Remembering Death

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Walking down the cold, slippery road, Mustang had his head face down, staring at the ground. "Of cousre, it has to rain...I hate rain." he stopped and looked down at his reflection in a puddle. "Riza used to love the rain. I don't know why...I never bothered to figure out why." he looked up towards the road, and began walking once again. He was walking to lab five. He wasn't sure why choose to walk over drive, his car was perfectly fine. There was just something about Roy that set him aside from others. He was the kind of person who would rather do something he hated, just to grasp the feeling of pain, instead of doing things he liked, to rid off the pain. It was an impossible feeling to understand. Nevertheless, nobody ever will understand. All of Roy's closest companions were gone. Everyone who even knew him at all was gone. Thinking this over, Roy stared at the ground. "Humans..." he said to himself. "We're all foolish..."

"Yes...all humans are foolish..."

Mustang turned around. "Why am I not surprised?"

"Cut the crap, Mustang! You know damn well why I'm here, so please, save me the trouble of having to kick your sorry ass, and come with me."

Roy smirked. "You bastard...you betrayed me...I can't ever follow someone who's betrayed me, and especially if it would lead me to my own death!" pulling out a gun. "I just can't believe we actually believed you, fell right into your sick plot, and now, after all, I can't believe I'm about to end it all. So, really, tell me, sir what should I call you by today!"

"Pride..."

Roy smiled. "Pride...of course...well, Pride...I'll see you in hell!" He fired three times, hitting Pride directly in the heart. "Ow..." he said, falling. Roy smirked. "I know you're not dead, save the drama for someone who cares." Pride stood up. "Not at dumb as I suspected. You know, for being pulled on strings for years on end." Mustang clenched his fists, but at the same time, smiled. "It's amazing...how someone so 'dumb' could know exactly where to shoot...and when to shoot there..." he said, aiming the gun at his eye. Pride froze. Gun shots were fired, and Pride fell to the ground. Roy paused. "Bastard." he said. Mustang once again headed to the labratory.

However, Roy was certainly unaware, that he was still falling straight into a devious trap, and was still being followed by Envy. As Envy walked past Pride to catch up with Roy, he stepped on his head, and laughed at him. "It was in best taste I stay behind...ya know...for the team's benefits..." he smirked, walking away.

Meanwhile, Riza and Greed were making their way through the military headquarters. Greed had a grin on his face, but Hawkeye was less overjoyed. she looked around the room she had murdered in. She stared at Black Hayate's dead body, and shook with terror, as Greed sorted through the paperwork in Roy's desk. "Sheesh, does he do anything!"

Elizabeth looked up. "I suppose not...I can't really say." she said. Greed stared at her in question. "You can't?" Hawkeye picked up her gun and stared at it. "That's the funny thing, now that you mention it." she said. "I've never been interested in alchemy, or it's principals, and yet, I can't help believing that equivelent exchange is really how everything works."

Greed grew a confused look on his face. "What are you getting at?"

"It's just that...well, you can't remember much about your past life, can you?" she asked. Greed shook his head. "Not much...and yet, sometimes...I get these strange feelings, and akward flashbacks."

Riza stared at him, blankly. "But hell, it's probably nothing, I mean, lord knows how long I've been dead, and I can't even bring myself to try to figure out what's happened. Sometimes, you just need to stop and think...as for me...well, I just perfer to keep time flowing, and forget the past that haunts me." Greed said. "But then...why am I seeking revenge?" Hawkeye questioned. "...Because it's not too late for you..." Greed sighed.

"About the equivelant exchange...it is difficult for you to remember, and therefore, it is more difficult for you to die...but when you finally remember all the riches of your passed life..." Riza said. "Dying...is quite an easy task."

Greed turned his back to her, and said nothing more. Riza just stared back at her dog, remembering all the things thay had been through. But remembering a loved one was far harder than remembering a companion, and it was a challenge she was up to.

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I hope you enjoyed this one, chapter six is on it's way.