Transmute my Heart-
Chapter 3
A/N: I updated again! Woot! I'm on a roll. I do not own FMA but I will someday I SWEAR. Not really
"Oh God, Edward!" Roy hurried toward his injured subordinate.
If the state of emergency had not been so tense Roy would be worrying if Ed had over heard the conversation he had been having with Meas earlier, but now it seemed more important to worry about Ed's physical state.
Roy knelt down in the pool of blood that surrounded Ed and checked his vital signs first. His breathing was a little bit ragged and uneven but other that that the boy was taking in enough oxygen to keep him alive for now. Ed's pulse was a little bit weak but it seemed like Roy had arrived soon after Ed had been injured. But now it was a race against the clock to keep Ed alive.
What to do, what to do? Roy was in a state of panic. 'Stop the bleeding, get him to the hospital, and what do I with the flame coming from my gloves?' He couldn't decide what to do first. Coming to a conclusion he quickly found the half melted candle. Roy lit it with a simple snap of his gloved fingers.
Taking a deep breath, he sighed. Knowing Ed probably wouldn't last the whole walk to the hospital if he was bleeding this much, Roy decided that that was what he would attend to first. Roy needed something to bandage the cuts but he couldn't find any kind of cloth in the room.
Desperately Roy ripped off his shirt and began to shred it into pieces that could be used to cover the giant gashes covering Ed's arms. Tying each one securely Roy flipped Ed over to start on his back, ready to use his jacket as gauze, but Roy found something he didn't expect.
Protruding from the younger males back was a leathery looking wing. Roy gasped. When he had fist kneeled down next to the boy he had just thought that the owner of the musty room had laid down some sort of leather carpet and Ed just happened to be lying on it, he had not expected it to be attached to Ed. But sure enough when Roy poked it, the wing twitched slightly.
Sure Roy had noticed the strange feet and oddly shaped ears but he hadn't expected the transmutation that had been preformed on Ed to be this bad.
Part of Roy wanted to continue poking the wing and watching it twitch just to make sure his eyes weren't deceiving him, but the blood seeping from Ed's wounds and drenching his gray sweat pants reminded him that the situation was critical. After ripping his jacket up, Roy wrapped it securely around the base of each wing, where the blood was flowing from.
The wounds would be treated properly later but right now Roy just needed to slow the flow of blood. Passing off his hasty work as acceptable, Roy picked up the Ed easily, bridal style, noticing that he was extremely light. It would be expected that someone who was as short as Ed would be a bit lighter than a normal for a person his age, but this was just unnatural.
Roy couldn't worry about that now, even though he had tended to the gashes in Ed's back, blood still was flowing from the wounds slowly but surely, and the time was still ticking away as each breath became more strenuous for Ed.
Picking up a piece of chalk that was on the ground, Roy drew a basic transmutation circle. Clapping his hands together while still holding the boy, he activated the circle and a stair case grew from the ground with a blue flash, connecting the cement floor to the grassy ground that was through the hole above them.
If it hadn't been about 3:30 AM and people were out wandering the streets, Roy would have gotten a couple questions. They did look like an odd pair. Roy, running down the street, shirtless with a bloody boy in his arms. Not to mention the five foot wings that hung limply from Ed's back.
Now Roy just had to focus on running and getting Ed the proper medical care he needed. The bright lights of the hospital came into view but Roy began to think. If he took Ed to the hospital sure, they would care for his wounds, but what would they do after that? Just let him walk out of the hospital with a pair of bat wings sticking out of his back and say "Yup your free to go!"
Ya right. The first thing they would do was send him to some lab for experimenting. Keeping him isolated form the world. Ed couldn't afford that! He had to keep working towards his goal and help Alphonse. Not to mention, Roy would not get to see the short tempered blond for an extended period of time.
Running right past the hospital, Roy started off towards his house, passing small shops and houses. He even passed Riza's house and thought of waking her up to help him with the chimera boy he held in his arms.
No, Roy could handle this besides, she would probably just tell Roy that it was best that Ed stay in a hospital or get sent to a lab. And if Roy refused she would probably pull out her trusty side kick and play target practice with Roy. He shuddered at the thought and passed her house.
"Only a couple more blocks," Roy panted. He really was out of shape when it came to running. Normally when he was tracking down enemies there wasn't much of a chase. Just a quick snap of the fingers and it was over. 'Oh ya I'm good.' Smiling at the thought, Roy hadn't even noticed how close he was getting to his house, and before he knew it, the white house was coming into view.
Running up the stairs that led to the front door, Roy skillfully balanced the unconscious teen with one arm, resting the other half of Ed's body on his knee while using his free hand to pull the house key out of his sweat pants and slipping it through the lock.
The door opened and Roy switched on the light. Bright light flooded the spacious room. It was surprisingly spotless. Roy seemed like the type of guy who wouldn't raise a finger if someone told him to clean up something, considering the estate his office at work was in, but Roy actually enjoyed cleaning. It let him express his more feminine side.
Barely making it to the couch, he set the younger male down on the cushions, before dramatically collapsing on the carpet in front of the ember-filled fire place.
After catching his breath, Roy went to the bathroom to retrieve the fist aid kit before remembering that he had moved it's location to the kitchen after the millionth cooking disaster. He took it to the living room and set it on the desk next to the couch.
Ed was still sleeping peacefully. Roy couldn't help but stare at the unconscious teen. His beautiful skin was sleek and shiny with seat and his golden blades of hair curled around his face.
Roy wished he could just tell Ed the truth, that he loved him. Reaching out his hand Roy let his face stroke Ed's face ever so lightly, tickling the velvet skin. Roy could have sworn he saw the blonde smile.
Snapping back to reality, Roy realized Ed was still bleeding. Taking out the thick layers of gauze in the large first aid kit Roy began to untie the shreds of his T-shirt that covered the cuts all over Ed's arms.
Roy rubbed some disinfectant cream on the cuts, before wrapping each arm up completely. Finishing on both arms, Roy turned the boy over gently and carefully peeled off Ed's shirt, careful not to irritate the skin around the wings.
Now that Roy looked at the wounds in the bright light, he could tell he had underestimated them. It looked like the skin had been peeled away, layer by as the wings had sprouted from his back.
And as Roy took away the strips of his old jacket he saw that within the couple of hours Ed must have been laying there the gashes had gotten infected. Puss seeped from the opened wound that was turning a sickly purplish color.
He grimaced at the sight and thanked the god he didn't believe in that he hadn't become a doctor. Rubbing the cream on the wounds, Roy bandaged them up making sure the cuts weren't bleeding anymore.
Stepping back to admire his unprofessional work, he decided to call it a night. After running about five blocks while carrying someone at three in the morning would make anyone tired. Roy starched and let out a big yawn.
Not even bothering to go upstairs Roy grabbed a pillow off the couch and laid it on the floor. The minute Roy let his head touch the pillow he was fast asleep.
A/N: I stayed up so late trying to think of what to write while staring at the word count hoping it would magically jump from 500 words to 2,000. But I posted it! I need reviews! My goal is to get at least 20 after this chapter and right now I have 11. Only 9 more to go! And if u have a suggestion to how I could change my crappy summary to something more interesting that would make more people want to read it please tell me.
