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Pain and blood ahead! An attempt at making some pain and action, gah, I failed at action. Gah, I think I failed pain too.
Thanks for all the review so far:D I'm so happeh! xD Sorry this was kind of a slow update. ; I'm surprised people are interested in my stories, this is like the 5th story in my whole life. o-o; I hardly write any. I hope you find this chapter ok. -;
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Chapter Two--This Isn't Real Pain
He spun his head around and there was Riza and Al, standing at the other entrance to the alleyway. He was confused, what was he to do?
"Get out of this! All alchemist who go against God will die!" yelled Scar, as Ed began to feel sick. The hand on his head getting less comfortable by the second, his grip was also tightening. He didn't like this at all. What WAS he to do!
Ed, just suddenly spit onto Scar's face, grabbed the surprised Scar, with his right hand, and allowing him to be able to jump over Scar, and landing on top of a trashcan. Then did the next thing that came to mind.
He stuck his tongue out and taunted him. "Ha ha!" but stopped because Scar, was quite mad. Really mad. Then did what he should've done first.
Ed ran towards the only exit of the alleyway, his mind was blank, but full of fear.
But he was cut sort, for Scar grabbed his right arm, and there it exploded, with no blood or bone, but pieces of metal and wire. Some of it bit into Ed's surprised face. Since when was it metal? He gritted his teeth trapping the scream in his mouth. He fell to the cold alley floor, in pain, his vision blurred.
He tried to crawl away, but Scar kicked him in the stomach quite hard, and put his hand on his left leg, alone the hard grip hurt the boy's flesh leg.
"Now we need to get ride of this annoying leg…huh?" Scar said uncertainly. His left leg was real flesh.
It felt as if invisible knives began to cut him on the inside, and leaving slashes on the outside. He moaned a painful one, and clutched his remaining fist. Was his leg going to shatter like his fake arm did?
BANG!
Riza, had fired not once but twice. But Scar easily dodged. The Steel Alchemist, clapped his hands and placed them on the wall, with gutters wrapping around Scar, who again, easily escaped from. However when one of the gutters fell, it sliced Ed's skin, right above his stomach.
"GOMEN!" cried the Alchemist worried.
Ed rolled onto his stomach and curled into a small ball of pain. He heard a faint meow, and lick on his left hand. Camathy?
Al ran to defend Ed, considering he had sort of hurt Ed, outstretching his arms, defensively. "Are you okay?" Ed didn't reply, but Scar did. He kicked him back over to Riza, where spat out blood.
FWOOSH!
A spiral of flame was upon Scar, and a bullet was shot into his left arm. A cement and metal snake from the ground wrapped it self around the wounded Scar, and froze.
"Führer Mustang!" said Riza and Al, saluting, while other military officials surrounded Scar, with guns. Scar stirred and cursed, but was knocked out by surprise when someone hit him on the back of his head with a gun…his eyes seemed to shine with an evil gleam before they shut… No one seemed to notice Ed until rolled onto his right side, knocking over a trashcan.
Ed, was still gritting his teeth, not wanting to let a single sound escape him. Why? He didn't know why, but he just couldn't. But he did feel a drop of liquid coming down his cheek. He wasn't sure if it was blood or a teardrop. But the drop that plopped on the ground showed it was a mixture of both. He felt as if he was drowning in his own pool of blood.
"Take Scar to prison, until he's awake. We'll figure out what to do with him later. Someone get the kid to a car. We're heading for headquarters this time for sure," said Roy shakily. "Armstrong, take the boy to the car. We'll have to take that cat. It looks hungry, and we do have to say thanks to it, somehow, for finding the boy for us."
As a pair of hands reached for him, he tried with the rest of his strength to crawl away but ended up closing his eyes in pain, which the pain in his eyes were covered by his golden bangs, and dropped into the darkness, with pain still grasping him as if it would never be satisfied. The last thing he heard was yet another faint 'meow.'
"Do you think he is alright sir?"
