Ed: WHAT THE HELL! Where the f*** have you been, Geno?
Genocide: I'm sorry v.v
Jeremy: It's okay, cuz. As long as you're updating.
Genocide: Well, that's why I'm sorry. You see, my mom found my FF stories, and was all;
Flashback:
"What the hell, Alexx? What is this trash?"
I shuffled my feet, trying to make myself as small as possible in the face of darkness and doom.
"They're my stories..."
"NO SIR! I'LL NOT HAVE YOU WRITING SUCH UNPOLEASANT THINGS!"
Squeek.
"Yes Ma'am..."
End flashback;
Jeremy: Harsh...
Ed: What, so i'm just... like... unimportant?
Genocide: 'Course not, lovey :D i'll just have to be inconspicuous about it, meaning i won't be able to write often now...
Jeremy: Whatever, Geno. Post the warnings so the readers can... ya know... read...
WARNING!: Boredom, Violence, Blood, licking, mystery, threats, mumbling, forgetfulness, humor, and-
SERIOUS WARNING! PLEASE READ!: If EdxAl fluff bothers you, then i advise you don't read this chapter. If you squint there's some implications, and FLAMES WILL BE USED TO ROAST MARSHMALLOWS!
Ed traced the fancy pattern on the rug, every now and again sparing a glance at the door that hid Havoc, Al, and Roy who were having a 'Grown-up discussion' that Ed wasn't allowed to partake in. He sighed.
Bored. Bored. Bored.
"Why didn't I know sooner?" Al asked in a hushed voice, still managing to sound furious. Roy scratched the back of his neck awkwardly.
"I forgot to mention it..."
Ed looked up curiously as a crash sounded. His ears twitched a few times but he decided to leave it be. Pandora chose that time to prance over and mewl at him.
Are they still fighting?
Ed snorted. "Yea. They've been like that for about an hour, thinking I can't hear them." He could see Pandora roll her liquid lilac eyes at the absurdity. "And it would seem it's worse than you originally feared." Ed spared another glance at the door, not noticing Hawkeye watching, confused. "Apparently it's the human me that's dying. Eventually I'll lose all ability to think rationally, and revert into a completely Neanderthalic being." Ed couldn't help the sigh that pushed past his lips.
"Maybe that would be better, though. Maybe then, i wouldn't be aware of it... I can feel it, Pandora..."
The cat mewled, obviously asking what he meant. Ed smiled sadly, looking back and staring, as if he could see the three through the door.
"I can feel myself leaving... changing... dying..."
Hawkeye blinked. Was he serious? He could feel it?
The door shot open and Roy flew through, slamming into the opposing wall. Al followed after him, sleeves rolled up, obviously peeved. Havoc chose to stand passively, letting Ed slink over and nuzzle his neck.
"What's that about, love?"
Havoc grinned at the nickname, and lifted his hand to stroke Ed's back, getting a purr from the blond.
"Roy withheld information... Al's getting revenge."
They laughed, and watched whole-heartedly as Al beat the shit out of their commanding officer. Just as Al lifted him by the scruff and poised for another punch, a gun sounded. Ed yowled and jumped five feet in the air before scrambling under the couch in a shivering heep. Everyone blinked at the reaction, then Hawkeye coughed.
"Al, i think you've done enough."
Al released Roy, wiping off his hands. "Yes, Ma'am."
Ed giggled at Al from his all-too-familiar crouch, having come out from under the couch and taken a safe position behind Havoc. Al snickered, and walked over, patting Ed on the head.
"Was it entertaining?"
Ed merely nodded, grinning.
"I'm serious, Ed. You run off again, i'll skin you alive."
Ed nodded, not really paying attention while Havoc droned on about what not to do ever again. He was getting tired of people treating him like he as disabled. It got on his nerves.
"...And then we had to come find you. I'm sure Markie had better things to do that day..."
Ed nodded absently, rolling over on his back and letting out a yawn.
"...Could've really hurt someone! There was that bum..."
Hobos? That sounded interesting, but Ed was too far gone to listen.
"Ed?"
The response was a mumble and the back of the blond's head. Havoc huffed. "Ed, are you even listening to me?"
"No."
Havoc sighed, scooting over to lay his chin on the younger blond's shoulder. "C'mon, Ed. We were really worried... I was really worried."
Ed tensed, turning to the older man with a resigned sigh. "I know, love, I'm sorry. At the time, I was just too... Just... too, okay?" His eyes flickered down. "But I won't do it again... I promise."
Jean seemed to think this answer was acceptable, and couldn't resist a quick snog.
Heat was rolling off of him in waves. Jean could feel it coming from behind the door. The animalistic urges were almost palpable. He heard growling and crashing, but knew not to go in. He had done that once before, and it hadn't ended well.
Inside, Ed was yowling and growling, trashing the room. His head felt like it was stuffed too full, and his body ached. He couldn't think clearly, and wanted nothing more than to rip something apart, be it furniture or otherwise.
A light knock on the door had the blond frozen, his eyes narrowing with a growl.
"Ed? Can I come in? It's Havoc... It's Jean."
