FWD: Hey all, how you been? sorry it took so long to update...but thats only partly because pretty much nobody reviewed...I may have neglected to tell you this last time, but I like to recieve reviews on what is good and what is bad. and sometimes I dont even begin writing the next chapter unless a set amount of people review! (consider yourselves lucky i'm not doing that...yet) So, please R+R just to tell me weather or not you would like this or that and even flames are accepted! so fell free to tel me how much I suck, or how much you HATE me for no apparent reason. The second reson why it took so long to update, is because I'm working on three other stories as well, one of which is already posted on fanfiction as well. If you would lke to, check it out. Its in the "Wlof's Rain" category, "Horror" Genre, and it is called "The Little Wolf's Nightmare" But be warned! It DOES contain minimal YAOI (Male+Male relationships) but it is NOT a lemon (YAOI SEXXX!)
DSC:I do NOT own FMA or any of the characters in any way, shape, or form. so dont try to sue...I only wrtie for the pleasure and relaxation...(Yea right...have you ever tried to relax with a deadline for four WAY different stories! Its not very easy...)
WARNING:Character death, violence, explicite language.
Here are the last few lines just to remind you:
"You? As strong...As him?" Ed let out a quick breath of air, his new way of laughing when he was in pain, "Al...Armstrong couldn't have broken three of my ribs with an open palm..."
"Four..." Al said, looking at his feet, "And your number three vertibrae..."
All Ed could do was laugh (Sort of) and drift back asleep, waiting to get out of this crappy bed, and get a rematch with that brother of his.
In Love and War
Chapter 2: The Scarred Man
A few days later, Ed was permitted to leave the hospital.
"Pfff," Ed smirked, " 'Take it easy' they say...I guess they never met up before, huh Al?"
"Uhh...Ya, I guess," Al said, "But they're right Ed, just take it easy for a while..."
"Aww come on Al, don't be a wuss..." Ed smirked again since he knew Al absolutely HATES being called a wuss.
"Don't call me that, SHRIMP!" Al shreiked.
"...Al...Three seconds..." Ed growled
"Only three this time?" Al looked scared.
"Two..." Ed rolled up his sleeves.
"Oh shit!" Al ran as fast as he could away from his brother.
"...One..." Ed said as he clapped his hands together and swept his hand across the wall to his right and a wave of bricks and concrete rolled across the buildings and shot out into wall a few feet ahead of Al.
"NOWHERE TO RUN AL!" Ed Screamed as he clapped his hands together again, this time making a sword out of his left arm. He began sprinting toward his brother, flames burning in his eyes. Al screamed as Ed tackled him. The brothers began wreastling and rolling around in the streets, laughing and playing. A woman screamed off in the distance, causing the brothers to bolt up and begin running towards the commotion of horror. As the two arrived at the sound of people clamouring over one another, they pushed their way through the croud. Ed was the first to reach the front. He stared in horror at the man that he last thought was dead. Scar.
"Brother!" Al yelled over the noise of the croud as he caught up with Ed at the front line. Al stopped dead, just as Ed had, when he saw scar. Scar was holding a man in a blue uniform by the throat, staring into his eyes. A bolt of red lightning shot out of Scar's arm and the alchemist's head desintegrated. The croud screamed as more of them ran away, grabbing their wives and children by the hand and returning to their homes to bolt the door shut. Scar tossed the headless body over his shoulder and caught sight of the brothers. Though he did not recognize Al without the armor, he could never forget Ed's face.
"Elric..." Scar swore and darted into a nearby alley.
"Shit! Come on Al!" Ed barked as he ran after the man with the 'X' on his face.
"Right!" Al acknowleged Ed and began running at his heels in a few short seconds. Ed caught up with Scar at the end of the outstreached alley. Scar turned to face the Elric brother.
"Edward Elric..." Scar smiled, "The Fullmetal Alchemist..."
"Yeah? Are you just going to grovel at my feet?" Ed plastered a cocky smile on his face, "Or are we gonna' fight?"
"If you wish to die today, Elric," Scar shifted his body into his brutal fighting stance, "The I shall grant your wish..." Scar charged. Ed didn't expect that. Scar cocked an arm back, ready to blow Ed's head off just like he had done to that other poor state alchemist. He was almost upon Ed as a balled fist connected with the side of his face. Scar was sent sprawling to the corner of the alley. He looked up to search for the person responsibe for his face ache.
"X marcks the spot..." Al emerged from the shadows after his witty statement.
"That voice!..." Scare seemed surprised. Scar had seen Ed many times in his quest to rid the world of slchemists with any authority. But he never had that other boy with him. That voice...it was so...familiar. Could it be possible?
"Alphonse?" Scar whiped the dirt off his yellow jackedt as he stood.
"What!" Alphonse didn't think Scar would recognize him without the armor.
"So, it is you, brother of Edward..." Scar whiped the blood from his lip.
"Enough talk!" Ed shouted as he rolled up his right sleeve. Scar noticed the automail arm and became confused.