"Hawkeye, knowing the old Ed, he wouldn't die that easily. He's too darn stubborn."
"But sir! He may appear to be like Ed, but it doesn't mean he is Ed. He looks smaller then you would think, really in 6 years, he would have grown at least half a ft or something… he still looks like he's 16. Not to mention he's not reacting to the word. He'd react in any state he was in. AND he has an auto-mail arm, but not a leg."
"Maybe so. That's why we have to question him. Al? Are you okay? You've been awfully quiet."
"Hm? Of coarse…I was just thinking. Did I really have a brother named Edward?"
Ed couldn't help but groan as a sharp pain went through his right shoulder. It was painful and annoying.
He was on a bed. Resting his head on his soft and fluffy pillow. He slowly opened his eyes. He tried to sit up, ignoring the pain, and to even try to escape. Could he trust these people? But he was pushed back down by a blonde female, name Riza.
"Please lie back down," was all she said. He didn't resist. He was still in pain, he avoided their gazes and turned his head towards his left, only to meet a pair of brown eyes. Al's brown eyes. Al looked different with a military uniform. Ed also noticed that he wore two white gloves with a transmutation circle on both of the palms. Behind Al was a rack, where his torn clothes hung. Ed was wearing a white hospital gown.
"Are you still in a lot of pain, kid?" he turned his gaze to the officer who said that, turned out to be Havoc. He noticed his face had a few bandages. Ed only said: "This isn't the real pain..." The door to Ed's room opened, in came Cain Fuery. "Here are the extra bandages if anyone needs them."
"Thank you," replied Riza. "So, we have a few questions to ask you. First of all, what is your real name?"
Ed looked up at her. Her face was serious, but had a tint of pity and kindness. "I don't know…but you can call me what you guys keep calling me. Ed." And gave a small grin.
Roy, Riza, and Al, looked a bit confused. In the back of the room, Havoc and Fuery were debating what exactly cats like to eat. While Camathy climbed onto the bed, on top of Ed, who petted her happily and warmly.
"So, Ed…where'd you come from?" continued Roy. "And how did you get an auto-mail arm?"
"CATS EAT FISH!"
"WELL THEY LIKE TO EAT MEOW MIX BETTER!" (Gah…it probably wasn't invented yet. xD)
Ed didn't respond. Didn't they get it? He didn't know anything about himself! Or where he came from or anything! He sat there staring down at Camathy, who was playing with his left hand.
Roy seemed to understand he didn't want to talk. But he needed answers. "Al, go check his coat for anything."
"Yes Sir."
Ed turned his head slowly towards Al, where he was searching through his pockets. He pulled something out, and stared at it, with his back facing them. "What is Al?" Al turned towards Roy. Roy held his hand out waiting for an item to drop onto his hand. Al came up to him and dropped the item into his outstretched hand.
Ed was confused. It was just a watch, wasn't it? Roy stared back Ed's eyes. Ed gazed back as well. As if he was reading Ed's mind he said: "This is a state alchemist watch. Proof that you either stole this or you're a state alchemist."
"Eh….?"
Roy opened the watch, to see an engraving on the left side saying, 'Don't forget 3.Oct.10.' and a folded up piece of paper…
"Sir, maybe we can call Ed's old mechanic…Rockbell was it? And see if the parts of his auto-mail were hers. We have the remains of the arm in a bag in the corner."
"Right. Good idea, Hawkeye. Al, do you still remember the number of the Rockbell girl?"
"Hey, Riza, do you by any chance have some Meow Mix…?"
I'm starting to think Camathy is an….ALIEN!o-o; She's too smart. Gah…what do I know? X3
Ed: Well, one, you're the writer. O-o;
Me: GAH! I love you! hugs him to death
Meow mix. xD like always, any feedback is welcome! D Hope this chapter was up to satisfied! ;-; Bwuhaha…I gave Ed a flesh limb! x3
GAH! Spoiler for the end of the series…
I forgot Roy could only see with one eye……. ;
Ha, it's my story though! Pretend he still can use both…shhh….