Chapter Five

"So this is where you've been hidding. Not such a smart place to stay." Envy grinned once he spotted Ed.

"This is stupid, neither of us even know how to get out of here anyway!"

"Why can't you just stay dead? How many times do I have to kill you," Envy hissed. He kept changing his form, looking like some kind of snake earlier but now he was back to normal just so he could beat Ed up again. Edward was trying to block his face but didn't have the energy to fight anymore. Envy managed to hit his hand out of the way and slammed his fist into his face. Ed fell back, trying to brace the fall. He whipped the blood from the cut on his cheek.

"I hate your face. It makes me sick." Envy emphasized his statement with a kick to Ed's stomach. By now he was just too tired to fight back. Fighting Envy wouldn't get him any closer to getting back to his side of the gate. "If only you hadn't become an Alchemist, then you wouldn't be here. It's not like you did anything for us anyway. Now all you are is stuck here like me. I'm gonna make you regret it all." Envy sneered. Ed had had just about enough pain by now. He really wasn't up to having any conversation about what he should have done. He rolled over onto his back and kicked up, hitting Envy in the jaw. He grinned triumphantly.

"Not as short as you thought I was," He stated as Envy stepped back, holding his mouth. He moved forward, ready to attack again.

"Oh so one foot wasn't enough." Ed swung his leg around again but Envy dodged it this time, grabbing him by the foot and slamming him down on his side.

'How can someone not have a physical body and still hurt so much?'

"Come on, Fullmetal pipsqueak. Is that really all you've got? It doesn't matter how hard you can kick, without Alchemy here, you're limited."

"Yeah, well you've been limited when it comes to intelligence and you still manage fine." Edward swung his fist but missed Envy by a hair as he jumped back.

"But Brother why would you want to hurt me," Envy asked in Alphonse's voice. Ed shook his head, trying to ignore it.

"Shut up!" Envy did this all the time, it was one of those things that could really get on Ed's nerves. The homunculus laughed at his own joke. Ed sprung back up and bolted away.

"Running off again. Who said I was done." He growled and transformed again.

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Several hours after listening to Lyra go on and on about nothing, Winry finally left and went back upstairs.

"She just doesn't stop talking. You'd think someone with that much to say would write a book or something." Her grandma should have kicked the girl out when she had the chance. Winry scratched the side of her head as she wondered to the back bedroom. Ed was still where she had left him.

"The least you could do is wake up for five minutes to tell her to be quiet," She complained to him as she got closer to the bed. Something caught her eye that made her stop for a second. There was a scratch on his cheek that wasn't there before. Blood was running down his face. She quickly grabbed the damp washcloth from the side table and pressed it against the cut. 'So does this mean where ever he is...he's getting hurt?' The thought scared her. There was no way for her to help. With all the knowledge she had about mechanics, there was nothing she could do. "Why do you do this to me?" Asking him questions was pointless since she knew there would be no answer. Although if he had been awake, she'd probably get the same response. She felt like crying and would have if there wasn't a light knock on the door. She looked up to see Al standing there.

"Is everything okay?" He came all the way into the room, closing the door behind him.

"Oh, yes. Grams must have missed the scratch on his face last night. It's nothing big, really," She told him, in a low tone.

"I wonder if Lyra could help get him back. Do you think she could? She seems to know a lot." Winry looked down when she answered.

"Maybe she could. It's a possibility."

"You don't like her though do you." Al's statement caught Winry off guard. She thought about it for a minute before replying.

"I just don't think Ed would trust her, that's all. And I don't think that they were as close as she claims they were."

"Yeah, it doesn't seem right. I wish I could tell you who she was, but I don't remember." Al apologized. Winry smiled, glancing down back down at the scratch. It stopped bleeding and she grabbed a bandage off the table as well.

"It's okay. You don't have to worry about it. You'll figure it out." She got a small grin out of him at least. She straightened up and headed for the door. "I've got some stuff I need to do outside. Are you going to be okay?"

"Yeah I'll be fine." With that she left him alone in the room. He turned back to the bed where his brother laid. Worry was written all over his face.

"Brother, I really wish you'd wake up. What's gonna happen if you stay like this. I'm not entirely sure but I don't think this was part of our plan." There was a noise outside that caught his attention and he went over to the window. Winry was moving some machinery. She probably could have used some help, considering how heavy some of the peices looked. He was about to head out there when he saw Izumi outside as well.