Al rushed back to the hospital the following night. "Shit!" He banged the doors open to find numerous mutilated bodies in a sea of blood. Some had no heads, no arms, legs, organs, even flesh had been stripped off. Felling sick, Al focused his attention on his brother, who had enered, licking blood off his blade. "...Ed..." Al felt goosebumps take over his flesh. Ed's eyes were glowing blood red! Al could fangs flash white as Ed slurped the blood.
"Come to join me, brother?" Ed seemed to sneer that last word, tauntingly. Something in his eyes made Al feel uncomfortable. What was it? Lust? Ed retracted his blade and stepped towards his brother. Al could feel the darkness eminating from his brother.
"Ed, what happened to you?" Al's voice quivered slightly.
"I woke up..." was his vague answer. Ed raised his hand and stroked Al's face. In the darkness, Ed's eyes gave off a beautiful red glow. Al lost himself in them. Almost. His body weakened, but his mind was screaming
"NO!Don't you fucking dare give in to him! He's your frigging brother, for fuck's sake! Snap out of it!" His brain gave him an imaginary slap. Al realized what was happening and didn't like it. He was about to fuck his brother, or the other way around. Al raised his own hand and thought about what he was about to do. The mere thought wrenched his heart. His fist collided with Ed's hip. Blood squealched through the gauze. Ed let out a blood-curdling shriek. Blood welled up in his throat and spilled out of his mouth. He collapsed on his side, spewing swear-words in Russian and any other language he spoke. He gripped his throbbing hip and groaned miserably, like a scared child. Al instantly regretted his decision and fell to his knees next to his injured sibling. He petted Ed's head, muttering apologies and calming words.
"Al...that hurt..." Blood ran down his cheek. He coughed and a blood clot splated against the floor next to Al's knee.
"I'm so sorry. I'm sorry." Al let a few remorsefull tears drip to the floor.