OwlCookies: gomen nasai! *bows unnecessarily* gomen nasai!

Im sowwy I didn't update yesterday! I was rly sick so I ended up sleeping almost the whole day (only, exceptions with chatting with partner in crime XD sry guys… hehe ^.^" shes more important than fanfiction updating) so…. To the best of my talents, ill try to update both chapters today

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7. Plain Old 7.

Early rays of sunlight bathed Al in a chilly sort of warmth. The fun from the fireplace had burned out and the blizzard and stopped. Now, the scene outside was full of snow, frost, and ice. Next to Al lay the injured Sergeant Brosh, his breathing was normal so Al took it that he was fine. He then realized what had happened the previous night. He and the sergeant were still in the same place as they were last night. Al nudged him awake.

"Are you ok?" he asked, his eyes wandering to the calendar. It was December 18.

Brosh grunted and sat up abruptly. He winced and clutched his shoulder. "I'm fine. What about you?"

Al nodded. "You need to see a doctor," he said, standing up.

The sergeant stood up as well. "But I can't abandon my duty. I have to protect you."

If Al were Ed, he would have said that the sergeant wasn't doing a very good job of it.

Together, Al and Sergeant Brosh walked to the hospital. Once Brosh was admitted in, Al wanted to East Headquarters. There, he walked sternly into Roy's office.

"Colonel! Ed and 2nd Lieutenant Ross have disappeared!" Al exclaimed.

Roy looked up at Al, his bored face turned into complete shock. "Where's Brosh?" he asked immediately.

"The killer cut his shoulder so I took him to the hospital," Al replied.

Roy slammed his fist on his desk earning a glance from Riza. "That bastard," he growled. (teeheehee this chapter is so lame xD) "Are you ok?"

"Yeah, I'm fine. But, where do you think brother disappeared to?" Al asked nervously.

"I don't know. I don't want any more blood on my hands so I'll do the best I can to find him."

Al raised an eyebrow. Maybe he didn't mean to put it that way. But did he mean that he didn't really care about Ed? Jerk. (trololol outta character for Al)

As Al walked back home, he accidentally bumped into someone. Surprised, he jumped back suddenly.

"Sorry!" he apologized.

The man, strangely wearing a thick trench coat tipped his hat in Al's direction. "Tis ok, kid. Say, is this the place where all the murders have been happening?"

Al nodded. Hmm… this voice sounded familiar

"I'd be careful if I were you. You wouldn't know if you were the next one to get killed next."

"Same to you, mister."

"By the way, I'm John. Nice to meet you."

Al nodded again and walked off. He seriously could have sworn that his voice sounded familiar. But, she shrugged it off and continued walking.

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OwlCookies: im sorry this chapter was short… but this chapter was also stupid sooo…