Please R& R! PLEASE? –begs-

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:Screech:

Fog stood in his vision. A screech sounded like metal being dragged along concrete. He turned to look towards the sound but saw nothing. Turning into an alley he adjusted his eyes to look through the darkness. The screech sounded again but this time closer and behind him. He looked to see nothing. A cool breeze blew hitting his face as the hair on the back of his neck stood on end. He shivered and turned again to continue walking through the alleyway. Glancing up every now and than he starred at the cobble stone street as he passed walking over it. The screech sounded again but this time it sounded more distant as he relaxed a little. He did not like that blood freezing sound. He looked up stopping in front of a chain linked fence. Placing his feet between the chain links holes and grabbing the fence with his hands, he managed to climb over it. He landed on the other side roughly tripping over and empty can that echoed about as he landed. A few rats ran off from the sound as he steadied himself. He could barely see now as the light from the city streets faded off into the distance. Turning to look behind him through the fence, he saw no one following him. He turned back again to see a face starring at him through the darkness. It nearly made him jump. The face was inhuman, and was created of metal. It was attached to a suite of armor that silently starred. The sockets where the eyes should have been where blank. Small sobs where heard echoing inside it. He looked at the armor in fear for a moment, but than recognized sobbing, he walked towards it. Sadly it was a sore mistake he realized as the screech sounded another time, but almost ear splitting, right in front of hi. It came from the suite of armor, that horrible cold screech. He froze when the armor suddenly spoke.

"Brother….it was you…. You did this to me."

The voice was soft like a child's, and yet cold and unforgiving. He backed up against the fence in fear shaking his head as the suite of armor stood. Where sockets where once empty, now shown a crimson red. He tried escaping anyway he could from this nightmare. He could not. The suite of armor pulled back its metal arm and lashed out hitting his body and making him gasp out in pain. The armor was unforgiving as it hit him again and again and again. For once he feared for his life as he fell into a fogged darkness once more resuming his walk of horrors through the dark nightmare streets.

Winry woke looking around the hospital room where Edward stayed. She glanced towards Al who still sat in the same position he had since they arrived in the room. A beeping sound was heard fast and frequent as she thought it to be her annoying alarm clock. She was about to doze off again when she remembered why she was in this room. She jumped to her feet and looked towards Edward. He was struggling in his sleep, his eyes shut tightly and teeth gritted. He looked like he was in pain. The machine that tested his heart beats was going haywire, and the IV from his arm had been ripped out. He was no longer pale, but a worse shade of color almost making him look a light gray.

Winry panicked for a moment. "Why weren't there any doctors here yet?" she questioned, but than could not help to see Edward suffer like this. She feared he was dieing.

Pressing the button in the door, she desperately called fro any doctors she could. She received no response but a mute screech of chairs and feet running. She guessed that someone was on there way. Running back to Edward she tried calming him anyway she could. She took a towel from a nearby table and started wiping off the beads of sweat that rolled down his forehead and neck. She saw that he was gripping the sheets with tension, the veins from his left hand showing and thinned. Soon the door flew open and two men, one of them doctor Thomas and a couple of nurses assembled in with a stretcher. Winry moved out of the way quickly as they fled in and filed out with Edward and the machinery he had been hooked up to, just as fast. One nurse stayed behind and cleaned up the sheets from the bed. Winry saw that they had blood on them. She stood stunned for a moment trying to adjust to the sudden change that had happened so quickly around her. she walked wobbly legs back to the chair she had previously slept in and starred in silence at the bed that Edward was once in. she turned her head and looked at Al. He had not moved. She was speechless and unsure of what to do or say, so she stayed quite and decided to wait.

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Well I decided to post earlier than the week,.. why?.. cause I think I'm beginning to like this story. Although I still need more ideas.. desperately. This was my last idea and it was more or less a back up idea,

and also for clarification: the dream in the beginning is a dream Edward is having, and Winry just woke to find him in the middle of the dream.

Oh please R&R people, and thank you pride for your great feedback and support! I thank everyone else who has also reviewed. THANK YOU!