Hey hey hey:) Another chappy up for now. Bless me because I wasn't gonna update soon. Too much stress in my life. Everythings just fallling apart. Luckly I have my stories and books to take me away to other places even though they never last, I'll try to keep it updated as much as I can really. And excuse my poor spelling skills. Also, if anyone has any ideas about chapter 4? I'd take anything really, my minds been kinda elsewhere. So I'm sorry if this chapter is short and boring or just plan stupid.
Anyways I DO NOT OWN ANY FORM OF FMA.
And here we are, . . .
Sound affects
Thoughts
Flashbacks
Phone calls
" Brother, what are you saying?" voiced a boy no older than 19. Edward looked at his feet, trying to forget what Envy said. Too late. Those words haunted his memory like a ghost. Grasping and gapping at his inner mind.
" It's what I said, Al," he began seething through his teeth. " That pricks still alive and he has Winry!" Alphonse, in his human body, clinched his fist in pure anger. His face written with fury.
" Has he done anything to her? Is she alright?" Edward stuck his hand up showing his younger brother to stop. Al looked confused as Ed's eyes fell when he whispered, " I don't know."
Al's eyes grew in shock as he took a few steps back. " What do you mean? What has he done to her?" He growled.
" Do you think I'd be standing here if I really knew? Envy didn't tell me what he done!" Edward snapped back.
" We don't need to be sitting her argueing about what happend!" Al fussed. " We need to try and find her, kill Envy and Father!"
Edward smirked, determinded. " Couldn't have said it better myself, brother."
"Oh Winry!" Envy called in a sing-song voice.
No answer.
" Winry!" He yelled this time.
No answer.
Mother fuck. " Where the hell are you, bitch?" He mulled, opening his door to his room and found the said girl on his bed. Asleep. Envy grew angry seeing that she was sleeping and he didn't give her permission to sleep, now did he? No. He sure as hell did not.
Envy walked over to the blond and snatched her up by her hair, recieving cries by the girl as she tried to loosen herself from the iron grip tangled in her blonde locks. Envy grew even more pissed. He threw her across the room and she slid across the concrete floor, leaving what looked like road rash, down her arms and legs.
Once again she cried out in pain, looking up at Envy with pure fear deeply embeded in her eyes as he walked toward her. She scooted back about a foot, trying to get as far away as possible from this sadistic bastard but failed epically. Envy caught her by her leg and dug his nails into the delicate fleash uptil the warm familiar feeling was felt running down his fingers. Then he went deeper.
Winry screamed out again. She tried pulling away, trying anything to get away from Envy. She even went as far as to try and bit him, but to no avail. Envy shoved her away leaving nasty bruises on her shoulders. She cried for him to stop knowning it wasn't worth the breath, seeing that Envy enjoyed this too much. But Winry thought that if she were going to live here under these conditions, she'd rather stand than fall to her knees like Envy wanted. She looked up at the green haired sin and did something that took Envy's breath away. She leaned up, with all her might, and head butted Envy between the eyes.
While Winry staggered back a bit dazed with the impact with her head smashing Envy's, Envy stood looking shocked, but mostly he was pissed. Not one human has ever did that to him and lived. Hell no human has ever did that to him! So who the hell did this girl think she was? Apparently that damn brat, Fullmetal shorty's cockiness was getting to this girl as well.
Without even seeing what happend, Envy grabbed Winry by her hair and pulled her face to look at him up frount. Thats when Winry got a good look at his eyes. She never knew the color of his eyes. Violet. Before she was always afraid of looking at him directly, so she never really had a chance to notice.
Envy tightned his grip on the girls hair making her wimper. He was seething. That was noticable. But one thing for sure. He gave her credit for head butting him like that. Stepping up to him, Envy, one of the most deadlest of sins.
At that moment Envy wasn't sure what made him stop hurting Winry at that time. He just though it was because she stood up to him. But none the less he let the blond drop to the floor. So she lay there covered in bruises, trying to fight back her sobs. Her blond hair spread across the ground like a yellow cascade. Her fists clinched and her eyes fought back tears threatening to fall.
She wasn't about to let him see her cry anymore.
Envy stood over the girl laying on the ground, who was trying to hold herself together. Her body shook and her fists clinched and unclinched. Her golden hair covered her face but he could tell it must've looked grim. Her pale body was covered with discoloration, because of him. She lay on the ground crying, because of him. Her long hair was knotted, because of him. Her wrist swollen and bruised, because of him, and the only thing Envy could think of. was how beautiful she looked when she was withering in pain. Envy liked what he saw and if he wanted more he'd get more. He thought she was goregous looking like that, imagine what she'd look like covered in her own blood? This gave Envy a cold chill, and when Envy got cold chills thats when he really loved what was going to or was happening. So imagining Winry covered in her own blood, crying in pain and screaming for help would make Envy's cold heart melt. How sadist?
