Tell me This Isn't Happening
Roy looked out the window. He sighed. I wonder if she's okay... he clenched his fists. If she's hurt, I'll burn that ass hole to a crisp! He thought, getting more and more angry at himself. I should have gone with her...I'm so stupid... "Hey...We're here." Alex said, as they pulled up in the ally where the lieutenant was taken. Roy got out of the car, and inspected the place where the truck was parked. He bent down, and saw a piece of something plastic. "I found a piece of plastic bag" He said very sereously. Havoc came running over. "It is, but anyone could have a platic bag." Havoc replied. Roy dropped it as he thought of what Havoc had just said. Horrible thoughts entered his head. What if she was suffocated? a tear ran down his cheek. "Sir?" Armstrong asked. "I swear, Riza...I'll find you alive no matter what it takes..." he said to himself. He put the piece of the bag in an envalope, and sealed it shut. "To Hugh--" Roy began, but then remembered that Hughes was dead. He clenched his fists. I won't lose anyone else...I can't lose anyone else...Riza and Maes were my best friends...Roy thought, holding his tears back in his eyes. "And now one of them is dead, and the other one is kidnapped." he whispered. "What was that, sir?" Havoc asked. Then, another car pulled up, and Maria Ross stepped out. "Sirs?" She asked. Roy, Alex, and Jean turned around. "We have word that a serial killer, recently kept in the military prison, has broke free. Roy gasped. "A serial killer! Are you saying that a serial killer kidnapped my lieutenant!" he asked outraged. "Calm down, Mustang." Havoc said. Maria nodded. "We still don't know which killer it was, but we're getting closer and closer to solving that." she said as she got in the car, saluting them. "Good luck." Amrstrong said as the car drove away. Mustang was on his hands and knees. He clenched some of the ground's dirt into his hand. The dirt was cold, and it felt like there was some sort of solid in it. Roy looked at the dirt in his hand, and gasped. Roy figured out who took Hawkeye. In the dirt he had in his very own hand was...
A piece of raw meat...
The lieutenant backed away from the bag that had fallen. She tripped, and fell. "N-no..." she whispered and began crying. There were footsteps outside the closet, which she now figured was a meat freezer. She backed herself into a corner, scared to death of what her kidnapper, or should I say, chopper would do to her when he opened the door. The door creaked open, and a familiar man stepped inside. "Hello, lieutenant." his voice said. Riza shook at his voice. "I...know you're voice from somewhere..." she said, quivering. "Oh do you?" he asked. "Well, then...guess who!" he said as he threw a butcher knife right next to her head, slitting her cheek. Riza squeaked in fear and pain. She put a hand to her face, which was now bleeding madly. "I forgot to mention, if you guess wrong, the next one is going straight for your head." Riza's eyes closed tight. She didn't want to answer. What if I'm wrong? What if it's someone else...well, I gotta try. "You are...Barry the Chopper?" she asked, and she clenched her fists. She heard laughing, and looked up. He was standing right in front of her now. "My, how smart...yes. I am indeed Barry the Chopper. I've broke free of that military jail, and now I want revenge...of course, it's no fun chopping up people nobody cares about." He said smirking as he put one of his grimy hands to Riza's face, wiping the blood around with his thumb. "So, I picked you, lieutenant."
Riza looked at him, horror-filled eyes. "But...who cares about me?" she asked. "Oh, shut up! We both know that the colonel is out there, risking his life trying to find you. I left him some bait. He should be here any moment. When he does get here..." Barry said. "I'm going to cut you up, and let him watch." He said, stepping on the bag with the woman's head in it as he said the word 'cut'. Riza backed herself further into the corner. Never in her entire life had she been so scared. Barry laughed as she backed up further and further. Then, he walked around, looking at the shelves, smirking. "Yes. You will fit nicely right here." he said pointing to an empty spot on the shelf, marking it with her blood (Which, if you recall, is now on his thumb). "What do you think?"
He looked down at her. "Aah, if you're too scared to answer..." Riza looked up, knowing what he was about to say. She didn't argue, she answered. "I think..." She started. "I think...you are genuinely sick." Barry just laughed. "Yea, that's what the dead one's said." Hawkeye stood up. "St-stop trying to scare me!" she shouted. Barry laughed again. "Scare you? Oh, no, I'm not trying to scare you. As a matter of fact, I want your final hours to be the best ever." he said as he walked closer to her. Riza was stiff. Don't move, Elizabeth, he'll slice you here and now if you do. She told herself. Oh god, I had better just try.. with that, Riza closed her eyes, and kicked Barry's legs, causing him to fall. Then, she ran to the door, and tried to open it. Barry got up, laughing hysterically. "Nice try..." he said. "I'm impressed." There was a pause. "Well, see ya when the colonel arrives." He stood, and walked over to the door, pushing Riza out of the way, and leaving, locking the freezer door behind him. Riza shot up, and began banging on the door. After she heard her hand crack, she stopped, and slid down the door. She lay hopelessly in a corpse-filled freezer, waiting for her Taisa to come, just so he could watch her die. The thought of her sealed fate, made her cry. "This can't be happening...tell me this isn't happening..."
