Good morning my lovely readers.. I am currently on the plane for four hours, so im hoping to get this chapter written before I land! (I just edited once I landed haha)
So I am going to try and write the other chapters, at night when i am bored, haha.
Roy stormed into the military building, people about to greet him, until they looked and saw the anger. They did not want to be in the line of fire of when Roy blew up on any poor soul who he was after.
His hand was in the pocket with his hand firmly on his glove; ready to attack. He stormed up to the head office and stormed in. The secretary stood up. "Sir, you have no appointment-" She was cut off quickly with Roy's glare. "He has an appointment now." He rushed to the door and slammed it open.
The Furhur looked up from his desk and smiled. "Ahh, Mustang. Nice to see you are up and early. What brings you here? You seem upset." He grinned.
Roy glared unhappily as he threw the paper he found in the morning onto the desk. "Well?" He said nastily as his foot tapped impatiently.
The Furhur looked down and read it. "What do you want me to say about it? I don't know what it means, so if you want to care and explain this too me? I might be able to help you."
Roy glared menacingly. "I know it was you who said it, and I know it was you who got your minions to do this!"
"How is Edward?" He asked him curiously, hand resting his head as he leaned in his chair. "I heard he was living with you currently. "
Roy punched his desk hard, hard enough to put a hole in it. "DON'T MOCK ME! I know you know! So stop playing."
The Furhur smirked at him. "And if I do know? What will you do to me? Everyone knows you're here, and my secretary is out there. She also knows your in here. You try and kill me you'll be locked up faster, and besides, don't you want to see your precious little Edward again?" He grinned.
Roy glared. "Why? What did I do? No, I mean why bring Edward into this? He came back, You don't need to bring him into this!"
He smirked. " That's where you're wrong my friend. He has all the reason to be apart of this. " He looked up. "I mean, think about it… to get what I want I have to bribe. That didn't work for you, so now I'm blackmailing… " He sat up and looked at him. "Back down Roy. Let me stay in this power. I will let you have Edward back, once you do one thing for me. " He grinned.
Roy was wary of this and looked curious. "What is it?" He asked slowly. He did not trust him. But he wanted Edward back.
The Furhur grinned at him. "Walk with me." He got up and headed to the door, Roy only following cautiously.
The furhur told his secretary he will be out, and walked. He headed outside walking towards the restricted buildings, that even Roy was not allowed to go to. Roy looked at him. "What is it you want me to do?"
The furhur ignored him and headed into the building, with Roy right behind him. The room was dark, almost too dark to see in front of him. Roy kept his ears open, incase it was a trap to get him, his glove was on, just incase.
The Furhur kept walking, and Roy followed. A light turned on and saw the room was huge, full of what he believed to be experiments either gone wrong, or had to stop. He looked around, nervous. What did he have to do?"
Following, he saw there were stairs at the end of the building, heading downwards into the pitch black. "Down here, Mustang. " He called as he started heading downstairs, Roy following behind him; hand out ready for hopefully not an ambush. He was not happy, but he was not about to get himself caught and not be able to get Edward.
Roy looked around and saw an outline in front of him. What was he up too? He saw the Furhur went to the side to turn on a single light. Roy blinked from the exposure to the light, being already adjusted to the dark. He saw a sheet, covering something moving like it was struggling.
Roy turned and glared. "Is this some kind of a joke? Why would you bring me here?" He boomed angrily as he went and rush over to the sheet, knowing what was under it. He was stopped abruptly by what he would call a force field. He turned and glared. "What do you want!"
The Furhur grinned walking over with no problem, snapping his fingers as he grabbed onto the sheet to pull it off. It revealed what Roy's biggest fear was. He was watching so closely he didn't hear the footsteps of 12 people, circling them, with guns pointed at Roy.
Edward looked up seeing Roy, his face was telling him to run the other way. But he could not do that, not when he has Edward just at his fingertips.
The Furhur looked and grinned menacingly. "You want to know what I want you to do?" He asked looking around, Why I want you to do something for me, so you will never be able to have a chance at being Furhur ever. But being kicked out, and jailed. He grinned.
Roy turned to glare angrily at him. "And what may that thing be?" Waiting for the words, waiting for what he had a haunch on what he was doing.
The Furhur smiled. "Why… I want you to do the one thing you never wanted to do, never thought or dreamed of doing." He paced around Edward, a hand holding onto his head, bringing it to his chest. "I want you KILL EDWARD." He laughed as Roy actual fumbled, not expecting that at all.