Title: Hadou Number 63: Twin Lotus Blue Fire, Crash Down
Disclaimer: Don't own.
A/N: God I hate this chapter… Winry seems so generic and I had to randomly insert another character just to keep it going. This does not deserve to be Ch. 15… holy shit we're that far already? I had to get something out though, I'm having fanfiction withdrawals. Creativity is at an all-time low. The shininess of Word 2007 it hinders my creativity. I fixed my brain though… mostly.
I can't send out the DDR summaries anymore because of the new anti-spam stuff. Sorry people. Also, I just realized that I never told you what was written on the note in the clay hand mentioned in the A/N of Ch. 11. Here it comes…
You all just lost The Game. I am the Mistress of Game Losing.
And yes it has been suggested that this hints of EdRiza, but I assure you that is not my intentions. Hawkeye just cares for her captain, that is all.
Just so you know who will show up, I WILL be including Hughes and Al and have already more or less planned out their dramatic entrance. What, did you think Roy forgot about his friend? And Al's… oh Al's will be nice and dramatic and heart wrenching and just thinking about makes me feel like an evil villain.
YES AL'S ENTRANCE WILL BE DRAMATIC AND YOU'LL ALL HATE ME OKAY BYE NOW!!!
Ed waited for the inevitable, staring Scar down. Then something completely unexpected happened. A hammer came flying out of nowhere and hit Scar.
Scar turned around, staring at the blond girl glaring at him. "You are not a shinigami. But if you get in my way, I will kill you too."
The girl- young woman really- glared at him. "I have reason enough to kill you, Scar. Have you forgotten me so soon?"
"Rockbell? No I haven't. But right now I have some unfinished business."
"Winry…?" Ed croaked.
Scar spun around and stabbed Ed again. "Stay dead already!"
Ed managed a small smirk. "You fell for it.
"Hadou number 63: Twin Lotus Blue Fire, Crash Down."
Two blue flames shot themselves at Scar. On impact, a blue ball of light expanded, swallowing up both Scar and Ed then exploding.
"ED!"
Hawkeye sighed, barely refraining from letting loose all her anger and stress on the small black-haired girl in front of her. "Hinamori-san, please return to Fourth Division."
Hinamori Momo shook her head. "No! I want my division back!"
Granted, the small black-haired girl was the source of much of the stress. But that didn't mean that she deserved to be the brunt of it. "I am in command now. So please go back to Fourth Division."
"Aizen-taichou isn't here! That means I'm in command!"
Okay, maybe she did deserve it.
Hawkeye cracked. "HINAMORI-SAN, PLEASE LEAVE FIFTH DIVISION BEFORE I CAN NO LONGER REFRAIN FROM RIPPING YOUR HEAD FROM YOUR SHOULDERS!"
Hinamori quailed for a few seconds, before her features filled with fury. "FINE THEN! WE FIGHT!"
Hawkeye grabbed the frail girl by the shoulders and physically threw her out of her office. Then she sat back down and sighed again, knowing that she wouldn't be back again today.
Yes, that was right. She, Riza Hawkeye, was in command now. Edward Elric was MIA, leaving her in command of Fifth Division.
Officially missing in action. Most likely dead.
"Colonel!"
Hawkeye jumped up. That voice was familiar. It had been quite a while since she had heard it, but it was still familiar. She threw open the door to her office, which she had shut after throwing Hinamori out. "Havoc!"
Jean Havoc looked up from the floor, upon which he had ended up after falling over a chair. "Hawkeye! You here too?"
Hawkeye smiled. "Hello Havoc. Long time no see."
Havoc got up from the floor and brushed himself off. "No kidding. Anybody else show up in the lovely Division Number 5?"
The atmosphere in the room became noticeably stiffer. "Yes," Mustang answered, trying not to show any emotion. "Fullmetal was…" He cut short, glancing at Hawkeye. "Is the taichou."
Havoc frowned. "Spit it out, what's with the was?"
"He's dead." Hawkeye stated, her voice going up a notch. "He left a few weeks ago alone to fight Scar, and he hasn't been seen since."
Havoc picked the chair up from the floor and sat down in it. "Oh. Okay. Well then. Do I need to do anything specific now that I'm in this division?"
Mustang and Hawkeye looked at each other. "Fix the wall," they stated together.
"ED!"
His whole body hurt… what had happened?... He was lying on something hard… someone grabbed his hand and shook it… god it hurt…
"ED, CAN YOU HEAR ME? ED!"
The voice was fading… thank god… it hurt so much…
Winry hopped off the cart carrying the boy wrapped in blankets. "Thank you sir, for going so fast!"
The cart driver winked at her. "No problem. Just make sure to tell him all about me when he wakes up."
Winry ignored him, instead choosing to charge headlong at Sereitei. As expected, the wall came down and so did Jidanbou. "Please Jidanbou, he's one of yours and needs help!"
The giant scratched his head. "One of ours? Oh, yes, Elric-taichou! So he's not dead? Hurry, hurry in!" Jidanbou lifted the gate.
Winry ran in and called to the first person she saw, a short boy with white hair. "Excuse me!"
The boy looked up, and Winry could see his teal eyes. "You. How did you get in?"
"I have a hurt shinigami, he needs treatment!"
Hitsugaya strode over, then did a double take. "Elric? He's supposed to be dead! No matter, it's a good thing he isn't. Thank you for bringing him here, I'll take it from here." Hitsugaya grabbed Ed and shunpoed off.
Winry fell to her knees. "But… but…"