He threw the dirt and meat on the ground. "Barry! That sick bastard! H--he's gonna kill her! HE'S GOING TO SLICE MY LIEUTENANT INTO MILLIONS OF PIECES! We have to do something before she becomes another one of his poor innocent victims!" Roy said in rage as he shot up and threw himself into the car. "COME ON! HURRY!" he yelled at the other two. Slightly confused, Alex and Jean got into the car, and Roy (Even though it was Armstrong's car), stepped on the gas, and raced across town to the old butcher shop. "Uhh, can I ask who exactly is gonna slice the lieutenant into a million pieces?" Jean asked confused. Roy looked in the mirror at Havoc, who was sitting in the back seat. "What are you, stupid? Who else is a frickin' serial killer who would cut a beautiful young lieutenant up just for the enjoyment of it!" He asked irritated by Havoc's question. "Umm...the Chopper dude?" Havoc asked still confused. "WHAT IS THIS, A GAME TO YOU! I ask you a sereous question, and you say 'the chopper dude?' Lieutenant Havoc, I suggest you use your frickin' brain before I lock you in this car and light it on fire!"
"Calm down, colonel. We shouldn't argue. We have a mission. And Havoc, please understand, Roy is feeling unwell today, because his lieutenant has been kidnapped." Armstrong said, breaking up the fight. Havoc sighed. "I wasn't arguing." He said, lighting a cigarette. Roy just kept his eyes on the road, even though he was royally pissed. "I'm sorry if you took that offensively." Havoc said once again. There was an akward silence. "No, you shouldn't be sorry. This is all my fault and now I'm overreacting. Well, I'm determined to get Hawkeye back, and nothing will stop me. Let's just go get our lieutenant back." Havoc and Armstrong gave a sad, yet happy smile (How else should I describe it?). They pulled up into the ally, and got out of the car. Roy headed for, not the door, but the window. "What are you doing?" Havoc asked. "Well, we can't just barge in. That would be rude." Roy said sarcastically. Havoc smiled knowing he was feeling better now that they were there. Havoc grinned. "That's our Mustang." Roy snorted and looked in the window. "Well, what do you see, colonel?" Alex asked. Roy turned to them. His eyes got a bit teary. "The window is cold and icy, but I can see her." He said as a tear finally escaped his eye. "Where is she?" Jean asked, a bit afraid of what the answer might be. Roy didn't answer, instead, he banged on the window.
What's this...banging? Riza asked herself as she looked up at the window. She had never been happier to see those beautiful black eyes in her entire life. She couldn't move, she had lost too much blood, and was in too much pain. If she could have, she would have been at that window, begging for him to come and rescue her. Instead, she nodded pathetically, and Roy's eyes lit up with hope and disappeared. What about...augh! This is all a trap! a tear rolled down her face, making it even colder. Roy won't lose...if he does...I'll never forgive myself. And if he does lose, I won't live to not forgive myself. Just my luck, huh? She thought as she lay helplessly in the center of the freezer.
Roy jumped down, determined. "She's not dead, but her face is cut, and she's extremely cold." Alex and Jean didn't have time to get the through their heads before Roy pulled on their arms and knocked the door down. Barry's back was facing them, he didn't turn around. The room was dark, only lit by the light coming through the closed blinds. The only noise was the sound of a knife being sharpened. "What did you do to her, you sick bastard! Where is my lieutenant!" Roy asked furious. Barry laughed. "I didn't lay a finger on her..." he said in his creepy voice. "LIAR!" Roy screamed. "She has a cut on her left cheek!" Barry laughed again. "I never touched her, my knife just slipped. Then I went over to see if I hurt her, and washed the blood with my thumb. A thumb is not a finger. I didn't hurt her, only a little paper cut. I wouldn't want to do that without her Taisa here to see, now would I?"
Roy flinched, and took his gloved-hand out of his pocket. Barry laughed. "Let the show begin." he said turning around and moving into the light, knife in his hand.
