Nevermore Sister
'The Talk'
Skye had been running for about an hour. She didn't stop even to calm her protesting legs. She couldn't stop. She needed to get as far from them as she could. She didn't want to go back to that family. Whenever she looked at Ed, she saw her father. It reminded her of that horrid day when she was pulled from her family. She never understood why he did that, and she never got a chance to ask. Well, she did, but she never got an answer.
Fuck them, she thought. Fuck them all. I don't need any of them!
She continued to run until she collapsed in front of a large oak tree. With the last of her strength, she rolled herself onto her back so she could look up into the canopy. The leaves were thick, cutting any sunlight from reaching the forest ground. It was dark too, and cold. Without sunlight, the ground receives no heat.
She rolled onto her side and squashed her body into the fetal position. Her leg muscles were cramping and they hurt. She drew herself in closer to avoid the pain, but whatever she did, it didn't help.
She heard a grumbling sound and realized she hadn't eaten since the morning before. She was hungry and in pain. She had deemed this worse than childbirth. She just wished her legs would work.
So she would wait, and she closed her eyes and fell asleep.
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Ed was on the hunt. He was pissed beyond reason and he was coming up with all kind of things he would do to his sister. He didn't bother to walk around young saplings. He just crushed them with his automail arm and called it a day.
Al was beyond worried about his brother. He had never seen Ed this upset before today, before this whole sister thing. Skye was getting an 'Ed' treatment worse than the colonel was. Ed wanted to kill her. He only threatened the colonel.
"Nii-san," Al said. "Maybe we should give up. It's a lost cause if she keeps running. Maybe she doesn't want to come back."
"I don't give a damn about that Al," his brother responded. "I want to know why she stayed in contact with Pinako instead of us."
It was a good enough statement, but the venom in his voice made Al think about the bad things Ed was going to inflict upon their sister. But he said nothing more as he followed his brother further into the darkness of the forest.
They had been walking for about a half an hour when they came across a large oak tree. It had be at least three hundred feet tall and about six feet thick. Al stopped short so he wouldn't run into his brother. He looked down at his brother and noticed a stony look in his eyes. Al followed his gaze and saw Skye's body at the foot of the trunk.
Al felt a little worry sneak up his soul. Skye didn't look too good. She was in the fetal position with her arms wrapped tightly around her legs. She looked a little pale and she seemed to be unconscious. He made to go toward her, but Ed stopped him with an evil glare.
"Don't even think about it," he said. Al couldn't believe his brother said that.
"But Nii-san-"
"I said don't," Edward stressed. "You stay right there and I don't want to see you move."
Ed walked ahead of Al and went over to Skye. He stood over her, staring down harshly into her face. He saw her twitch a little before cracking her eyes open a little. She opened them all the way and turned her head to look up at her younger brother. She flinched at his cold stare. And she closed her eyes at the memory of her father.
"Are you done yet?" Ed asked. "Or do you still want to play this game of cat and mouse? I don't care if you do. It'll just piss me off more."
"Why did you come looking for me in the first place?" Skye asked weakly. "Then we wouldn't be in this predicament."
"Quite the crap Skye… Darren… whoever you are. I didn't ask for this. I saw I had a sister, I got upset after finding out you knew about us and didn't do anything to come back."
"I couldn't come back."
"Bullshit. You could have. We needed you damn it!"
"Mother died Skye," Al added. Skye's eyes opened back up and looked at the suite of armor. She really connected it now. She remembered her mother being pregnant the day she was taken away. The suit of armor was the unborn child.
Skye forced herself to sit up. Even though Edward did nothing to help, Al knelt to give her a hand. She looked into the glowing eyes of her youngest brother. She turned her face towards Ed. Pieces were being put together in her mind. Pieces of the puzzle that Pinako had given to her in those previous letters.
She was upset now. She ripped her arm away from Al's light grip and staggered to her feet, almost collapsing. She leaned herself against the tree trunk and looked at the two mutilated boys before her.
"How could you?" she asked. Ed only stared at her. Al wasn't sure what to say.
"Damn it all!" Skye cried. She slipped down the tree trunk to sit at the base of it.
"You have to understand," Al said. "We're trying to put things back to normal."
"You don't get it, do you?"
Silence. There was something in her tone that caused both boys to look at her. Ed lost his anger as he stared at the girl, his sister. He took a good look at her now that she wasn't wearing boy's clothes.
Skye looked up at him, and he felt a jolt run through his body. She was a splitting image of their mother. She had the right length and color of hair. The eyes and the facial features were almost identical. Edward had seen pictures of his mother when she was about Skye's age. They look like they could have been twins.
"You tried to transmutate her." It was a statement. Ed looked into Skye's eyes. All his anger was gone now.
"You would understand why if you were there," he said. "Not like you care about us."
"Who said I didn't care?" she defended. "Edward, I do care."
"Then you would have came back when you were old enough!"
"It's kind of hard to do that if you were nothing, penniless and pregnant!"
Edward and Alphonse gaped at her. Al was certainly flustered, and Ed was just stunned. The tension was strong between them; the air becoming thicker with the presence of the other and the lingering sensation of new information.
But it was shattered by the interruption of an unwelcome source.
A/N: Again, major thank you to ThePatheticWriter. You are one hell of a good friend! Well, reviews please. They make me happy!