Hello! It's finally Saturday and I'm so happy! Well, I'm waiting for Adult Swim to start showing the new FMA episodes, even though I've already seen the first two on the free DVD thing that came with the 2nd FMA game. Oh! Kiss that Adult Swim. The 2nd FMA game was awesome by the way. A bit on the easy and short side, but I had a lot of fun with it. Wow! I got 11 reviews on the last chapter! I luff you guys

To crazyanimefreak15: Thanks so much! Here's an Al plushie with mewing action xD –hands over plushie-

To nadisrad: I'm going to try and update at least twice a week since school has gotten to be a big pain in the butt. Here's a Riza plushie –hands over plushie-

To hittocerebattosai: I read number 9 last summer along with numbers 8,10,and 11. You don't like gore? What's the matter with you? Well, this story is going to get pretty gory, but it's not like I'm going to describe what the guts look like. Ick! I started school on August 10th this year and get out on June 7th. We get lots of vacation in between though xD Here's a Greed plushie –hands over plushie- And here are some pins to stick in him if you hate him –hands over pins-

To Elric329: I'll try to update as soon as I can, but I've be getting a lot of homework lately, so I don't have much time as I'd like.

To The Teenage Writer: Heh. We're all sadists at some point in our lives, but some are more than others. I laugh at everyone's misfortune, but does that make me a bad person? Anyways, here's a Winry Voodoo Doll -hands over doll-

To madamwolf: Yes, poor Ed, but at least he has Mustang to make him feel better. Well, this is a whenever kind of fic. You don't start school for another couple of weeks! I swear, my school is like the only one that's already started. Here's an Envy plushie –hands over plushie-

To Shingo-sama: Blood bank? Well, the thing is that the blood is no longer good if the human has been dead for longer than 24 hours or if the blood has been exposed for longer than a couple of hours. Ed should start hanging out a morgue or something xD Here's a cookie and a Hughes plushie –hands over cookie and plushie-

To psychofullmetalfan: I wish I were still on vacation… It is a conspiracy! Everyone is against Ed and it's only going to get worse for our little blond vampire. Here's a Sloth plushie –hands over plushie-

To anantheinsane: Yay! You have an account here now! Here's a Pride/Ed plushie 'cause he owns all the homunculi xD –hands over plushie-

To KamauFox: Ed just needs to drink some human blood and then he'll live, but we all want Ed to become human once more and for Roy to find out of course xD Here's a Roy plushie with working flame gloves –hands over plushie-

To Falcon-Jade-Darkness: Yes the book really does exist, well in my imagination anyways. Here's a copy of it –hands over The Colonel's Guide To Annoying Tiny Blond Shrimp Boys-

Well, it turns out that I forgot to add a disclaimer last time, so you get two this time! Oh goody!

Disclaimer: I do not own Full Metal Alchemist and never will unless I become a multi-billionaire and buy it off of the person who owns it now. I do own Lilith, Raith, Seth, and of course the deceased crazy old man Siba xD

Disclaimer: I do not own Full Metal Alchemist, but I do own my own Zen Garden in a Box and Lilith, Raith, and, well you know the rest.

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Crimson Sin

Chapter Ten - Unbound

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Ed sighed as he leaned against the back of his uncomfortable train seat. He was once again sitting in the almost empty train that went from Vyrr to Central, only stopping at a couple of towns and cities along the way. His visit to Vyrr made him realize one thing; there were people that hated vampires with a passion and wouldn't hesitate to kill one.

"Would you like a complimentary newspaper, Sir?" a timid voice asked, making Ed turn his head and see that a small girl who was probably only eight years old. He nodded and the girl quickly handed him a newspaper and scurried off to the next passenger.

The teen's eyes widened when he saw the front page. 'Pyrites Meet A Bloody End!' was printed in large bold letters at the top of the page and a large black and white picture of the warehouse, its walls drenched in blood and bodies littering its floor, was printed just beneath the headline.

