Knowing More Than You Should
Summary: Three FMA fans get caught into the world of FMA when one of the trio decides that a witchcraft is the thing to pass their time. Even though they haven't seen the whole series, they know a lot about the deadly trap set by the homunculus. Can they stay alive long enough to avoid this ordeal and get back to their own world? -This Fic May Contain Spoilers-
Disclaimer: I don't own FMA
Rating for this chapter: T for mention of rape. No actual description. Also language and violence
Episode: The current Episode(s) for this chapter are...23
Chapter 5
Amy woke up the next morning. Not that she knew it was morning though. She lay nude on the ground in her cell, bleeding from various places because of Envy. Her body was too sore to move, from last night's events, so she just lay there, on the cold stone. 'It's hopeless. Nobody's coming for me.' she thought helplessly, about to give up any hope she ever had.
Upstairs, out of the basement, Envy was messing around with some of the books in the library the mansion had. He wasn't actually reading, just getting random books off the shelf for random people and amusement. To his surprise, Greed walked through the door, but he didn't notice at first. "Is Dante here?" Greed demanded.
Envy looked over at the voice, then gave a smirk at who it was. "No, she isn't." Greed and Envy glared at one another for a moment before Envy grinned at his fellow homunculus. "Greed, can I get you to do me a favor?" Envy asked in a perswaying tone.
"What." Greed said flatly, annoyed already.
"I forgot to feed my bitch yesterday, and I kinda busy now, so can you be a help and do that for me?"
Greed raised a brow. 'What the hell is he talking about? He has a human here? Non the less, a girl?' he thought, now a bit curious. "Yeah, whatever." he said, trudging off to the kitchen. Envy grinned even more as now he didn't even have to get up. He ripped one of the books in his hands in half, then 'accidentally' dropped it to the floor, and grabbed the next one.
Greed walked down to the cellar, where prisoners were usually kept. Well, they were 130 years ago when he was still up and roaming. He bothered to take a light with him, since he could see a damn thing down there.
Amy heard footsteps. She thought it was Envy, coming back for more. 'Just kill me now...' she thought. Greed shined the light in each cell, holding the plate of food until he found Amy, on the end. 'I see why he would want to keep a woman here, for his personal pleasure, but what did this girl do to make him angry enough to put her in here?' He shined the light in the cell, on the girl, laying on the floor. She looked dead, honestly. Until she spoke.
"If you're going to torcher me more Envy, just kill me and get it over with. I can't take this..." Amy said. Her voice was rasp and choked, probably sore from screaming. Greed stared, as it was worse than he thought. The girl he saw was bleeding, naked, pale, and sounded like she would die in any moment just because she'd given up. Her breathing was hissing into the air, it getting hard for her to breath.
Greed shook himself out of the gaze, this girl was in need. "Hold on, and I'll get you some fresh clothes." he said, leaving the light and food in her cell through the bars. She opened her eyes for a moment to the voice that didn't belong to Envy. "That sounded like..." she said silently, her voice choking up easily.
Greed came back minutes later, holding bandages and a pair of clothes that were probably too big for Amy. He didn't know why he was helping her; maybe because he cared or he wouldn't allow Envy to use humans as toys and leave them like this. Probably a mixture of the two. He opened the door to the cell, sitting the girl up and cleaning her wounds before wrapping them in white bandages. Then he slipped the clothes on Amy, and lifted her on his back to make it easier to carry her. "I'll get you out of here, alright?" he assured her, slinging her bag over his shoulder as well before going down the dark hallway.
'This, is real? It's not a fantasy?' she thought, hoping indeed, it was truly happening. Greed walked right behind Envy, going unnoticed, and out of the mansion.
The bright light hit her face and skin, making her moan from the blinding for a couple moments before her eyes adjusted to the day. "Why, did you help me?" she managed to ask. Her voice was now frail and her face pale, but content.
"Hm? Oh, so you'd rather I not have helped you?" Greed asked. Amy just shook her head.
"Well, you probably know now. Envy is an unforgivable abomination, couldn't just leave a pretty girl in his clutches." Greed said, smirking a bit at how he was going to make Envy pissed.
Amy let out a small smile, and passed out a few moments later, Greed still carrying her.
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Selene was rushing down the hall of Central Hospital, Brandon trying hard to keep up with her. "Arg! I knew he'd be here before hand and I still am late to visit!" she complained.
She stopped at Ed's hospital room door, hearing voices inside. She peeked in to see Maria slapping Ed across the face, Selene flinching at the sound. 'Holy Shit! That was even funnier in real life!' she thought, holding back her laughing, but a few giggles escaped. After getting over her laughing spazum, she took a deep breath and regained her worried posture. "Edward!" she said, bursting through the door, Brandon coming in after, panting. "Are you alright? Can you get up? Did you automail bust?" she asked all at once, seeing his automail arm was in a sling.
