OwlCookies: chapter 3 :) ive decided to not make 20+ chapters for this fanfiction unlike all the other ongoing fanfictions I do… so I've formed a plot for the whole story to fit into 9 chapters! Personally, I would rather much like it to have an even number of chapters, preferably 4 but then again… it's too short… oh well…..

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Ed's stomach growled. "Damn it, I'm hungry."

Mustang looked up at him. He was lying down lazily on the floor, staring up at the ceiling. "Parker should be back with some food. I wonder what's taking him so long."

Ed sat up. "Why do I have to stay here with you? Even Al got to do something!"

He smirked. "Maybe I just want to cuddle with you, Edward."

"You, are a perverted bastard you know?" Ed shouted.

"I was kidding, Elric. Take a joke, will you? And anyway, I ran out of jobs to give people. You can leave and follow Al for all I care."

"Bastard," Ed growled.

Hawkeye, who was on guard turned around to face the two boys. "Sir, you should listen to your advice, instead of being lazy, why don't you do something?"

"Like what?"

Ed snorted. "Be useful."

"Who are you to tell me what to do?" Mustang growled.

"I'm just a kid like you. I can do what I want."

Hawkeye groaned. "Stop fighting. It's not going to do you both any good."

There was on knock on the door. Curiously, Hawkeye opened the slot and saw who was at the door.

"Password?" she asked.

"Uhm… uhm… uhm…" the person on the other end stuttered.

"Al, here, let me. How much wood would a wood chuck chuck if a wood chuck would chuck wood."

Hawkeye opened the door and all the people who had gone, came in. All except Parker. Mustang noticed that.

"Is Parker still out?" he asked the group.

"I guess so," Falman replied, shrugging.

Hawkeye closed the door behind her.

"Damn it Mustang, I'm still hungry," Ed growled.

"I can't help it when someone's stomach gets hungry easily," he retorted.

"Why you-" He held out a fist.

"Brother!" Al groaned.

Falman nudged Ed's ribs. "I heard from Parker that if someone calls Mustang by his first name, he'll start to grow soft. You should try that sometime, chief."

Ed rubbed his hands together evilly.

"Falman! Why'd you tell him that?" Mustang cried.

Falman chuckled. "I was joking chief. I never knew that was true."

"Sh-" Mustang started.

The door fell down and revealed Parker standing there with a disgusted look on his face. "I don't think I even kicked it down that hard."

"Parker? What are you doing? You're late," Mustang scolded.

"I'm not late, I'm perfectly on time," he retorted with that still disgusted look on his face.

"What are you talking about?" he asked Parker.

With a click, Hawkeye had loaded her gun and pointed it at Parker's head.

Parker smirked. "Looks like your queen figured it out."

Mustang's pupils shrank. "It's you. You're the one helping the homunculus." He looked down and chuckled slightly. "I should have known. You acted pretty much flawless."

Ed looked at Parker and then at Mustang. "What are you talking about?"

Mustang's glare never left Parker. "Well Parker. Explain yourself to Elric and the others. What's gotten into you?"

Parker snorted. "You're right Mustang when you said that I was the one helping the homunculus. I'm not Amestrian. I'm full-born Cretan. But my sob story was true. I was abandoned. But when I wandered around, I found Father and the homunculus. I was so grateful I did what they wanted."

"What do the homunculi want with Amestrians anyway?" Al asked quietly.

"Not just any Amestrian. Their children. If their children are gone, Amestris' population will soon dwindle!" Parker chuckled like the answer was obvious. His disgusted expression return. "Now. Surrender now or I'll have to take you by force."

Ed clenched his fists. "How are you going to take us all by yourself?"

He chuckled again. "Of course, I brought the homunculi with me."

"I'm such an idiot for trusting him," Mustang muttered angrily.

"You got that right!" Ed shouted in his direction.

Hawkeye pulled the trigger to her gun. She forgot, it was a paintball gun.

"Shit."

Parker jabbed his elbow roughly to her ribs. Hawkeye fell down and started coughing.

"Hawkeye!" Mustang exclaimed. He took a step forward but was stopped by her glare.

