Colonel Roy Mustang flicked his gloved fingers together and the world went dead black.
In seconds, Maes Hughes' eyes flew open and he was met with the blurred figures of a blonde haired woman in all white and a officer with a pale coat over his normal military uniform.
The woman slowly bent down and placed Hughes' glasses in his right hand. For a moment he felt pain as he lifted his hand and flexed the fingers. The man finished the action of closing Hughes' fingers around the cold, metal glasses, and the woman quickly wrote something down on a chart that seemed to appear out of nowhere.
Moments passed by in silence as Hughes clutched his glasses in hand, wondering if he should put them on so he could see faces.
"You'll be in a…bit of pain for sometime. You were wounded out there, and you're a lucky guy to be alive." The man said.
The woman lightly reached down and unclenched Maes hands, retrieving the glasses to put them on his face.
The man smiled but Maes noticed his eyes held none of that kindness. It held something else.
Then his world went black.
Riza Hawkeye stowed away her luggage in the compartment then sat down beside Roy Mustang. She sighed when she remembered their conversation from the night before.
"He could be dead." Roy Mustang had said in hushed tones as he and Riza had left the Eastern Headquarters at ten thirty last night. He could be dead. Her mind repeated as her stomach became uncomfortable with uncertainty. Hughes, the man who had always secretly, like she'd ever let him know it, made her happy with his jokes and his enthusiasm about life and everyone else's lives as well. He could be gone from their lives. His own could now be only a lifeless body.
The thought made her feel nearly lifeless herself.
He could be dead… She repeated once more as she had closed her eyes and gone to sleep as they sat on the train to Central.
A few hours later, the sunlight penetrated her eyesight. "It'll be dark in a few hours." Roy said, as he lowered the window covering and gave Riza a sad look. "But when we leave this train, it will be busy. We'll need to get an investigation underway, and figure out Mae's whereabouts. Get some more sleep." And so she did.
Krylancelo's note:
This took a while to update but I had to figure out how much I wanted to put in this chapter. I have some other things done for it but there later on. Chapter 3 or 4. Thanks for the reviews, and of course, I'd appreciate more. What does everyone think of the title?
There'll be more next time.