Walking in Shadow, Seeing the Light

Author's Note: Sorry it's been so freakin' long! I've been sick and I've had a ton of work to do! LMAO! My dad's going out again tonight and I'm gunna have fun writing all evening. Jordan I'm sorry. She'll understand yeah this is my first RoyRiza for a while… LMAO!.

Disclaimer: I do not own FullMetal Alchemist or anything else that deal with FMA other than that really cute chibii doll of Ed that's sitting on my bed.

Summary: Past meets present the clash of a haunting past lingers overhead as the Elric brothers attempt to find peace. Can an angel who guards the gate help them discover the secrets of her past as well as theirs? EdxOC and AlxOC

… if I could just hide the sinner inside and keep him inside…"

The Sinner in Me: Depeche Mode

Chapter: Malice

Lieutenant Colonel Riza Hawkeye walked across the firing range, her honey hair down around her shoulders. She stopped at a target and lifted her gun. CLICK.

BANG!

She fired the gun. She had a set look on her face. Her heart ached as she cocked and fired again.

BANG!

She didn't wear plugs or a headset to protect her ears. She felt tears well up in her eyes.

BANG!

He wasn't dead. He wouldn't do something to risk his own life. Even now the words on the letter were bold imprints on her mind.

BANG!

Corporal Roy Mustang. Killed in action. Awarded the title of Brigadier General for rising above and beyond the call of duty.

BANG!

He wasn't dead. He couldn't be dead. He said he would come back. Tears ran from her bullion eyes. He couldn't be dead.

BANG!

She couldn't hold them back anymore. She tried desperately to hold them in, but after 9 solid years of loyal service and of waiting for the day for him to become fuehrer. She had worked so hard. He had worked so hard.

BANG!

Now they'd both lost the chance. They'd both had to give up.

BANG!

Now she had lost her chance to tell him… everything… she had lost the chance to say it. She had lost everything that she had left to live for. She fired her last shot and dropped the clip out of her gun and dropped to her knees, her hands on her legs, tears pouring from her eyes. She couldn't hold them in anymore. She lifted her head to the sky and cried as hard as she could, her body shaking with sobs. She couldn't keep the painful scream down. Her heart and soul screamed with her voice as she sobbed violently. Like a little kid who'd gotten lost in the dark without guidance. Being alone she allowed the small whimpers of pain to escape her mouth as she cried, her entire body aching with sorrow. Strings of saliva strung from her open mouth as she coughed, her head aching. She was crying so hard she thought she would vomit. Her stomach turned and she felt her chest give. She sucked in air and cried. She cried until the tears had subsided and the only thing left were small hiccups that rocked her entire body and a pain so powerful that she thought her chest would burst from her body.

He stood there quietly in the shadows, watching her every move. His eye narrowed as he saw how much pain she was in. He lowered his head and sighed sadly. He wanted to run to her side badly and tell her that everything would be alright. That nothing would happen now that he was there. He reached out but then remained where he was. Then, without thinking he stepped quickly to her and pulled her into his arms.

She felt a pair of strong arms wrap around her pathetic form. She felt the person breath slowly as if trying to calm her down. She allowed herself to breath with him. She took in a smell that was faintly familiar. She lifted her head and looked through bleary eyes to see a blurry image of tan skin and black boyish hair. Then she succumbed to sleep.

From the darkness of the shadows another watched the two and an evil grin split the ugly face. They were damned fools to think that he would leave them alone. Malice laughed evilly and disappeared into the darkness. He would wait for now.

HOW WAS THAT FOR A GOOD COMEBACK! Hey if you idiots have no idea who the guy is then you're really stupid and you've just lowered our generation's intelligence level by another 20 knots.

Hugz,

Ringo.