The Blood Spiller
I warn you, this chapter is very gory. If you are not a fan of bloody scenes, don't read this, in fact I wouldn't even read this story. That's about it, so now, without further ado, the second chapter!
Chapter 3: Confrontation
Edward gritted his teeth and gazed into the room, fear gripping at him. He fell against the opposite wall, shaking from what he was seeing. Winry's room looked like it had been thru a crude violent paint job from white to crimson red. Spurts of blood were everywhere in the room. Nail marks were on the door, and on the wall next to the bathroom. But like everything else, the marks were red.
There was a light coming from underneath the bathroom door. Ed gripped his fists and carefully walked thru the room, making sure he wasn't stepping on anything. Stopping in front of the door, he whimpered as he noticed more nail markings clawed into the door. Using his foot, Ed pushed open the door, but after his action, wished he hadn't. As his eyes gazed, he saw that the bathroom floor contained a pool of blood. Encircling it were what looked like hand prints trying to lead away from the room, but then failed. He turned his head to the tub in the corner of the room.
"No." Ed fell to his knees onto the blood soaked floor, feeling his anger, fear, and sadness rise. "No, no, no, no, NO!" Ed suddenly found himself screaming at the top of his lungs. He wailed and wept and screamed, wanting the room to disappear. "Edward!"
Alphonse ran up the stairs and to Winry's room. He ran thru the doorway, unaware of the markings covering everything in sight. He went past to the bathroom, finding Ed on his knees, weeping and screaming, covering his face with his hands. He went to him and pulled him up by his shoulders, then led him out of the room to downstairs. Finding a chair, Al sat his brother down and held his shoulders, staring him straight in the eyes. Ed looked down muttering now. "Niisan, look at me. LOOK at me!" Ed looked up at him and Al gasped. He had blood on his face. Winry's blood.
It had been an hour after finding Ed in the murder scene, and Al sighed as he now looked at the sleeping alchemist. He felt so much pity for his older brother it hurt. He had gone thru so much more than he did. Being stuck in armor, he couldn't feel anything. He couldn't feel a person's touch, emotions, fear, sadness, nothing. It was as if he was just there taking up space.
Ed on the other hand had gone thru to much than a seventeen year old should. He has almost been killed maybe close to a hundred times. He has been defied by friends. He has had people so close to him die and he had his brother's life almost taken away right before his eyes. What was worse was the fact that he had already died in his life time by the hands of something that wasn't even human. There was just so much more that has happened that he shouldn't have had.
Al stood up and walked out of the room and upstairs. He turned the corner to Winry's room and stopped in front of her door. He gasped as he saw what his brother had seen. He saw all of the blood and so many places where she had tried to get away, but failed each time, hurting herself more in the process. He stepped inside of the room to the bathroom. He now saw why that Ed had screamed. There in the bathtub, was Winry Rockbell, eyes staring endlessly with fear glazed over them.
The funeral was hard to get thru. Ed stayed silent thru the whole thing, watching as friends came from all over Rizenbool to pay their respects to their lost friend. Al finally broke down and cried. Ed comforted him this time and thought about the house. He felt angered at the police who had found her body. They didn't even take her body out of that cursed room. They had the guts to leave her there, to soak in her own pool of crimson liquid.
Ed frowned then and looked at the casket where his best friend lay, ready to be laid to rest by her grandma. Pinako had been killed about a month ago. I should have come here when Winry called me. I could have saved her from this horrible situation. I could have prevented this. I could have helped her … I could have saved her…
Before the funeral, Ed and Al went to the police force that had found Winry and chewed them all a new one. Ed ended up drop kicking one in the face. The reason he got off was that he was a state alchemist. Al threw a few punches and gave someone a black eye.
The casket was starting to lower and people threw flowers on top of the casket. Ed tossed the brilliant red rose on top of all the rest. It stood out from all of the others, for the flowers were all dark and gloomy colors, but he knew that she wouldn't have wanted that.
It had been a week after the funeral, and so far the Elric brothers had found nothing. Ed was finding himself frustrated to the point of severe fits and Al would break down all together. The two were falling apart. One night while sitting in the living room, Ed stared at the top of the stairs and nearly jumped out of his skin. Al looked at him. "You alright Niisan?" "Al, I swear I just saw Winry at the top of the stairs looking at me." Al said nothing, instead he just stared up the stairway. Ed looked down at his shoes and thought of where he could search. When he looked up, he gasped. There stood Winry, staring at him with her blue eyes.
Hello everyone! I hope you all enjoyed this chapter, well don't think of it as a happy one, cause it's far from happy. I decided to throw in some supernatural because that's just me. Anyway I hope you all enjoyed my chapter. Please review and tell me how it was. Thanks!