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Sadie-kun I thought my adoring fans deserve some more updates before the end of the year so here it is!
Edward Right, adoring fans. rolls eyes
elbows him hard in gut
Sadie-kun As I was saying, this chapter is too long so I have been forced to cut it into at least 2 pieces, maybe more. Now let's get back to the story!
January 1945
A slender figure remained in the darkness. "So what were you sent here for? Didn't kiss up to the Nazis enough?" Shakily, Alphonse got to his feet. "Show yourself or I'll attack." "Brave words from an exhausted boy. Fine, I wouldn't want you to hurt yourself." With a swagger of feline grace, the hidden person revealed himself. Or in this case, herself. The profile standing before Alphonse was very familiar. It was a girl who looked to be about his age. She wore a tight pilot's jumpsuit which looked as though it had been through better times. An arm was bandaged but some of the crimson liquid had seeped through. What scared Al most was her sharp face. Even though her spiky hair was black in color, she was an identical twin to the Homunculus Envy.
Her face formed itself into a confused frown. "What are you grimacing about? You look as though you've seen a ghost. I just offered you help!" Al quickly tried to regain his composure. "Sorry, you just reminded me of someone." Al put his hand out. "I'm Alphonse Elric. That's my brother, Ed." The pseudo-Envy shook his hand. "Katya Ranistov. So how did you end up here?" "Well, we sort of blew up an SS lab and destroyed all their files." A smirk flitted across Katya's face. "Nice! I'm a POW. Got shot down flying over Munich a few nights back." "But I thought women weren't allowed to fly." "They are in Russia. You might've heard of us, we're called the Russian Night Witches. Not to brag but I'm already an ace." Alphonse was relieved to find someone truly on their side.
"So you and short stuff wanna escape?" At that, they both heard Ed moan and shift onto his back. A throbbing in his head told him he was still alive. Slowly, he tried to open his eyes. Blurred lines and colors assaulted his eyes. A shape took form over his face. The sinewy body and wild hair above him gave his stomach a lurch. "Envy! I thought you were dead!" The impulse of sheer terror took over him as he scrambled to get up. "Brother, please relax. You're hurt. She isn't Envy." "She?" Edward stopped his frantic motions. "Hi pipsqueak, the name's Katya Ranistov." "What did you just call me?" Ed's voice was filled deep with malice. "Nothing Shorty." Edward's hand curled into a fist.
"Just stop!" Both Ed and Katya turned to face a furious Alphonse. "I'm tired of petty arguments. Stop fighting and we might actually survive!" His anger exhausted, he released a sigh but continued to glare meaningful intentions. Katya shrugged her shoulders. "Sorry, it's not like we've fought before." Edward gave an inward flinch at the memories of beatings by Envy. "Now, how are we going to get out? There's not exactly a door with a big red exit sign over it." Alphonse, his hand placed on his chin, considered their obstacles. "I may have an idea."
The creak of the rusted metal alerted the prisoners that someone was coming. Tall and lean with predator's eyes, Kimbley entered the cell with another guard. "Archer doesn't know I'm here. I figured I'd have a little fun before the execution." He pulled out a razor-sharp pocket knife. "Who wants to play with me first?"
There was sudden movement in one of the back corners. Katya threw herself at Kimbley like a wild cat. Vicious kicks and punches flew at him. He dodged some, but not all. "Why you cur! I'll cut your head off and hang it above the gate!" Katya just laughed and continued her assault. In another part of the room, the guard was busy with the Elrics. Archer's guards had forgotten to remove Edward's blade, a foolish mistake. The soldier was easily taken down. Edward heard a yelp mixed in pain and anger. "Al, start getting his uniform off. I'm going to help Envy. I mean, Katya." Never thought I'd say that, Ed thought silently to himself.
The fight had progressed badly for Katya. With only her fists as weapons, she was at a disadvantage. A thin cut against her cheek bled sluggishly. She and Kimbley were grappling for control. His blade flashed with bloody malice. Ed ran straight towards them, elbowing Kimbley in the guts. Unbalanced, he tripped and fell at a backwards angle. His head hit the concrete floor with an echoing thwack. Katya grinned at Ed and gave him a punch on the arm. Trying not to look too weak, he rubbed his sore shoulder.
"Hurry up!" Al called from across the room. Katya began to remove Kimbley's uniform from his limp body and put it on herself. "Hey, where's my uniform?" Katya grinned. "Since there were only two soldiers, I guess you'll have to play the prisoner. These uniforms are too big for you anyways." Ed took a deep breath in preparation to chew Katya out. Then he realized it would alert nearby guards of the situation. "I'll get you back for that comment." He promised quietly under his breath. She only grinned and continued to tie her hair in a ponytail.
Eventually the trio had everything ready. Al, in a uniform with the cap pulled low over his face, held Ed's handcuffed hands. Katya's tall lean body fit Kimbley's uniform perfectly. As they left the prison cell, Katya turned to grin at the bound and gagged Nazi soldier and Kimbley's dead body. "That'll teach you to mess with a night witch."
Carefully they made their way through the camp. Prisoners avoided them with an instinctual fear. They were never stopped until they reached the gate. "And what exactly is he doing out of his prison cell?" A guard asked, motioning towards the elder Elric. "Colonel Archer gave us orders to have him taken into the woods to dig a hole. Do you need to hear it from Archer himself?" The authority in Katya's voice caused him to back down. "Sorry sir, please proceed." And with those words, the group was finally liberated from the camp of nightmares. A slight lightness in their step and heads held a little higher were the only jubilation they dared show. As they entered the forest, there was a collective sigh of relief. "Finally, we've escaped the fires of hell!" Edward said. A little dramatic, Katya thought, but not too untrue.
"Stop! Put your hands up!" The shout startled them into submission. "Let me rephrase that for you Ed. It's out of the frying pan and into the fire." Edward would have laughed if 20 guns weren't trained on him. Unfortunately that was the case.
Edward I'm confused, what was the whole "dig a hole" thing about?
Sadie-kun Duh, dig your own grave. C'mon it was obvious.
Edward Oh, I knew that! false swaggering
Sadie-kun Yeah, whatever. So, history lesson time! The Russian Night Witches did in fact exist. They were female pilots who fought for Russia in World War II. Supposedly, their nick name originated among the German pilots who feared them. The girls who flew were in their late teens to early twenties and had missions at night. Katya was actually a real pilot though her last name was Budanova. She flew 66 combat missions in 1942 alone, and shot down a total of 11 German aircraft. Another name you will see later, Litvak, is from the pilot Lily Litvak. She shot down 12 aircraft before she was shot down in 1943.
Edward Litvak? Who's Litvak in the story?
Sadie-kun Ask me no questions and I'll tell you no lies. I wouldn't want to spoil it for you.
Edward WHAT? This isn't fair! I have to go through all this crap but I don't even get to know about one character? Fuming
Sadie-kun Before we go, I'd like to thank my friend :iconlisabeth-eljae: for giving me the last name Ranistov. Thanks for reading and see you on my next update!