"The bodies of the notorious gang, The Pyrites, were found early this morning. Each body was ripped apart and their blood stained the floors and walls. Was this the work of vampires? No one knows. The Pyrites were well-known vampire hunters and heroes to the city of Vyrr, which was once the home of many vampires. We asked some of the nearby residents to share their thoughts on the matter with us…" Ed read aloud, trailing off at the end.

So last night wasn't a dream. Did I do that? I remember a black shadow and then nothing else. Was it someone else?

Ed thought about all the events that had happened during the time that he had been a vampire during the entire train ride back to Central. He was so immersed into his own thoughts that he almost forgot that he had to get off a Central.

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"Now arriving at Central! Please gather all your personal belongings and exit the train if this your stop!" the conductor bellowed, making Ed wake up as if he had been dreaming the entire time.

"Wha?" Ed mumbled as he stared around a what-the-hell-is-going-on-what'd-I-miss look plastered onto his face. He then realized that he had finally arrived in Central. Ed hadn't brought anything with him on the train, since he had forgotten to pack in his rush, just like he had also forgotten to tell Mustang where he was going.

Oh shit! Mustang! Damn! Damn! Damn! He's going to roast me for this, not to mention say every 'short' comment known to man.

Ed quickly walked to the exit of the train and looked around, just to make sure no one he knew was there. The last thing he needed was to meet Mustang or anyone else from HQ right now.

Okay, coast clear, Ed thought as he cautiously stepped out of the train and took a couple of steps forward. No Mustang. Thank you God!

Ed then began to walk as normally as he could to the station exit.

"Where do you think you're going, Fullmetal," said a voice that Ed knew all too well.

Ah shit…

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"What were you thinking? Leaving Central without telling me first! As long as I'm Colonel and you're under my command you will follow all my orders, meaning that you'll tell me if you plan on leaving! Understand, Fullmetal?" Roy said.

"Yes," Ed muttered angrily. The Colonel must've been rehearsing for this talk since he had what seemed like a never-ending arsenal of 'short' comments that never ceased to tick Edward off.

Roy sighed and leaned back in his chair. His office was completely empty except for him and Edward. "There's something wrong with you Fullmetal. You've been acting very jumpy these past few days and seem to be tired and sick all the time. And you also go out to some distant town even though there's no lead on the Philosopher's Stone," Roy said as he fiddled with a pen.

"There's nothing wrong," Ed said. Roy gave him a who-the-hell-are-you-trying-to-fool-with-that-bull-crap look. "I just haven't been feeling well these past few days and heard that there was a very good doctor up in Vyrr, but it turned out that he had moved away a couple of months ago."

Roy sighed. He knew that what Ed had just told him was complete and utter crap, but didn't feel like pressing the matter further. "You're free to go," Roy said and Ed quickly exited the room, leaving the Colonel all alone.

Why won't you tell me what's wrong with you, Ed? Do you think that I'd abandon you? Leave you all alone? How could I do that? I love you after all.

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The rest of the day passed without much excitement and Ed spent most of it locked up in his room. There was a constant pounding in his head and he felt extremely nauseous. Ed thought that it was just one of the many uncomfortable side effects of not drinking blood. His entire body was sore and he felt as if his strength had completely deserted him.

Ed rolled over in his bed. He had dozed off for who knows how long. His blinds were always closed, so he didn't know whether it was night or day. Ed's stomach growled, pleading with him to go eat something in the cafeteria.

After half an hour of crying and pleading, Ed's stomach finally got his way and the blond alchemist ate dinner alone. He felt slightly better after his stomach felt completely full, but the nausea was still there as well as the headache. He also felt slightly feverish.

Maybe some cold water will help.

It was half past eight o'clock and Ed was the only one in the bathroom. He let out a small gasp of surprise when he saw the empty mirror, but then remembered that he no longer had a reflection. He sighed and turned on the water in one of the sinks that lined the wall. Cupping his hands together to catch the water, Ed splashed the cool water on his face, sighing in happiness as his face cooled down.

