Chapter 2- Fear

A/N- ok….so I couldn't even wait to see what would happen….so here it goes…thanks to Anima-Scura for being my first reviewer on this story….

Moving on…..

The walk between the houses seemed so much longer this time round. Winry had broke out in a run trying to reach the remains of the Elric house before her friend died from whatever creatures had threatened them. Pinako had moved Alphonse to the couch and had yet to regain consciousness when she left. So much blood. She began to run faster. Had Edward lost that much blood as well? The rubble came into view. Please still be alive. Thunder roared and lightening crackled as she desperately arrived at the scene. Where!? Where!? "Edward!?" she called in a panic. "Ed, can you hear me!?" no answer. All that was heard was the falling rain. She walked through the rubble, stepping over various rotting beams and boards. Then suddenly, she heard a shuffling from behind. She turned around. "Edward!" Her hopes were shattered when she saw the gangly figure before her.

"Sorry, girly, but your dear sweet Edward is feeling a little….under the weather." The figure began to laugh a little too happily. Winry began to shake uncontrollably. Fear began to envelope her being.

"What have you done with Edward!?" She yelled, taking a few steps back.

"Here." He said coming closer as his arm formed into a long blade. "I'll give you a demonstration!"

He had come so close to striking her. The blade stopped centimeters from her neck when she heard it. The clap of hope. She knew what that sound meant. She opened her eyes to see her attacker trapped by a giant rock hand. She quickly moved away from the blade far enough to see Edward poised from the previous transmutation that had stopped the attacker. Winry smiled before calling out to him. He looked over to her through bleary eyes. He tried to crack a smile but after seeing the attacker break free of his bonds, his smile vanished. The attacker turned around. His smile had also vanished. "You just won't stay dead, will you?"

"Not as long as your still breathing, Envy." He said before slowly standing. He almost lost his balance as he stood. In fact, he could hardly stand up straight, much less at all. He heard Envy chuckle.

"And what are you going to do about it? Hm? You can barely stand!" Ed grimaced. He's right. I'm not sure how much longer I can- Ed was brought down to one knee.

"Edward!" yelled Winry as she made it to his side. She noticed a puddle of crimson that had formed around him. He was shivering slightly. But the fact that Edward was shivering at all meant that the situation was bad.

"Win…Winry." He called quietly. She looked into his fevered eyes.

"Yeah, Ed." Her own voice was low.

"Did Al…is he…" He stopped, unable to speak the words.

"He's alive, Ed." Ed gave a weak smile. "He's human, again." He smiled a little wider. When he did the cut on his face bled some more, but he didn't care.

"Good." His chin was grabbed forcefully, as his head was brought up to meet with harsh purple eyes.

"You think that the two of you will survive?" Envy asked. Ed gave a slight nod, he couldn't think of another answer, nor had the strength to verbalize it. "You, pipsqueak, are sadly mistaken. Your brother might live, but you, you will die. You've lost too much blood and your eyes have lost their spark." Envy let go of his chin and began to walk away. "It's been fun. Oh, and don't think that just because you're dead, doesn't mean I won't hunt and kill everyone you love." And then he disappeared. Winry looked at Ed, who didn't look too good. His breathing was shallow and she could tell he was having trouble focusing.

"Ed, don't listen to him. You're gonna be alright." He suddenly felt really weak. Blinking was becoming a problem, but he had to stay awake. She's right. He tried standing. His legs shook, he was about to fall! But, Winry was there to lend a helping hand. She already had his left arm around her neck, holding him up. "Don't worry, Ed. I won't let you fall." The rain was cold and she could she Ed's breath as quick bursts of fog. Winry frowned. Ed really would die if they didn't get back soon. Ed was heavy, she wasn't sure if she could carry his weight the whole way. "Ed, I need you to try and walk, ok." He nodded slightly. And so they started the long wet treck back.

A/N- ok ….i wrought it in a hurry so excuse the grammar or spelling and punctuation