I don't own them… #28 Pain and Wounds

OK I'm going to try and tell you this with the least amount of screaming possible. I go to a college where we live in dorms. And I hope you al know that there are people who are in charge of a group of incoming students that live on a floor of the residence hall. Well, I applied to be one of those people, we call them Resident Assistants, and I didn't get a position. That was before school ended. So I get home today and there is a message on my phone. No one ever calls me, so I was curious and listened to the message. OMG! I GOT A POSITION! I am so happy! I've been jumping up and down for almost two hours now! But anyways, tomorrow, (Thursday) I'm going to post the rest of this set of drabbles because I'll be training for a whole week before the students actually move in. So I think there are seven more drabbles left, so be expecting them tomorrow after about 3:00. Until I get back online, I love you all for reading my stories and I'll talk to you when I get my computer set up at college! w00t! jumps up and down a million times screaming 'I did it!'

"If you move one more inch, I'll make this hurt more than it already does…" The cold voice behind him said. "You've caused my family and our god much pain; the spilling of our innocent blood on your hands was great, therefore I will be greatly rewarded when I die and meet Ishbala. Now be prepared to meet your death face-to-face."

Roy couldn't move, and he was pretty sure Edward was knocked out.

"Why must you do this to him? He wasn't involved in the war at all; let him go and take your vengeance out on me." Roy pleaded, hoping Ed wasn't already dead.

"No; you are both dogs of the military, useless vermin that attacked and killed our beloved families and friends. With the blood from both of you, more of my people will be avenged, their pain relieved." The cold voice behind him said. "Do you have any last words?"

"Yes… you have no idea what pain is… pain is dealing with officials you morally disagree with, being forced to kill people you have no quarrel with. I have many things I regret, the war being the largest and most haunting. Kill me if you must, but please leave him alive." Roy said, closing his eyes and preparing for the searing pain he knew would be coming any second. He squeezed his eyes shut harder as he heard the shot, but the pain never came; he felt quick warm hands work at the ropes that bound his hands and feet.

"Come on colonel; we've got to get the two of you out of here." Riza Hawkeye said as she helped him stand up. Havoc was right behind them, picking up Ed's limp body. They walked past the dead body of the Ishbalan, Roy's eyes seeing malice and hate in the man's eyes.

"You will never know what real pain is… you got to die and you don't have to live with the blood of innocent people stained on your heart." He said, walking out the door.