was. . .

Note here, Neid is Envy. Envy is not the EXACT same as before either. I've made him a little more stronger and his wit is a little more. . . faster XD Also, how he acquired Neid as his name with be explained later. Mattane 3

PS I'm not going to warn everytime torture, blood and gore or whatever happens, so just let this be your warning.