Meh, I'm like hyper on sugar or something. I swear, lemonade seriously makes you hyper. Anyways, it's time for another chapter and I'll try to make this one a bit longer. Before the chapter begins, I have some reviews to answer.
To Kari Williams: I try to update as often as I can, but I'll probably get lazy later on xP I'm glad that you like my fanfic so much.
To HagarenFanGirl: Sorry, but Ed put his hair up again. Though it will come down again later on xD He's just so uber smexy with his hair like that.
To psychofullmetalfan: Meh, can't really tell you whether he does change back or not. You'll have to wait and find out. Gosh, I'm being really evil right now.
To Schimmy: Vampire Ed is sexy! His sexy-ness owns us all! Bow before the smexy vampire that is Ed! –bows-
To hittocerebattosai: Yes, poor Ed, but it's only going to keep going downhill for him.
To nadisrad: You want human Ed back? Come on, Vampire Ed is so smexy. You gotta love him xD
Thank you all my reviewers! Reviews are like the fuel for this fanfic, and they make me happy! Anyways, on with the chapter.
Disclaimer: I don't own Full Metal Alchemist, but I own Raith and Lilith. They are both my slaves and are currently baking me cookies.
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Crimson Sin
Chapter Six – Dizzy Spells
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Ed woke up the next morning feeling even more nauseous than he had anytime before. It felt as if he would throw up at any moment. His stomach was doing flip-flops and his head ached. He let out a groan and rolled over in his bed, clutching his stomach. Ed shut his eyes and let out another pitiful groan. He felt very weak. It felt like he would pass out at any moment, though he didn't understand why. He had slept a full nine hours each night, yet he was still tired.
A loud knock at the door, made Edward quickly cover his ears. That knock sounded like a gunshot to him and made the dull aching in his head flare up into a terrible headache. Still covering his ears, Ed slowly got out of bed and shuffled over to the door. He opened his eyes, glad that he had blinds that could block out most of the sunlight, which gave his room a rather cave-like feel.
"Yes?" Ed said as he opened the door and found Hawkeye standing there, a thick stack of papers in her hand.
Her cheeks became slightly pink when she saw Ed standing there in his boxers. She tried to ignore it and handed Ed the papers. "The Colonel asked me to give these reports to you. He wants you to read all of them and then report back to him."
"What are these reports of?" Ed asked as he took the papers and began to flip through them.
"They are the accounts of the people that witnessed the murders that have been occurring and some information on the victims. Hopefully you can find some links, if there are any, between these murders. Good luck," she said and walked off, leaving Ed alone.
He shut the door and deposited the papers on his bed. Walking over to the window, Ed pulled back the thick blinds and tried to get a good look at the outside. The sunlight blinded him and his headache got worse, but he didn't close the blinds. Outside the gates he could see happy people, children playing tag with each other, while their parents browsed some shops nearby.
I could kill anyone of these people next time I lose control. No! I won't let that happen! I won't ever drink human blood again! I don't care if I die. These people shouldn't have to suffer for me.
Ed turned away from the window and got dressed. Only then did he realize that Hawkeye had seen him in his boxers. His face turned bright red and he quickly tried to take his mind off of that memory by brushing his hair. Too tired to braid his hair, Ed just put it up in a ponytail. He sighed and went off to eat breakfast, taking the papers that Hawkeye had just given him as well.
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Ed sat alone in the large cafeteria where most of the military personnel usually ate. It was past breakfast and it wasn't going to be lunchtime for another two hours. The teen's eyes were focused on the paper and he nibbled slightly at the jelly sandwich he was holding in one hand. He stiffened when he read off the names that were all too familiar.
Sam Thompson
Age: 6
Cause of Death: Large gashes across chest, resulting in excessive blood loss. Body found drained of blood.
Cody Hamilton
Age: 4
Cause of Death: Strangled. Body found drained of blood.
Tom Rashton
Age: 7
Cause of Death: Throat slit open. Body found drained of blood.
Selene Herry
Age: 11
Cause of Death: Hard blow to the head. Body found drained of blood.
Catherine Winch
Age: 8
Cause of Death: Stabbed through the heart. Body found drained of blood.
Rina Olim
Age: 12
Cause of Death: Excessive blood loss, though there was sign of injury. Body found drained of blood.
"They all died because of me," Ed muttered to himself as he turned the page once more only to find two more people that died as well, an adult and a teenager.