"Yeah, I need to call my mechanic. Winry Rockbell, if you've heard of her. Right Al?" Ed said, giving a smile over to his brother.
Al looked up, and then back down. "Yeah." he said plainly, a little rude.
Brandon and Selene exchanged looks, glancing at Al.
A few minutes later, Brandon took Selene in private to talk to her about Al.
"Do we say anything to him, something to change his mind?" Brandon asked.
"No! Think this through rashonally. If we do convince Al he is a real being, he won't run away, which means he won't be able to save that Ishbulan, and the kid could die. One thing like that would lead to another, and if you look at it, this was good for Ed and Al's brotherly relationship." Selene said, smiling and clapping her hands together.
"Ok, I won't mention a word. But then, why are we here? Aren't we supposed to try and change the lives of these people for the better?" he asked.
"I dunno. We're still looking for Amy, remember? And until we find her, going back to our world won't be an option." Selene said, sighing. "Plus, I don't know if we can get back. The Sorcerer's Companion got changed to an advanced alchemy boon when I got here..."
Brandon stared, wide eyed. "Are you serious?" Selene nodded, frowning. "Ok, well, if we're going to be here for awhile...we might as well try and change these people's live for the better. First on my list, is to avoid the death of Hughes..." Brandon said, clenching his fists.
"But Brandon, again, think. If we try and change it...We don't even know how this story ends. If it ends with a happy ending, then we shouldn't try to change a thing. We'll make it a not so happy ending. And if it's already gonna end unhappily, us tampering with it could just make it worse."
"Ok, you stick by what you believe, but I'm going to change this. Save Hughes, stop the homunculus from destroying Loire, even if I have to do it on my own." Brandon shouted, now mild tempered. After that, he stormed off, leaving Selene by herself in the hallway. The only sound after that was a few water drops.
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"Hey, I think she's waking up..."
Many voices started ringing around Amy's ears, and she was laying on something, soft. That was different for awhile. Her eyes fluttered before she could open them, many familiar figures standing around her.
Greed, Martel, and Dorochet. All standing in some odd position around the couch she was laying on. "Huh? Where Am I? Where's Envy?" she asked, wondering if she was safe.
"Relax. Your in our hide out." Martel said, "Yeah. The Devil's Nest. Nice bar, run by Greed." Dorochet added.
Greed smiled. "And don't worry about Envy. He's not going to mess with you anymore. Use you like a toy and treat you like dirt, I don't do that."
Amy looked around at the friendly faces, giving a small smile. Law and Kimblee were sitting in the back, playing bartender, and watching. "Hey now, we don't have time to play petty games with random women, Greed. No matter how beautiful." Kimblee said, his twisted smirk upon his face.
Amy looked over at Kimblee, wondering if his comment was meant as an insult or compliment. "So, what's your story?" Greed asked.
"What do you mean?"
"I mean, why did Envy want to keep you locked up. I know one reason, now tell me what you know."
He put a foot up on the couch and rested his elbow on his knee, his smirk close to Amy's face. "I knew enough that Envy couldn't afford to have me roaming around, and he might as well killed me at the start, if...that was my fate." she looked down in embarrassment. She thought being imprisoned made her seem weak, to them anyway.
"That wasn't my question, I asked, what did you know." Greed repeated.
Amy turned her head away, not wanting to say anything. 'I can't say anything to them that may put me in more danger than I already am. Maybe the most I'll say is that Kimblee is a backstabbing traitor; but they'll find that out in due time...'
"Fine, you don't have to answer. But remember; your in debt to me for rescuing you from Envy's clutches, and that pretty little head of yours belongs to me." he used one of his fingers and tilted her chin upwards at his face so she got the point.
Amy pushed his hand away, she didn't exactly feel comfortable with boys touching her at the moment. "Don't touch me." she said gravely, her hair hanging limply in front of her face. "Oh, fisty." Kimblee said teasingly. This just agrivated her more. "Will you shut up? I've been raped by that monster! I'm terrified of every single male that comes near me!" she snapped in Kimblee's direction, a few tears coming to her eyes.
Kimblee's grin turned to a regretful frown, the smiles from the others in the room fading. Greed and Dorochet took a step back, everyone surprised at her sudden outburst. "Alright then. Everyone will respect your wish." Greed said, looking at all of his followers in the room. "Come on kid. You can bunk with me." Martel offered, leading Amy out of the room.
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