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A/N: This is the first of a small series I'm doing about Scar's thoughts during the 5th Lab arc, since I really like that arc and it's where Scar and Al first begin to develop their bond, which I believe to be one of the strongest in the whole series.

Drabble the Fourteenth: 5th Lab: Explosion

Scar stood in the courtyard of the Fifth Laboratory, glaring expectantly at the soulbound armor standing in front of him. It had said that it knew what his right arm was, and that was something he had wanted desperately to find out for three years. If this creature really did know…it was facing the wall, 'hmmm'-ing to itself as though trying to remember something. Scar was so focused on the fact that he might discover the truth about his curse that he didn't notice it sliding back a small panel on the wall until it was too late.

"I'm not telling you," it said in a dementedly happy voice, pressing the button behind the panel.

Everything exploded in a deadly rain of stone. To Scar, it seemed as though time had slowed to a crawl, and as he saw a massive chunk of wall speeding towards him he knew that he was about to die. Then something impacted the Ishbalan from behind, knocking him to the ground and holding him there. He felt cold metal above and around him, and heard loud, hollow clangs as chunks of rubble smashed into whatever it was. 'It's…it's Alphonse…' he realized with a bit of surprise and wonderment, 'he's…shielding me…'

When the explosion was over, he raised his head from the ground, seeing the other armor dancing around on the remains of the wall, "If you want to know about your arm, you'll have to find me first!" it cackled, jumping into the massive hole in the wall and quickly vanishing in the darkness.

"Wait!" he shouted after it, but it was gone. He gritted his teeth and clenched his fists tightly; that creature may have been his only chance to know the truth about his curse…then he realized that Alphonse was still on top of him. He sighed in slight annoyance, "Get off me."

Although he was now indebted to the boy for saving his life, in Scar's eyes Alphonse was still an abomination and the Ishbalan didn't want any more contact with him than necessary.

A/N: Very sorry this took so long; I've started school and was also working on other stuff. I will eventually write Poker Night. Eventually. Anyway, I hope you all liked this chapter! I really wish I could answer reviews…-sigh- Oh, and I will now shamelessly plug the story 'Scars' by K. A. Maples, because I'm the only person who's reviewed it so far and it's an amazing story and I love it to death. Other people whom I will now advertise for are LadyRiona, Anasazi Darkmoon, crazyanimefreak15, BHS, Sin the Dark Priestess…I know I'm forgetting people, so just go and look around at people who've reviewed this because they all rock.