Chapter 8

Roy's POV

"Spencer's fallen asleep." Clara whispered to me. "Should I wake him? The train is here."

"I'll carry him." I took the tickets out of her pocket and gave them to Clara, then picked Ember up. We walked on to the train and quickly sat in our seats. I propped Ember up, so she was leaning on the window.

"You must be a wonderful big brother." Clara whispered to me.

"Good big brothers don't put their little brother's in danger all the time." I replied.

"Well, you protect him, too that counts for something."

"Not enough." I looked over at Ember, she looked to be having a nightmare. I put my hand on her automail knee. "I wonder what's wrong…"

"Mom… Sorry…" she grimaced in her sleep. "Ah!" she woke up.

"Are you okay?" I asked. She looked down at her gloved hands like they were offending her.

"It's nothing, Copper." She responded, turning to face the window. I glanced at Clara. She had a resigned look on her face. The next morning we arrived in the north city's Military Base. Ember was asleep again so I carried her.

"Thanks, Roy." she whispered, still half asleep.

Ember's POV

I woke up the next morning, Roy was carrying me on his back and Clara was walking beside us.

"Finally awake, eh? C'mon Spence, you need to get on a regular sleeping track." Roy scolded me.

"Shaddup, Copper. I'd like to see you try to sleep through the things I see at night." I snapped, getting off his back. "I'm hungry." Clara handed me some bread they had bought. "Oh, thank you!"

"Any time, little Spencer."

"Don't call me little!" I shouted. "Shit, I'm starting to sound like Ed…." Roy and Clara were laughing. "Aw, Shut up!" I shouted, but then laughed, too.

"Well, well. What do we have here?" a man in a military suit said walking up beside Clara. "Roy Mustang, you're a wanted man, and so is this little lady here." he gestured to Clara, he must have thought that she was me.

"General Richards." Roy growled. The General pulled out a gun and pointed it at Roy's head. I covered the front of the gun with my automail hand.

"Please don't shoot him!" I pleaded.

"Scram, kid. I don't want to shoot your hand off but I will if I have to." the man growled. He was sounding a lot like somebody I used to know.

"Whatever you say, Envy." I sneered. The man began to laugh. He changed back into his normal, palm tree like form.

"So kid, you must have met me before. Well then I guess I can shoot your hand off." He pulled the trigger but the ricochet hit him in the leg.

"You should really know what the person you're hunting looks like!" I transmuted my arm into a blade, hitting the gun out of his hand. "So, you're Envy, but without your memories? How did you get back here?"

"Like I know. How did a little boy know who I was before anyways?"

"I'm Ember Elric, moron!" I shouted. "Remember what the last Envy did to me? Remember what it did to everything? Everyone? Remember! You can't just forget things like that! You started a war!"

"Really? Well, then I guess that's why I was so good at starting this one. Practice." He sneered. I lashed out with my blade of an arm. I slashed his arm. He smirked at it healed. "Why, Envy? Why are you back on this side of the gate?"

"Ember, back up." Roy ordered. He was pulling his gloves on. I jumped back as he snapped.

"You could give a girl some warning!" I growled, as Envy went up in flames.

"How did you know? How did you know it was Envy?" He asked snapping his fingers, over and over.

"I'd know my fake half brother anywhere." I snarled.

"What? He's the homunculus of your half brother?" Roy asked alarmed. Envy ripped Roy's gloves while he was distracted.

"So, you really are Hoenhiem's kid?" he asked appraising me. "I Don't remember you, I just remember being a dragon and killing him. When I got back here, I couldn't remember anything except for him and Dante. My oh so unfortunate parents. I did remember my dad had three other kids. But I never thought you'd be one of them. He really was a disgrace."

"Don't say that!" I snarled. I clapped my hands, and hit the ground. A dirt spike shot up and stabbed Envy through the back. "How many times do I have to kill you, before you die?" I clapped my hands and fixed Mustangs gloves. Envy transformed into his normal self. The body he was born with. I stared for a moment. "That may have worked last time Envy, but you won't kill me again!"

"Just talking to you is bringing back memories." he transformed into my brother, Edward. I froze. I won't be able to kill my brother… Fake or not. Envy laughed and slashed my side open. Blood soaked my clothes. I fell to my knee. "So there is someone you won't kill. Your precious brother. But, I'm your brother too you know."

"No! I'm sorry, Ed." I stabbed Envy as he got closer to me with my automail. The pain made him change back into the normal form. I kicked him back as Roy snapped his fingers.

"Someone get a medic!" Clara yelled. General Olivier Mira Armstrong walked up shouting orders. Then walked over to me.

"Homunculi? Still? What happened, Ember?" She asked.

"All summed up, my brothers, my father, Envy and myself were all sent to another dimension. My father died there. Envy killed him. We came back, somehow. And apparently so did Envy. He was pretending to be General Richards. He started this war. And Ishval." I coughed up blood. "Dammit."

"Where is that Medic?" The General shouted. Somebody came rushing over. "Take care of her." I was picked up and taken to the Infirmary. They patched my side up and re-bandaged my other wounds. I thanked the doctors and struggled to get up.

"No, please, Ma'am you have to rest." The medic protested.

"I need to help… Mustang." I whispered. I limped out into the cold air outside. Clara was there.

"Here," she murmured, lifting my arm over her shoulder. "I'll be your crutch.

"Where's Roy and Envy?" I inquired.

"Where we left them." We limped over to where they were. A burning Envy was healing rapidly. Before Roy could snap, Envy transformed into Riza, making Roy hesitate. Before Envy could get Roy, I transmuted the ground to throw spikes at Envy and that was what finished him off. Envy began to slowly turn to ashes.

"Well, looks like I was wrong about you, sister. Sorry that I wasn't the big brother you wanted." Were his last words. I fell to my knees bringing Clara down with me. Tears fell silently.

"I'm sorry I wasn't the little sister you wanted, Envy." I responded to the pile of ash that was then scattered by the wind. Roy walked over.

"Why do you keep protecting me at your own expense?" Roy demanded.

"You know why." I grumbled. "Besides, now we can go home right? I want to go back to central."

"We'll leave first thing. Then when we get back I'm going to have a talk with Furhrur King Stanley."

"Thanks, Roy." I tried to stand, but just ended reopening my wounds, and coughing up blood. "Eww."

"Ah! Stop moving!" Roy picked me up and ran me back to the infirmary. "Stop making me worry." He begged after he set me down on the bed.

"Sorry, big brother." I smirked. "Thanks for being there. Thanks for worrying." The look on his face said he was stunned.

"Ember…" I strained to hear him but to no avail I passed out.

End of Chapter 8