"Don't be reckless, sir," she coughed out. "I'm fine."

His expression softened as he saw the state she was in. Mustang bit his lip. "Damn it, Parker!"

"Well? Are you coming along?" Parker asked.

"No! I'd die before I'd ever choose to follow you," Mustang growled.

Parker snapped his fingers and 7 homunculi appeared.

"Allow me to introduce them to you," Parker smirked. "Envy."

"No offense or anything," Ed stifled a laugh. "But is Envy a girl?" He cracked up.

"I'M A GUY DAMN IT!" Envy screamed.

"Yeah but… you have long hair and you're wearing a mini skirt and a sports bra!"

"It's not a miniskirt damn it!"

Parker rolled his eyes. "Pride."

"It's Selim!" Al gasped.

"Lust," Parker continued.

"Veronica? Damn it, no wonder," Ed sighed rolling his eyes.

"Greed, Sloth, Wrath, and Gluttony," Parker finished. The disgusted look appeared back on his face. "Your two choices remain, Mustang."

Mustang stood his ground. "Thomas Parker. Is that truly your name? Or are you too a homunculus?"

"Don't ignore my question," Parker spat.

"Don't ignore mine," Mustang retorted.

Parker rolled his eyes. "I'm not a homunculus. I'm just a mere human as you."

"Then why are you helping that Father guy?" Ed shouted angrily.

"Elric!" Mustang shot an angry look at him. "Stand down."

"Simply because, I loathe you all," the blond boy replied.

Ed rolled his eyes in annoyance. "Way to use such big words. It doesn't make you any cooler you know? You're the same as us. The only difference, is that you are complete and total scum."

"Tch. I see, you want to leave the hard way, don't you."

The homunculi charged and grabbed one person. Of course, each one struggled.

"Let go of me! This is treason!" Fuery screamed loudly, squirming and wriggling as he tried to get out.

"I may be small," Pride told him. "But you can't escape."

"Damn it! You bastard!" Havoc was kicking Envy who had Parker's disgusted look.

Envy wrapped his arms tightly around Havoc in a giant bear hug. "Damn you're so annoying! Shut up!" He put his hand on the boy's mouth.

"Nnnhh!" Hawkeye struggled against Lusts' hold. She even bit her arm.

"Darling please, don't try," Lust scoffed. Hawkeye's struggle only made her squeeze tighter.

"DAMN IT! LET GO OF MY BROTHER YOU BASTARD!" Ed screamed, kicking and struggling as if his life depended on it.

Wrath pulled on Ed's braid. "Such a nuisance."

The only one, who wasn't being held captive, was Mustang.

Parker grinned wickedly. "You're the only one left, Mustang. Are you going to run?"

Mustang clenched his fists. He wanted to snap his fingers, but he knew that if he did, he would hurt the others as well. "No," he growled. "I'm not running away. I'm not leaving them."

He chuckled. "Such a loyal friend. Let's go. Father's waiting."

Envy rolled his eyes as he dragged Havoc away. "He's our Father, not yours," he grumbled.

Mustang watched as each one of his friends got dragged away. It's easier to be them, he thought as he followed, dragging his feet the whole time. Parker graciously walked next to him. In fact, he was practically skipping.

"How does it fell Mustang?" he grinned. "To walk with your friends, captive, with no idea if you're going to live or die."

Mustang's fists clenched tighter and he gritted his teeth. "How does it feel? Like you'd want to know."

"Oh but I do! I want to know how you feel, so I can trample you to the dust like a worm!" Parker laughed.

"Shut up Tommy!" Greed growled. "You're so annoying!"

"DAMN STRAIGHT!" Havoc cried.

Envy kicked his leg. "Shut up human."

Soon, they got to a wall. It seemed to have been closed by alchemy.

Parker drew a transmutation circle on it and placed his hands on the circle, causing a door to appear.

"Flashy," Pride commented, pushing the door open with his shadows.

"What the hell?" Ed gasped. "Parker's an alchemist?"

"Crap! That is total bad news!" Breda exclaimed.