A long silence followed this. Ed was crouching down, backing away, watching the door with less than hidden warriness. After a few moments, the door opened softly and Havoc's head popped in, setting Ed off. The younger blond lunged at the older man, the two landing in the hallway with Ed pinning Jean down, snarling into his face.
Havoc looked up, only slightly scared, and placed a hand on Ed's cheek, drawing out a flinch.
"Ed, calm down... It's okay."
The blond growled, leaning closer, before yanking it's head away and standing at full height, pacing the room snarling. Havoc sat up slowly, rubbing his head, and watching Ed. He tried to make out his mutters.
"...Bad... stupid cat... had to... with... but Havoc... and... deva... horrible... can't... with..." Nothing was registering for Havoc, and Ed just continued pacing. Once he had stopped to look up, breathing heavily, before returning to his oval path.
"Ed?"
Ed stopped, turning jerkily, albeit gracefully, to look at Jean with narrowed eyes. Jean fought the urge to squirm under his beast-like gaze but instead stood and walked over.
"Calm down, Ed..." Havoc reached out to put his hand on Ed's shoulder, but the younger blond slapped it away.
"I'll be outside..."
And so Ed walked out, leaving Haovc standing there in almost darkness.
Ed snarled.
"What the hell is happening!"
This is what they were talkin about, right? You're becoming more animalistic... though I'd not say i've met any other animal with quite as big an... appetite."
He growled at Pandora, making the small Cat flinch away.
"Fix this. Let me remember! Maybe, somewhere in those memories... is an answer... a solution-
No, Edward... I cannot. For one, you yourself had wanted the memories sealed away... and I can't let you remember, when danger is so very close...
Ed couldn't fight the sudden urge, and thrust out a clawed hand, catching the cat by the throat, failing to catch the first bit. He pushed her up against the nearest wall, a low feral rumbling in his chest.
"Does it look AT ALL like i care?"
The cat coughed and sputtered, squirming, yowling-
"Ed?"
The blond dropped Pandora and turned almost too quickly, growling. He was angry at so many things, and what luck someone had come to let him release the... tension.
But there stood 'Al', watching him with catious eyes.
"Are you alright, Ed?"
Ed immediately crouched lower, eyes narrowed. "No, Al... I'm not." His hands fisted in his hair, but then were thrown in front of him, fingers curled, as if to strangle the air. "I'm so lost! I don't know what's happening!"
Al moved to step forward and say something, but Ed turned away and slammed his fists again the wall. "I don't know what's happening... to me! To everything! I may not know much, or remember even the slightest bit of what i was before, but..."
He turned back jerkily, surprising Al with angry tears.
"I know i've never felt like this... even now, to tear your throat out would feel so good..." Al backed up, confused and scared.
"Ed-"
"You smell like vanilla..." Ed came forward, stopping inches from Al and closing his eyes, inhaling deeply. "It smells so good..." His hand moved up, as if on it's own, to carress Al's cheek, Ed's eyes opened to reveal liquid gold, laced with tears. A mocking smile appeared on his face. Al tried to back away, but Ed caught his waist, pulling the younger blond closer, their stomachs touching.
Ed drew a shaky breath. "I'm sorry, it's so..."
Pandora mewled, Al struggled against Ed's grip. But it was no use, the chimera was too strong.
"...tempting..."
Al grunted with frustration, pushing Ed away, or trying to. Ed merely leaned in more, his chestrumbling, turning and going toward Al's neck. Ed ran his tongue down the vein, both of them shuddering-
"Ed... Dont."
Al was shaking, from more than fear.
"But... you look so-
His words were cut off with a grunt of pain, Al's knee connecting with Ed's gut. As soon as Ed was shrunked inward, he turned on his heel and ran.
What was that just now? His brother had frightened him...
'The feeling of those furred claws against my cheek...'
Al cried as he ran.
In neverending white, a snowy figure sat hunched, its head on its hand, its hand on its knee. It looked entirely comfortable and relaxed, save the manic grin that graced it's face.
"What an... interesting development, wouldn't you say?"
The white figure spoke with thousands of layered voices, of women and men. The black figure it adressed nodded. It hovered there, a mere ball of shadows.
"Soon, Edward Elric will cease to be, leaving only a creature doomed to destruction and eradication, be it of others or itself..." The rounded shadow peirced itself with a grin, the white standing out amongst the dark.
The white figure grins wider, splitting its face in what looked to be a painful way.
"We can't have that, now can we, homonculus..."
The ball grinned wider.
"When truth itself speaks, I can do nothing but listen..."
They then turned to a large stone door. It was cracked open, and a man's face shown halfway. He donned grey robes and a saddened face, weathered with time and greif.
"Are you willing to cooperate now, Tursley?"
The old man choked on a sob, nodding frantically.
"Of course..."
YAY! So there's that! I'm really sorry it took me so long to post it. My life got in the way, and i couldn't access a computer...
I really hope you enjoyed this chapter. I'm bringing out new elements and the mystery's coming to a close. I predict about 4 chappies left, but hey! I've been wrong before! :D
Sayonara!
OH!
OMAKE:
Waffuru ano desu: The waffle is over there :D