"Edward, If your younger brother has his body, then why don't you have your limbs back?" Scar wondered
"Because...this arm is pretty useful sometimes," Ed answered, staring at the glinting metal, "Like my favorite use...Kicking ass!" Ed darted toward Scar with his metal fist held high. Ed threw the punch, but it was blocked by the large man's palm. Scar wrapped his fingers around it and crushed the automail fist. Ed staggered back, holding his arm in terror.
Scar laughed aloud, "What will you do now, Fullmetal Alchemist?" Eds cries faded away and were replaced by a gutteral snicker, slowly growing into a menacing laugh. Scar became confused. But his quiestions were soon answered. Ed placed his left hand over his shoulder and pressed firmly. A sudden hissing sound and a jolt of electricity later, his automail arm was good as new. Scar stood astonished at how much the young alchemist's powers had grown. Now he didn't even have to entirely complete the circuit...
"As you can see," Ed taunted, "I've been practicing..." Edward came at him again, only this time, darting to the right and lifting his knee, connecting it with the tall man's stomache. This time, scar staggered back, coughing up a handfull of blood.
"So, it seems not only your alchemic powers have grown, your body has become more powerful." Scar reached behind him and grabbed a small water pipe, ripping it out of the wall, he swung hard at the blonde. Ed stopped the assault with his metal arm, causing a loud clanging sound of steel hitting steel. He proceeded in grabbing the pipe with both hands and causing it to dissapear.
"So, you've perfected destruction as well?" Scar stepped back yet again, "Stopping at step two, just as I do? Ah, I see...Following in my footsteps are you?"
"I would never be as weak as you, you fucking murderer!" Ed threw a punch, then a kick a few moments after. Scar anticipated and blocked the punch, but yet again a part of Ed's leg connected with Scar's body. Ed leaped back and landed next to Alphonse.
"Tag, your turn..." Ed said as he swiped his hand across his brother's.
"Finally...I thought you might finish him off before I had at least a bit of fun..." Al stepped up. Scar looked at him lazily.
"Who are you, kid?" Scar was confused again.
"May I introduce..." Ed said, adding a bit of a drum roll in between, "My brother, the boy who kicked MY ass! Alphonse Elric!"
"You...You beat up your brother!" Scar looked surprised this time.
Al nodded, "Yup...Broke four ribs..."
"And my number two vertibrae!' Ed added
"Acctually...it was the number three, but that's beside the point..." Al took a step towards Scar. He was slightly frightened, but his pokerface was unbeatable.
"No matter..." Scar laughed, wiping his mouth on his sleeve, "You shall die the same as the rest!" Scar darted forward, catching Al by the arm. Alphonse had no time to react, Scar threw him over his shoulder, smashing him into the wall.
"Al!" Ed said, running forward.
"No Ed!" Al snapped, "This is my turn...You've won all my fights for me...it my turn now..." Al stood and dusted himself off, returning to his usual karate-like stance. Scar only laughed again and ran back after Al the same way as before, only this time, Al was ready. Scar faked a left punch, but returned with a right jab, followed closely by a left kick. Al saw through his facade and blocked the forst two punches, and grabbing Scar's ankle as it soard a few inches from his head. With Scar's foot in his hand, Al used his free hand to land a chop to the man's shoulder, then, he kicked out at Scar's only grounded foot, causing him to lose his balance. Amazingly, the 16 year old picked the man up over his head, and threw him into the dead-end wall with all his might, causing the bricks to shatter, making Scar roll to a stop on the other side.
"Holy shit..." Edward stood with his mouth agape, "Al, that was INSANE! How in the burning pits of hell did you do that!"
"Uhh...Told ya I've been working out..." Al said, scratching an itch under his nose.
"You're not kidding!" Ed heard a soft moan from behind his brother. He peeked around his brother's head and saw Scar getting to his feet. Scar shook the dirt out of his hair and looked back at the duo, then turning to run.
"GET BACK HERE YOU PUSSY!" Ed screamed as he began chasing after the defeated scar. He ran around the corner after the fleeing man, Al only a few steps behind. A loud, familiar scream was heard before the brothers flew past a final corner. As the boys slid around the building, they caught sight of Scar, but he had a hostage.
"NO!" Al yelled as he saw the girl Scar was holding. In the crazed man's arms was none other than the brother's best friend, Winrey Rockbell.
MUHUHAHAHAHAHAAA! How'd you like that one? Dodges a tomato HEY! that's no way to treat an author! Dodges a kitchen knife WHOA! NOW THAT WAS REALLY UNCALLED FOR! IF YOU GUYS DON'T STOP, I'LL NEVER WRITE AGAIN! Covers his head...Nothing? No tomatos? Well, it seems you people can be civilized...sorta...JUST KIDDING, DON'T SHOOT!...Dont' worry, If I can keep my body, mind, and soul intact, I'll keep writing for as long as I'm able to...Sorry for the CLIFFY this time, but I just had to do it...you really wanna read the next chapter huh? well, you'll have to wait...because I'm not one of those people who write ahead and pretty much finish the story by the time I post it...I am completely open to ideas from my readers, and if you have any suggestions, please post them with your review, and I'll see what I can do to acknowlege your requests...