Hey all! Here's the first actual chapter of Full Metal Horror House! Please R&R!
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Winry groaned, cleaning the dusty window in her room so she could look out to watch the lowering sun. After it went down and Risembool was thrown to the dark night with only the moon and the stars to light the night and Winry sighed and went to her bathroom to brush her hair. After her hair was knot free Winry went back to her room and looked at the window in confusion. There were hand prints on it. Winry looked around her room before cleaning it again and going downstairs to get a drink before hopping back up her stairs and looking at the window. Again it had hand prints on it. Her back stiffened and she grabbed her wrench, looking around her room suspiciously. Everything was calm and in order, nothing moved in her room. There was no noise except for her own rushed breathing. Trying to calm down she slipped to the floor and rested her head in between her knees. Her heart raced and she was sure people in Central could hear it.
A creak on the stairs made her head shoot up and her body to stiffen, the grip on the wrench tightening as she silently got up. Looking down the hall Winry held back a scream as she saw a big, muscular, black clothed man stand in the hallway and look at her room. There was a butcher knife in his hands and he started walking toward her room. Heart beat accelerated and breathing hitched as she looked for any means of escape. The window was a few feet away and Winry soundlessly snuck over to it and opened it. She started crawling through it when the man grabbed her ankle and pulled her back in.
A shriek escaped her lips as she tried to free her foot from his grasp, but he had a firm hold and wouldn't let go. "Let me gooooooo!"
Looking back the butcher knife gleamed in the moonlight as he raised it and pulled her back into the room. Another shriek rang out as the knife came down on her throat. Blue eyes glazed over and the last thing she saw before she died was his face and the killers mocking silver eyes.
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Trinity and Ian glared at each other, green eyes clashing with blue-gray, the fifteen year old twins anger rising as neither would blink. The wind picked up and Trinity's blonde hair blew out behind her while Ian's light brown hair swayed gently. It had been two minutes since they had started the staring contest and it was dark out, the moonlight and the kitchen light the only source as they stood in their back yard. Ian squinted and Trinity copied his actions. But Trinity blinked first and Ian cheered.
"I win!" Ian yelled and Trinity scowled.
Before they could get into a fight their Mother walked outside and waved them inside, pointing to the phone. Trinity got there first and stuck her tongue out at Ian before talking into the phone.
"This is Trinity." Trinity smiled.
"Trinity," it was Al and he sounded absolutely defeated. "I'm so sorry, but Winry was found dead... murdered in her own home."
She nearly dropped the phone and her eyes filled with tears as she thought of her older cousin, so brave and smart, so beautiful, dead. Her legs felt like they were going to give out on her as she said thanks to Al and hung up. Once the phone was safely placed on it's receiver she fell to her knees and started sobbing. Ian glanced worriedly at her and sat down next to her to pull her onto his lap and into a hug, rocking her back and forth. Their Mother rushed in from the living room and stared at the two on the ground with worry.
"What happened?" Ian whispered.
"Winry's... dead." Trinity breathed into her brother's ear.
Tense silence hovered in the air around them, smothering them. Unable to take it anymore Trinity leaped to her feet and ran out of the house, down the street and toward her friend's house. Just down the street was Aaron, her brother's friend, trying to kiss Destiny, her friend. The black haired girl shoved the stubborn blonde haired boy and ran over to Trinity.
"What the heck's wrong, Trinity?" Destiny asked worriedly, her yellow eyes flashing.
"Wi-Winr-Winry's d-d..." Trinity stammered through her sobs.
Aaron walked up to them and eyed Trinity quickly with his red eyes before wrapping an arm around Destiny's waist and pulled her close, secure against his body. Groaning Destiny rolled her eyes and leaned her head against his chest.
"So, what happened to Winry?" Aaron questioned.
Trinity gasped for breath. "Sh-she-she's d-d..."
Slowly Trinity looked once more at the two and stumbled down the street back toward her house, ignoring Destiny's cries for her to come back. On the corner of the street just in front of her house was a man dressed in black from head to toe, red splatters staining the front of his clothes, sitting on the sidewalk. Eyes wide with fear Trinity stopped and stared at him. He turned his head to face her, his face covered by shadows, and got up. The only thing she saw was his cold, murderous silver eyes. Her green eyes flashed quickly down to see a bloody butcher knife in his hand. Before she could do anything he spun around and ran down the street and into an alley.
Gasping out a breath Trinity ran to her house and flung the door open, slamming it closed and locking it behind her. Ian leaped to his feet when he saw her and ran to her side, supporting his sister's weight with his body.
"Trinity, what's wrong?" Ian breathed.
Trinity looked at Ian with haunted green eyes. "He's here."
CLIFFIE! Sorry, but I just had to end it there! If you think it needs something more or anything, message me and I'll fix it! Anyways, I hope you liked the first actual chapter of Full Metal Horror House! I hope to be posting soon!