Suddenly, the ground seemed to lurch out from beneath him, making Ed grab the sink, so that he wouldn't fall over. He felt very sick and the dull pounding had turned into sharp jabs of pain that blinded him. Ed felt dizzy and his vision was blurry. He tried to step forward towards the door, but fell to the ground. His body was burning up. It was if he had been engulfed in a fiery inferno that would reduce anything to ashes in mere seconds. Then everything went black.

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"Colonel! There's been a disturbance at the Grand Neko Hotel! We need to get down there now!" Riza called out as she burst into the office, only to find a sleeping Roy. Clearly irritated, she took out her gun and shot two shots, immediately waking Roy up.

"Wha!" he cried out as he fell to the floor.

"Colonel, we're needed down at the Grand Neko Hotel. There's been a slaughter," Riza said as Roy nodded and slipped his gloves.

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Crying. Screaming. The noise. Sirens. What's happening? My head hurts. Make the noise stop. Make it stop! STOP THE NOISE!

"STOP!" Ed cried out as he covered his hands over his ears. He slowly opened his eyes and immediately wished that he hadn't. The blond alchemist was standing in the middle of a large room that appeared to be the ballroom of a large luxury hotel. The large windows were cracked and some were completely shattered. Tables that once were pilled high with food were nothing more than a pile of wood splinters. The room was dark, but not dark enough to hid the horrific sight that lay before him. The dark outlines of bodies lined the floor, all of them unmoving. Blood splattered the walls and lay in large pools on the floor. Sirens blared outside and lights shone through the broken windows.

Edward could feel tears stream down his face, mixing with the wet blood that covered his cheeks. A small trickle of blood ran down from the corner of his mouth and Ed could still taste the warm metallic taste of blood in his mouth. His hands and clothes were drenched in blood and his hair hung limply around his face, the hair tie had obviously gotten away.

Sobs wracked Ed's body as he slumped to the ground. He had lost control once more and had killed everyone in the hotel, a grand total of ninety-five people. He had promised himself that he would not loose control over himself ever again and he had broken that promise.

"Ed! Edward! Is that you?" Riza called out when she entered the room, Roy Mustang, Havoc, and Fury were not far behind. She lowered her gun and stared at the carnage that was scattered across the room.

"Holy," Havoc said when he entered right behind Riza, an unlit cigarette clamped in between his teeth.

Fury, who came in right after Havoc, fainted right on the spot. The sight of this much blood did not sit well with him. Havoc immediately rushed to his side and tried to wake him up.

"Fullmetal!" Roy said as he rushed up to the crying teen. Kneeling down in front of him Roy said in a kind and soft voice, "What happened, Ed? Why are you here?"

Edward took in a shaky breath and said in a hoarse whisper, "I'm a monster… I don't deserve to live…"

"What are you talking about, Edward? You're not a monster," Roy said and gently lifted up Ed's chin with one gloved hand, revealing Ed's blood and tear-stained face.

"I'm sorry…" Ed said as more tears streaked down his face. Without giving it a second thought, Ed threw his arms around the Colonel and began to sob uncontrollably. "I'm so sorry," Ed said in between sobs.

Completely surprised by Ed's action, Roy paused for a moment and then pulled Ed in closer by wrapping his own arms around Ed's small body. "It's going to be alright," Roy whispered softly to Ed as he closed his eyes.

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Wheeeeee! We finally have some EdxRoy fluff! Well, this was a bit of sad chapter, and it almost made me cry while I was writing it. Wow, I'm so stupid. Roy's coming closer to the truth and Ed's lost control again. Before you say anything, Ed did kill 95 people, but he didn't drink all their blood. He just looses control over his body and once he starts killing people he can't stop until they're all dead, or he snaps out of it. Anyways, don't forget to review!

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Chapter Eleven – Swimming Through Lies