Promises and Guns and Flowers, Oh My
Chapter Seven
"Show yourself you dirty bastard!"
Mustang ran into the dark building and looked around. After he entered, the door slammed closed and locked behind him. Mustang jumped and turned. Then, behind him, inside the building, he heard something turn on. He turned again and saw a large spotlight hanging from above. He squinted his eyes, then he saw. Hawkeye was hanging about twenty feet from the ground, the circle right below her on the floor. This spot light was the only light.
"See. Here is your Hawkeye. Now, you want her back. You will fight me. Then you will judge me and when I win, you will hand over a State Alchemist pocket watch and declare me the Quicksand Alchemist."
Mustang spit on the floor and moved forward. It was hot in the building. Since it was middle of June. He unbuttoned his jacket and tossed it to the side, along with the butt cape. He pulled his gloves on tighter and stared at Garth. His eyes did a quick up look at Hawkeye. She was awake and watching him. Garth left her awake. Makes the fall more painful for her... and him.
"Riza!"
Mustang looked up and yelled to her. She began to sway back and forth to signal she hears and sees him.
"Better be careful little one. You might swing right off that there hook."
Garth laughed and looked back at Mustang who was watching Hawkeye stop swaying.
"I will save you! Don't worry!"
"Don't hold your breath girl! This man will be nothing but a pile of dust when I'm finished."
Garth jumped into a fighting stance and waited. Mustang stood still. He wiped his brow and then removed his white shirt., making him bare-chest. Even from above, Hawkeye could make out his chest and thought 'Damn he's hot. Now just get me down!'
"Ready flame?"
"Bring it Garth!"
And with that said, he snapped his fingers and sent flames crashing over to Garth who was about seven feet away. Garth jumped out of the way and the flames hit some dusty boxes in the back. A loud explosion followed.
"Ha, ha! This place was once a gun factory. Full of gunpowder. Kind of ironic. The military's flame alchemist and his sharpshooter girlfriend shall die in a 'dead' gun factory."
He laughed and then jumped as Mustang sent over more flames. Garth then slammed his hands together, then on the floor. A large crack was heard as the floor split in two. Mustang walked backwards trying to escape the cracking floor. He then saw water quickly rushing through the crack. Mustang quickly thrusted his left hand into his pocket and removed his glove. Just as he expected, the water came up and splashed him, just missing his right hand. He snapped again, sending more flames. These flames hit Garth, and sent him backwards with a loud thud.
"You little bastard!"
Garth stood up and sent another watery earthquake at Mustang. Yet again, Mustang sent more flames. This continued for about half and hour, both men getting injured.
"You wont win!"
Mustang yelled over to Garth as both men began to stand back up.
"Yes I will, or she gets it!"
Garth pulled the box from his pocket and played with the toggle.
"What?"
"You loose, she dies, you win she dies. Have fun!"
Mustang froze. He couldn't believe this. Hawkeye's life was in the hands of a mad man. He looked up at her and just stared. He couldn't risk her life anymore. He looked straight up, twenty feet, his eye meeting hers. She looked down at him, fear filling her face. She didn't want him to get hurt at the price of her life. She began to sway again, moving the chains on the hook.
"Riza no! Stay still! You'll fall!"
Mustang yelled up. She wanted to fall. She wanted to end this. She began moving her mouth, trying to ride herself of the gag. Finally, she was able to move it and it fell around her neck.
"Roy!"
She called out. Garth looked up pissed.
"Shut but bitch!"
"Don't call her that!"
Mustang, now pissed, shot a powerful burst of flames at Garth, tossing him into the far distant wall. He didn't move. Mustang waited, then began walking over to Garth. Just as he was about to grab the box from his hand, Garth opened his eyes, smiled and grabbed Mustang's wrist. Mustang's eyes hot open as he was tossed away and landed with a hard thud, right next to the circle.
"Roy!"
Hawkeye called out. Mustang moved only his eyes when he saw the circle. He carefully stood up and moved away.
"You can't defeat the flame that easily."
Mustang smiled and wiped his brow. Garth growled. He wanted his battle to end. Mustang then sent up flames. Garth send a quick wave of water, soaking Mustang's hand.
"Shit!"
Mustang cursed out loud looking at his drenched hand.
"Now the little pyro can't hurt me."
Garth laughed and Mustang growled.
A/N - Please review. Constructive criticism accepted. No Flames (Thats Roy's job only). Please look in my profile oo0AnimeChild0oo for all my other stories. And again, thanks for reading.
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