A/N: Hi everyone! I'm back and I'd like to thank my two wonderful reviewers. Finally, someone has moved their lazy hand to move the mouse and click the review button.

Thanks to: Dailenna and Maija

Disclaimer: FMA is not mine, maybe in my dreams, but not in the real world. sigh The plot of this story is mine and so is Cassie.

Possible OOCness. You have been warned.

Kimbley's Revenge

Chapter 9

"Hello, Major. How can I help you?" the military receptionist asked.

"I was looking for Major Kimbley, the 'Crimson' alchemist. I don't suppose you can tell me where to find him?" Cassie asked the female receptionist hopefully.

"Um…" the woman looked thoughtful "Ah! You're in luck, he's just over there!" she pointed somewhere behind Cassie.

Cassie turned and looked where the receptionist was pointing. A man in a military uniform was walking through the halls, eyes downcast, hands in his pockets and looking extremely bored. His epaulettes had Major's insignia on them.

"Thank you!" Cassie called to the receptionist as she ran over to the man. It didn't take her long to catch up to the man. "Excuse me, Major Kimbley?" she asked as she walked alongside the man. He was about two or three inches taller than Cassie, even slouching.

"Yeah," he grumbled, glancing at Cassie "Who's askin'?"

"Me," Cassie replied, trying to be tolerant of the man's bad attitude.

"And you are…?" he asked.

"I'm Cassandra Michaels, the 'Firecracker' alchemist!" Cassie replied. She then said "Hey. You look familiar. Have we met before?"

"I don't think so."

"Oh, well, no matter. I wanted to talk to you because you're the only other state alchemist who can create explosions. You and I are the only ones."

"I find that hard to believe," he replied, not really paying attention to anything the somewhat cheery alchemist had to say.

A few seconds passed with neither of them speaking.

Then, Cassie stopped.

"Hey, wait! Now I remember you!" she exclaimed.

Kimbley stopped, turned around and looked at Cassie questioningly, actually a little curious as to where she recognized him from. He stood five feet away.

"You were one of the two alchemists on the covert team that me, Mustang and Hawkeye rescued!" she finished.

Kimbley suddenly looked angry. His fists were out of his pockets and balled at his sides. His whole demeanour showed nothing but rage. He glanced around the hall. It was empty except for the two of them. 'Good,' he thought.

"That was you! You stupid bitch!" he screamed at Cassie.

Cassie looked taken aback.

"I had a plan! But you, that bitch Hawkeye and that bastard Mustang ruined it!" Kimbley raged.

"Well, excuse me for saving your life! And if I remember correctly, your hands were shackled this far away from each other!" Cassie moved her hands about 3 feet apart. "You're like me! You need two circles to use alchemy and with your hands bound that far apart, there was no way you could've clapped!" she shouted at Kimbley.

Kimbley was now seriously pissed off. His body shook with rage. He ripped off his gloves, clapped and started to lunge at Cassie.

"Shit!" Cassie exclaimed as she spun around to run away.

Before she could get two steps, she felt one of Kimbley's fingers contact with her neck on the left side about mid way between her jawbone and shoulder directly down from her ear.

She tried to dodge away, but his finger ended up running in a line from its point of contact to the knot on her spine at the base of her neck.

The instant Kimbley's finger came away she felt the flesh where his finger had touched explode. Blood sprayed and gushed from the wound at an alarming rate.

Cassie collapsed to the ground with a loud, shrill scream.

She rolled onto her back, ready to kick him, jump up and escape when the opportunity arose.

Kimbley pounced at Cassie but she managed to kick him in the gut with her left leg. This was only enough to stop the crazed man for an instant.

This time when he pounced, he was successful and landed on Cassie, straddling her hips.

Still, they were the only two in the hall.

Cassie looked into Kimbley's eyes. Just from doing that she could see that he was insane.

'What in the hell set him off!' Cassie screamed in her mind.

Of course, had she been thinking rationally she probably realised that there really was no logical explanation behind the attack. The man was insane.

Kimbley placed one of his hands on Cassie's mouth to muffle her screams and used the other to punch her in the stomach, chest and ribs. He kept on hitting until she bit the hand that was covering her mouth.

He drew the hand back and then punched her solidly in the jaw. He then punched one of her eyes.

She started to scream, but Kimbley covered her mouth and began to beat her again.

This time when she bit him, she drew blood.

"Stupid bitch!" he yelled at her.

He didn't punch this time. Instead, he ripped her jacket open and began to mash, knead and press down on her breasts hard. He did it so that it would cause a lot of pain.

Cassie managed to get one of her arms free while he was doing this and punched him squarely in on the nose. She heard and felt it snap and watched in morbid fascination as Kimbley's blood gushed from it.

This made Kimbley even angrier. He removed his hands and tugged her dark brown turtleneck t-shirt until it came untucked from her pants. He reached his hands under it and slid them up to her breasts. He pushed her bra out of the way and then squeezed both breasts very painfully. (A/N: You ladies out there know what I mean)

Cassie screamed out in agony.

She swung her left leg up and managed to kick her attacker in the back of the head. To do so her leg had had to come up at a 90° angle. Cassie was so glad that she had taken gymnastics when she was younger now.

Kimbley released Cassie's breasts and pulled his hands out from under her shirt. Her shirt slipped back into place as he did this. He shifted so that he had access to the top of her legs. He clapped his hands and placed them around mid-thigh on her left leg. He removed his hands and jumped off of Cassie.

A few seconds later, Cassie's left leg from mid-thigh down, was no more.

She screamed in agony. The pain was blinding.

Her blood was now sprayed all over the hall. It was on the walls, on the floor and on the ceiling. It also covered the front of Kimbley. Some of the blood even sprayed on Cassie.

She was fading fast. She had lost a lot of blood and was about to pass out, yet she continued to scream. She could hear Kimbley's crazed laughter.

Cassie stopped screaming for a moment and looked directly into Kimbley's eyes. They gleamed with insanity.

"Why?" she asked weakly.

Kimbley moved closer and knelt down next to her head. He bent over so that his mouth was next to her ear.

"Because I didn't want you to live. Not only to I hate you for ruining my plan, but I can't afford to have you around. Especially seeing as you're more powerful than me and female," Kimbley sounded disgusted.

He stood up, moved away and began to laugh again.

When he spoke again he sounded gleeful. "But I don't have to worry anymore… because you're going to die!" he continued to laugh.

'The rumours were true,' Cassie thought 'He did go insane during the Ishbal war.'

Another wave of pain hit her and she screamed so loud that the entire half of the HQ building she was in heard her.

Her vision started to turn black. Colours faded into grey and then black. All of her pain vanished and her body felt like it had pins and needles. That numb but tingly feeling.

The last thing she heard before unconsciousness claimed her was Kimbley's insane laughter and the footsteps of many as they rushed down the hall, hopefully to try and rescue her.

But she couldn't help but think that they were too late.

'This must be what it feels like to die,' Cassie thought sadly 'But I'm not ready to die. I've got so much more to do. I want to live. I must live. I will live….'

Just as she finished this thought, her last ounce of consciousness fled her.

I don't think that Kimbley was OOC. He was just insane.

Please remeber that this story is AU. I have not or will not do a flashback for the rescue he mentions. I might if you want me to.

R&R