"Damn it's dark, every heard of a lighting system? Or candles?" Havoc asked.

The door closed behind them.

"Al, are you ok?" Ed asked his brother.

"I'm fine, brother," Al replied.

"Ah… You're back. Good job, you brought them all." A voice was heard in the darkness. Suddenly, torches all over the room were lit. Sitting on a fairly large chair, was Father.

"What should we do with them, Father?" Pride asked.

"Put them in the cell. The same one with the girl," Father replied.

"Yes, Father," Pride nodded.

Once again, the Resistance was dragged away. This time though, they were thrown into a cell.

"Have fun, kiddies," Envy scoffed.

Ed kicked the metal bars. "Damn it! Let us go!"

He was ignored, for the homunculi and Parker walked away.

"Damn it! Mustang this is your fault!" Ed growled slumping down and leaning against the bars.

Mustang glanced at him and then turned away. "I'm sorry…"

"Ed?" a voice asked in surprise.

Ed perked up. "Winry!" Ed and Al gasped.

Winry crawled out from the darkness and faced Ed. "What are you doing here?"

Ed rolled his eyes, remembering what had happened two days ago. "It's a really long story," he grumbled.

"How can it be a long story? I haven't seen you and Al in four days," Winry retorted.

"Yeah, well it's really long. Why are you here?" Ed asked, turning the subject to Winry.

"You saw me off; you knew I was here in Creta," Winry replied. "That Father guy, he looks like your dad. He dragged me here. For the past 3 days I've been here."

Al crawled over to join the conversation. "How is it here?"

"It's terrible," Winry simply stated. "By the way, Ed, Al, who are they?" she asked, pointing to everyone else who had formed their own little circles.

"They're a gang called Resistance. They're from Amestris," Ed replied, glaring at Mustang.

Winry looked to where Ed glared. "Why are you glaring at him? He looks nice."

"Nice my ass!" Ed growled. "He got us into this mess."

Winry sat next to Ed, leaning against the metal bars. She rested her hand on his leg. "What's going to happen, Ed?"

"I don't know, Winry."

Al looked at them.

Mustang leaned against the wall and faced Hawkeye. He put his hand to hide his face.

"Damn it I'm such an idiot…" he sighed.

Hawkeye looked at him sympathetically. She grabbed his hand, pulled it down, and looked him in the eye. "Don't be hard on yourself, sir. He was great at acting. He had us all under his thumb."

"But maybe if…" he started, but then trailed off.

She squeezed his hand. "No sir. You can't change the past now. The only thing we can hope for is that we can get through this alive."

He smiled slightly. "Alright. We need to escape. But how are we going to do…" Mustang's eyes lit up. "Elric!" he called to the younger boy.

Ed scowled but looked at him. "What do you want you bastard?"

"Come here for a second."

He looked at Al.

"Just do it brother," Al said.

Hesitantly, Ed got up and walked over to where Mustang and Hawkeye sat. He crouched down in front of them.

"What?" he scowled at Mustang.

"Edward, relax. He has a plan," Hawkeye assured the boy.

Ed looked at her, eyes slightly wider, but he nodded. He then looked at Mustang, hate still filled his eyes.

"I need you to transmute weapons for all of us," Mustang told him. "We need to fight them. To kill them."

"Why should I?"

"If you want to fucking live, you will do as I say," Mustang growled, anger taking over him.

Ed understood his seriousness. "Fine. But you have to tell me what you're planning."

"We fight them and escape. Simple as that," Mustang replied.

"That's crazy. Your plan have like, a million of loopholes. What if we're not strong enough to kill them? What if they kill us first? What if we can't leave?" Ed asked.

"There are things called sub-plans, Elric," Mustang smirked.

"When are we going to do your plan?"

"I don't know yet."

"Way to go, Mustang," Ed snorted.

Greed walked in to interrupt and conversation. He stood there, letting the awkward mood settle as all conversations were immediately stopped and all heads were turned to him. Some expressions weary, others angry.

"Father wanted me to give you guys some er… candy," he said.

"Candy?" Al asked suspiciously.

