Nevermore Sister
Embers
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Ed was behind. He did all he could to keep up, but DAMN he was fast! The bastard was sly too. It was too perfect though. There was nothing wrong with Bernie. It just so happens tha he was mingling with the boy he was chasing right that moment. They were connected in some way. Ed would ram his automail up the bartender's ass if he didn't get good straight answers from him.
What was worse, he was having trouble keeping up. The rain didn't make it any easier either. He could literally feel his automail rusting. It was deadly uncomfortable and a fucking pain in the ass! But he kept going. We was not going to let that punk get away…
Ed slid to a stop in front of an alley and looked around frantically.
Fuck! He thought. Fuck, fuck, fuck!
He let him get away. He didn't even remember him turning or anything. Then where the hell did he go?
Growling like a pissed off dog, he turned and headed back to the tavern where Al and that bartender were. He was going to get some answers. And he was going to get them now.
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Skye waited until Edward was out of sight before she pulled herself out of the barrel of water. She gasped for air as she shivered from the sheer coldness of the air. She grabbed her cap from the water and rung it out and placed it between her teeth so she could do the same to her dark red hair.
She was in a very tight pickle now. Not only was Ed going back to the tavern, Envy was waiting around her apartment. She had nowhere else to go except the iron shop. She really didn't want to go there. But she needed to get out of the rain. She didn't want to get sick either.
She snuck in through the back door to the shop and turned on one of the furnaces. Pulling a bench over to the heat, she slipped out of her wet clothes and hung them to dry. She found a soft cotton blanket and wrapped herself in it. She wasn't worried about her boss seeing her. Tomorrow was Saturday and neither of them worked on weekends. She had the place to herself until things calmed a little.
She was cold, wet and tired. But like before, she couldn't sleep. She still had those dreams and memories, and she still didn't want them to come back. all she could do was stare into the fire and watch as the embers glowed and created beautiful designs. She reached out to the heat and wondered what it would be like to have those embers consume her.
After a while, she did fall asleep. And it was dreamless, thank the stars, but not for most of the night. The dreams did take over eventually… and she was left alone to confront them. Even in her dreams she wondered what it would be like to be consumed in the embers of the furnace. She would welcome it if it got rid of this pain…
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A/N: Yay! I made another chapter! next one might take a little more time to post. I hoped you all lied this one!
The Pathetic Writer: CORRECT! You get a danish! (Hands you danish) Enjoy! BTW, would you kindly give me an idea on who's 3rd person POV I should do next? I'm tired of doing Ed's and Skye's.