Hallo again! Finally got the computer working again…damn comp………….sry!

Anyways, the third chap. of Wrath in an Asylum…lots of language in this chap…get over it…. well, here's you're story, folks!

Disclaimer: I don't own FMA, blah, blah, blah…ya know the drill.

A/N: I really need reviews, people…I'm serious here…. this story and all future ones by my may be in jeopardy…

Wrath in an Asylum: Part 3

Wrath was sitting in the far left corner of the van. One of the guards had given him a few, well…three tranquillizers just to make him shut up and sit down. Even WITH the tranquillizers, if anyone touched him, he would scream, "DON'T TOUCH ME, YOU BITCH! I HAVE RABIES!" Whoever had touched him would jump back and not make the mistake again.

When they finally arrived at the asylum, Wrath started screaming again. The guards did the best they could to shut him up without using violence, as was in their contract. All was in vain. Wrath was too stubborn.

It took three guards to carry Wrath inside the asylum. One had his right arm and leg; the other had Wrath's left arm and leg. The third guard had his hand over Wrath's mouth.

This would have been a good thing, but Wrath kept biting his hand. This resulted in muffled silence, then sudden outbursts of profanity. Like this, "AHH! GET ME OUT OF THIS-……………..YOU MOTHERFUCKING-…………IF YOU DON'T LET ME GO I'LL CUT OFF YOU'RE PE-…………….LET ME GO OR GOD HELP ME I'LL-………………..WHERE'S MY GUN? GIMMIE MY DAMN GUN!……………GET YOU'RE FILTHY MOTHERFUCKIN HANDS OFF ME!…………DO YOU KNOW WHAT I WOULD DO TO YOU IF I WASN'T-…………………….whoa…is this really my room?" He stopped kicking and screaming. "Damn, this is better than what I have back home…"

As you probably have already guessed, they had arrived at his room. Unfortunately for Wrath, this was only a pit stop before going to the room with padded walls or The White Room as everybody at the asylum liked to call it. When Wrath found this out, he started his routine again. The staff had a helluva time getting his straightjacket on him. He would bite whoever was closest and would kick anyone of them in the balls if he got the chance. In a couple minutes time, they had him in the straightjacket and in The White Room.

Wrath screamed for about ten minutes. Then he had an ingenious thought.

Hey, they don't want me to scream or kick or any thing, right? Well, if I just sit here in silence, they'll take my back to my awesome room I have here. As longs as I put on a show for them every once in a while, they'll keep my in here! That means I'll never have to go back home again!

He just couldn't keep it in. He laughed manically for a few seconds, and then remembered his plan. He quieted down and sat there until a voice came from outside the door…

HAHAHAHAHAHAHA! Don't you just LOVE cliffhangers? I don't, but decided to put on in anyways…well, until next time! (Swings arm with black and blood red cape on it over mouth) (In Dracula voice) You shall be seeing my again, my warm-blooded friend!