"Yeah er… some woman gave it to Pride," Greed replied scratching the back of his head. "I dunno why Father even insists on feeding you all." He tossed a bag of white pills to them. "But, whatever. Later!"

Winry picked up the bag of candy. "Should we eat it?" she asked.

"Hey, it's candy. I'm totally in!" Havoc exclaimed, grabbing one out of the bag. He popped it into his mouth and chewed. "This is some weird candy. Once you get past the shell, it's all liquidy."

One by one, they ate a piece of candy.

Mustang cautiously examined it. Seeing it as harmless, he put it in his mouth. He chewed for a little bit, but when his tongue touched the first drop of liquid, he immediately spat it out.

"What a waste of candy," Fuery whimpered.

He kept spitting out whatever was in his mouth until he was sure it was gone. "Damn it! This isn't candy! It's pesticide!" Mustang exclaimed in horror. "Spit it out!"

No one did. They had all swallowed the pesticide.

"Fuck," Falman swore under his breath.

Winry clung onto Ed's arm. "Edward, are we going to die?"

"What kind of pesticide… was it, Mustang?" Ed asked, trying not to scream at him in rage.

He shook his head. "I don't know."

Fuery adjusted his glasses. "Well Ed, do you expect Mustang to go around trying every single pesticide?"

Ed shrugged, defeated. "Then how did you know?"

Mustang sweat dropped. "When I was a little kid, I got really hungry because my mother was out drunk. It was also really dark so… I found this bottle and sprayed some stuff in my mouth. My mother saw me and made me spit it out saying it was an extremely dangerous pesticide."

"Then how much longer… How much longer do we have to live?" Hawkeye asked in a solemn tone.

Havoc kicked the nearest wall. "Damn it!" he swore. "We're all going to die because we ate something that we thought was candy! God chief, you are one lucky bastard!" He reached into his pocket and put out a cigarette and a match. "I gotta smoke…" Havoc lit the cigarette and inhaled the smoke. "That's the stuff," he breathed calmly.

Fuery gagged as Havoc exhaled smoke in his face.

"You're going to get lung cancer if you smoke so much!" Winry snapped at him.

Havoc shrugged. "So what, I'm not going to live to get it."

Al stood up and stomped his foot on the ground. "We can't give up now, just because we were poisoned! Do you want to die here? I know that I don't! If we escape now, we'll have the dignity knowing that we achieved something great once we die. We can't give up!"

Ed looked up at him. After a moment of silence, he stood up as well. "Al's right. I'm as sure as hell not going to die here. There is no way I'm going to stay here."

Hawkeye looked up, grabbed Mustangs hand and pulled him up. "I'm with you. So is this idiot."

"Hey!" Mustang protested.

She looked at him and smirked.

"Who are you and what did you do to the Riza Hawkeye I knew?" Mustang gasped.

Hawkeye chuckled softly.

Following their leaders command, they all began to stand up; one by one.

"I didn't want to die in the first damn place, but I'm at least not going to die here," Falman said.

Fuery stood on his feet with a look of determination. He nodded at Al.

Havoc scratched his head as he stood up; the cigarette was still burning in his mouth. "What is this? Instead of just agreeing, we need to put the plan in action!"

Breda stood up, his fist raised. "Hell yeah!"

"Then it's settled!" Al grinned with happiness and determination. "We're going to escape."

"But we have to do it tomorrow," Ed added. "We need to save up our energy and prepare ourselves."

"Those homunculi are going down, hard," Mustang smirked.

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Unknown to the group, there was someone listening to their conversation the whole time.

"Heh, we'll see about that, humans," he chuckled, walking away.

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OwlCookies: fewf! I got that off my sleeve! But let me just tell you, it was harder to type chapters 1 and 3 O.o especially 3 since I was really excited to write the other chapters! Why? Cuz… its fun…. To make stuff dramatic and deathy. Please don't let tht last sentence spoil it O.O u should know at least ONE person is going to die. Psht its not like its going to have a fairy tale ending. Nooo thts too cheesy. Oh well! ONTO CHAPTER 4 I SHALL TYPE! :D