Hypnotized To Murder
Disclaimer: I Don't Own FMA In Any Way.
Rating: PG—PG-13 Due To Bad Language and Blood.
A/N: …
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Ed's determined golden eyes cracked open, sternly. He forced himself to his knees, staying atop of Winry though, putting most of his weight down on her.
Winry, looking up to her savior, suddenly remembered when he had sat and her, just as he sat now, and was her possible killer. Except, this time, he was the one in pain.
The blonde Alchemist looked down at Winry sadly as he brought his Automail to his injured side. "I'm sorry, Win…I broke my promise" he told her as he fell to his side.
Winry's eyes widened curiously; what did Ed mean? She quickly sat up and helped Ed to his knees. "Ed, what are you talking about? What promise?" the mechanic asked him peculiarly.
Ed looked back to his friend. "Back at home…I promised I'd never lay a finger on you again…I broke that promise by pushing you outta there" he explained to her, sadly.
Winry smiled in spite of the situation. She gently placed her hand on his shoulder, comfortingly. "I'm grateful you did" she said happily.
Ed looked to her. "Why didn't you move?" he asked her quietly.
Winry looked away, slightly embarrassed. "I was scared…" she told him.
Ed's eyes lowered. "Oh" he said quietly, understanding though.
"Well, isn't this precious?" Dante's voice caused both teens to look over their shoulders and to her. Ed scowled at her once more.
"You two are about as pathetic as that metallic arm" Dante remarked insultingly.
"That's it!" Ed perked up angrily. "You're finished, lady!" he jumped to his feet and charged towards the other Alchemist.
Dante pulled her blade in front of her, ready to register another blow.
Ed pulled his Automail, defensively in front of him.
Dante struck; metal met metal and Ed was now holding his arm in front of him as Dante's blade was forced against it.
Ed smirked, pulled back his right leg and kicked Dante away from him, at least five feet away. Afterwards, Ed slightly flinched from the pain of his injury. He tried his best to ignore it and turned back to his adversary.
Dante quickly recovered and looked to Ed.
"You may have seen me fight, Dante" Ed began. "But you overlooked one of my techniques" he told her.
"And that would be?" Dante asked.
"Something for me to know and you not to" the Prodigy replied.
Dante scowled at the teen. "You will not win, Edward Elric!" she told him. "I will have my Philosopher's Stone and your precious mechanic will provide me with a new body!" she informed heatedly.
Ed was not impressed.
"Over my dead body!" he said angrily.
"Then so be it!" Dante replied. She clapped her hands together and placed a hand on her blade, transmuting it into a backhand blade. "You die tonight, Fullmetal!" she said, her eyes wide in hatred.
Ed quickly transmuted his Automail to his weapon of choice; a trusty hand-blade. "I'm an expert in C.Q.C. (?) Dante" he told her.
"So, even in such limited space" he began, tauntingly. "I'm better than you".
Dante cracked and she headed for the blonde, determined to strike him where it hurts; his heart.
Ed would not have it and so the blade-on-blade attacks began.
Ed and Dante came at each other, their blades connected, bright sparks flew from the contact, and they pulled away once more. This continued a few more times. Ed finally decided to be the one to break the routine.
As he ran towards her, Ed jumped up in the air, legs bent but ready for an attack. Once close enough, he outstretched his left leg, kicking Dante in the face. Thrusting himself off with both legs, he pushed himself away, landing professionally on his feet a little bit in front of her.
Dante forced her head back into place and glared at the Alchemist with a reddened, scratched and nicked face. "Damn you, Fullmetal!" she said angrily. She ran towards him once more, her blade ready for an attack.
Ed ducked the strike and, while still practically on the ground, he stretched a leg back and moved away as he stood. Quickly, he spun on a heel, scratching Dante, lightly but violently, across her face with his Automail. Then, he brought up his left leg for a kick. Luckily, he was successful and Dante's ended up with a combat boot to her face.
The woman backed up a bit, an attempt to try and catch her breath and recompose herself. Unfortunately for her, Ed didn't waste time.
The Prodigy ran towards her with great speed.
Dante went to protect herself but was already too late.
Before she could even retaliate, Ed's blade was already straight through her stomach.
Dante's violet eyes, wide in shock as were her lips. She forced out small breath's, coughing slightly, which caused droplets of blood to end up on Ed's face.
Ed slowly pulled his blade out about halfway, before using his leg to kick Dante's limp body off the rest of his blade.
Dante fell to the ground, her eyes darkened and she stopped breathing.
It was a rather bloody and violent death but she was gone and it was over.
It was finally over.
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C.Q.C.: Close-Quarters Combat—Hand-to-hand, blade-on-blade, or even ammo-related (i.e. guns, arrows, ect.) combat held in close-quarters; small or limited space.
A/N: WOOHOO! I've updated so fast! X3 I can't believe it! Such an action-packed chapter, too! XD This was actually a very difficult chapter for me to write; I had to imagine each move in my head before deciding what words to use to describe it o.O Please, do me a big favor (seeing as I granted everyone a favor by updating faster O.o) Please R&R, constructive criticism, no flames :) thanks!