Isabelle Trent
Age: 22
Cause of Death: Strangled. Body found drained of blood.
Danny Greenald
Age: 16
Cause of Death: Large fall. Body found drained of blood.
"Did I kill them too?" Edward asked himself as he picked up all the papers, shaking slightly. "I'm a monster," he muttered as he picked up the papers and his sandwich. He then began to walk over to the exit.
Edward suddenly felt a wave of nausea hit him full force. He doubled over clutching his stomach, his eyes shut tight, dropping everything that he was carrying. He opened one eye. The room was spinning and his vision was blurry. His head hurt and flashes of pain blinded him. Screams and crying flooded his mind. The smell of blood polluted his nose, blocking out anything else. He could taste blood in the back of his throat. Edward began to cough uncontrollably. He could feel blood rise up from the back of his throat. The once white papers that were scattered around him had become stained with his blood. He couldn't breath and he could feel his hot blood trickle down from the corner of his mouth.
"Help," he cried out weakly in nothing more than a hoarse whisper. Then his vision went black and he fell to the ground unconscious.
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Roy was walking down the hall a stack of papers in his hands. He had just gotten some more information about the murders and he needed to give it to Edward. Riza had been too busy doing something else, so he had to go give it to Edward himself.
"Where could he have run off to?" Roy asked himself as he continued to walk. He had just knocked on Ed's room, only to find that the door was unlocked and Ed was nowhere to be seen. The Colonel sighed and rounded a corner and began to walk in the direction of the cafeteria.
As Roy walked past the large double door that led to the cafeteria, he heard a loud thump. Wondering what had made that noise, Roy pushed entered the large room.
"Ed!" he cried out when he saw the blond alchemist lying in a slowly growing pool of blood. The older man rushed over to Ed's side. He quickly pressed two fingers to Ed's wrist. He let out a sigh of relief when he felt a pulse even though it was fast and Ed's breathing was shallow and pained. "I need to get him to a doctor."
Roy then picked Ed up and carried him out of the cafeteria as if he were a fragile small child. He was surprised to find that Ed was actually rather light and easy to carry. The Colonel quickly rushed over to his office, where Hawkeye, Havoc, and Fury were sitting.
"Colonel!" Riza said when she saw him holding Ed's limp body. Ed's blood had stained Roy's uniform, but the Colonel didn't care.
"Hawkeye! Havoc! Fury! We have to get Ed to the hospital!" Roy said and everyone in the room quickly forgot what they were doing and tried to get Ed to the hospital as quickly as possible.
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"Where am I?" Ed muttered when he found himself standing in the middle of a dark room. He guessed that it was the room of a small child since the floor was littered with toys.
"So, you're back again. I never thought that it would be this soon" said the familiar voice that was Raith's.
"You! Why are you here!" Ed said as he spun around to see Raith standing on the window ledge.
"Why I'm here? Well, I can't give you the answer to that, so too bad," Raith said and climbed through the window and into the room. "You remember this place don't you?"
"What are you talking about?" Ed snapped, angry that he had to see Raith again.
"This is Sam's house. He was the boy you killed before you realized what you were doing," Raith said. "His parents are downstairs crying. They still can't get over their child's death. You're tearing families apart! It's all your fault! Sam's dead because of your selfish needs!"
"Shut up!" Ed cried out and threw a punch at Raith, but hit only air.
"You're still too weak. Thanks to your noble intentions you're now lying in a hospital bed. You need to drink blood; otherwise you'll die! And I don't want my pretty little half-blood to die on me. I still have some use for you," Raith said as he placed one hand on Ed's back and gave a hard push. "Good-bye for now my sweet Edward."
Edward let out a cry as he fell out the window. He could see the cold street rushing up to meet him. He closed his eyes and waited for the pain, but it never came.
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Edward slowly opened his eyes to find that he was lying in a white hospital bed in a white hospital room. It was dark outside and he still felt very weak and nauseated. His head ached, but he still sat up. He felt something weighing down on his leg. Ed turned to look and found the Colonel sleeping by his bedside, his head resting on Ed's leg. A small smile appeared on Ed's lips as he fell back down onto the fluffy white pillows and fell asleep.
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Okay, sorry for not updating last night, but I'll try to update another chapter later today. Well, there was a microscopic piece of fluff here. Not really sure if it is fluff, but what the heck. I've decided that there's going to be around 31 chapters and I have all the titles planned out. Okay, I'm going to tell you now, but this story is going to get pretty dark. Don't forget to review!