AN: Hey guys, this is mostly a chapter to get some insight on how Winry is feeling and why she is making the decisions the way she is. Thanks for all the feedback from Le Confidant, iAnneart01 and my guest who did leave me comments! I always appreciate knowing what you guys feel is missing so if you are wishing for something let me know in a REVIEW!
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Looking around the lavish room in disbelief, Winry wondered what Envy's maker was like to live in such a place. As much as she had tried to pry answers out about her Envy had been tight lipped about specifics leaving far too much to her imagination. Finally he had told her that for now it was better if his mother didn't know she was with him since there was no telling how she would react. With that she had let the conversation drop, though she had been curious how someone who obviously had missed their son so much that they had performed human transmutation to have a semblance of him could be that bad? Ed and Al had performed the same taboo in an attempt to bring their adoring mother back to life, and they were the best people she knew.
Envy had seemed honestly nervous, even if he acted the opposite. Dropping to the bed, she let her mind roll over the thought of him. She felt so alive leaving with Envy, and she also felt bad. Ed had clearly been worried about her but she couldn't keep being left behind to wait in hopes that he would someday come to care for her as a woman. Envy brought out a side that she had always wanted to explore with Ed, but had never been given the chance. With him she was able to feel important even if he expressed himself in a backwards way. Understanding that his history with humans was clearly one that had developed from not being accepted as a son or an equal being, she could put aside his wrong doings believing he was capable of better. After spending time with him she couldn't think that he was inherently evil.
When they had arrived Envy had said he needed to go check in with his artificial siblings so that he could find out what was going on. Winry had just resigned to relax and just try and clear her mind for a while, clearly that was working out...not. She couldn't stop wondering if she had made the right choice and being curious what Ed was doing right then. Was he still angry about what he had walked in on or was he at all kicking himself for not seeing just how lucky any man that had her was? Probably not, more than likely he was just irritated that he would have to make do with a patch job on his arm. Being so deep in thought Winry hadn't even heard the door open, or see the young woman walk in the room.
"Hello?" Winry jumped up from the bed releasing a shrill squeak of surprise. "Sorry I didn't mean to startle you, you're Winry Rockbell right?" Not wanting to seem like a spooked horse she extended her hand and shook the slight woman's hand.
"Yes! I am Winry, you startled me. I was just caught up in thought. Who are you?" This girl was very pretty even if she wore a very precise haircut. Dark brown and blunted bangs shaded her dark eyes, but she had a pleasant face.
"My name is Dante, I believe you know my son Envy. Well, not technically my son, but the reincarnation of him so to speak. I'm sure you already know this though. I wanted to come by and meet you myself so I could see what Envy has been so wrapped up in. I've never seen him be anything but violent with guests so I wasn't sure what kind of shape you would be in." Smiling sweetly, Dante looked anything but sweet. For a minute, Winry thought her eyes looked cold and ancient. None of the small tidbits of information that Envy had given her prepared her for how wrong she felt being around Dante.
"N-nice to meet you, as you can see I am doing fine. I've only seen him be cruel once and I don't think he is so bad really..." Seeing the look Dante was giving her, she trailed off not sure of what she was supposed to be saying or not saying to this woman.
"Not so bad huh? Hmm, I venture a guess that if you knew just who all he had killed you would probably think differently about that. I could be wrong though, but I thought humans valued friends and family more than that." Taking a step back, she replayed Dante's response in her mind. "I'm saying that Envy is directly responsible for the Ishvalan War, therefore causing the death of your parents." Staring in shock at her she wondered if there was any way that was true. "This is no distortion of truth, my dear. He shifted into an Amestrian soldiers facade and shot an Ishvalan child point blank." Winry's eyes filled with tears as she took in the information that had just been sprung on her.
"How could he do that though?" Her voice faltered. He had killed a child, destroyed almost an entire race of people and caused the deaths of her parents. If there wouldn't have been a war they wouldn't have been there to begin with! "WHY would he do that?"
"Because he was ordered to carve a blood crest, so that I may complete what I have set out to do. Though to be honest he quite enjoys those types of orders. Just like when he killed that inquisitive man that was forever blathering on about his family. What was his name again? Oh yeah, Hughes! But I'm sure you know him right?" Winry's entire frame shook with anger and sorrow for her parents, and for the family that would never be complete again because of Envy. Tears streaked their way down, cupping her chin before falling from her face. "Also, he picked you up for the sole purpose of getting that Fullmetal brat to fall in line. He has been using your emotions against you to upset the Elric elder since he holds animosity towards him. What better way to get things done than to convince the girl closest to his enemy to follow him blindly than pretending to care for her? Now that you are here I will take your body and transfer my soul into it, which serves as a double purpose really. I can bring Edward to heel using your precious carcass AND hurt Hohenheim for leaving me by taking his son as my new lover. Which it shouldn't be hard to sway him while I'm wearing your face." She needed to leave. Now. Throwing her wrench at Dante she began running out of the room, however expecting it to knock her out failed miserably. Dante had clapped her hands together bringing part of the bedroom floor up to swat the wrench away. Clapping them again she had a fist made of more flooring grab Winry before she made it to the door.
Struggling to get out of the hand, Winry kept twisting her body trying to break loose from it's painful grip. Walking casually, Dante approached her with a sadistic grin. "Don't worry soon you will be with Hohenheim's son, of course you won't know that but it will all be the same to him." Dante reached over to the nightstand and grabbed the lamp. A few seconds later she felt the blow of metal to her head. The crunch against her skull was sickening. Feeling her eyes grow heavy, she tried to remain conscious. When her eyes finally closed, the world went dark.
AN: Okay, so once again this chapter just went out and around what I was planning. But oh well, at this point I guess I am just as much unsure of what's coming next as you guys haha. Thanks for reading and as always please REVIEW!