Envy grabbed Winry's arm and pulled her to her feet. Strands of her blond hair stuck to the side of her face from her sweatin. Her face was flushed with anger and she glared daggers at the sin. Envy just smirked his trademark smirk.
" Ho ho ho," he mocked, " if glares could kill, I'd surely be dead by now!" Winry did nothing but glare. What more could she do really? This unhuman thing was holding her life in his hands. One wrong move to really piss him off, and her life would be over. She was sure to recieve a brutal beating for head butting him like she did, but to her surprise he did nothing of the sort. Yet.
" Oh, how cute?" Envy spoke, " Your pissed off at me, arn't you?" Winry fought to tell him off but thought better of it. She got off lucky not to be killed from head butting him like she did. She didn't want to push it. The best thing she could do was play his cards and make him think she was weak and worthless then maybe she could try to run off. Or try to stay alive incase Edward came. If he was even close to her. But in her flashbacks, they seem to be good friends. She could only hope, seeing that that was all she had to hold onto...
" You wanna know something?" Envy brought her back to realitly when she felt his hand go up her shirt. She began to protest.
"Wha-what are you d-doing?" Envy got to the hem of her bra.
" G-get off of me!" He pushed her back onto the cold ground, keeping his hand inside her shirt.
" Please stop it!" He then ripped her shirt off of her pale slim body.
" E-Envy, NO!" She was afraid. She was afraid that she might end up being rapped. She was afraid of what he might do. So she began to struggle under his grasp. Which, in earning a hard slap across her face.
Her head turned to the left from the impact of Envy's hand. She lay there, tears now pouring down her flushed cheeks. The side of her face began to swell from Envy's slap.
Her walls shattered as she let Envy strip her of her shorts. Her defences left her body when she heard him laugh darkly. So much for trying to stand strong, huh?
Winry heard something crack and pop and a wave a red light illuminated the room. She looked down to where the light came from and noticed Envy's arm wasn't there anymore, but a knife!
She gasped in horror at the sight.What the-? How did he?
She began to hyperventalate when Envy's hand/knife gleamed in the light along with his smirking face.
" Wh-wha-what are you-you gunna do?" She stuttered, fear evident in her voice. Her body began to shake when she felt Envy's fingers trace the top of her panties.
" Oh god!"
" Sweetheart, God has nothing to do with this." Envy cooed. " Now, theres something I'm going to tell you and I want you to listen to me and listen to me good. I don't wanna repeat myself. If I end up having to, I'll carve it into your skin!"
Winry stopped crying, or at least tried to, and listened to what he was saying.
" You, Winry Rockbell, belong to me and only me. You obey what I say and you do what I tell you to do with no complaints. Understood?" Winry nodded.
" You are my property. I own you. If I want you dead, then I'll kill you. If I want you to kill yourself, then you do so. You are nothing more than a little puppet, a doll in my hands. And you always will be!" Winry tried swallowing but found it hard because of the knot in her throat. " You get what I'm saying, you do everything I say."
Winry nodded once again. Envy smirked. " Good. So to show that you are mine. . ."
Envy brought his hand/knife up to Winry's chest and ran the cold metal across her pale skin. Her breath hitched. " You are mine, W-i-n-r-y."
He started cutting into her skin below the left side of her color bone. Winry screamed and tried to get him off of her but Envy held her down.
"Y'know crying out like that only makes me hard." Winry immediatly bit her lip and tried to stay quite.
After Envy finished, he bent his head down and started lapping up the blood spilling from his inflicked wound, sending chills through Winry's body.
Envy stood up and the room once again filled with a red light and a cracking and popping sound echoed. His arm was back to normal as he smirked at his 'work'.
" Don't move and stay quite." He then turned on his heal, but before walking out the door he told Winry she'd better clean her wounds up. He didn't like a too fucked up girl.
She waited until she heard the door shut and began to cry in silence. Her whole body hurt and her chest burned.
Winry looked down at to examine Envy's wound on her color bone and didn't like what she saw.
He had carved his name onto her own flesh. That made more tears steam down her face.
She wanted so badly to just up and run but she didn' know where to go. She didn't know if she even had a family. But most of all, she was scared that Envy would catch her. She was badly beaten up enough and she didn't want to end up having anymore wounds on her body for awhile. So she just layed there. Her walls broken down. Her body slowly crumbleing down. And slowly, she began to lose herself.
Winry didn't know how long she had been alseep but she woke to feeling something warm and soft underneath her body. It felt nice. She didn't bother moving. She didn't want to bring up anymore pain from her wounds. She wanted to enjoy this feeling for as long as she could. But, to her dismay. . .it didn't last long.
She was being shook by Envy, he was telling her to wake up.
Winry, surely but slowly sat up. Pain ripping through her fraile body. She looked up at Envy who threw a set of clothes at her.
" Get up and get int he shower. Your filthy." Winry blinked. Was he worried for her health? Maybe she didn't hear him right.
He grew frustrated. " Come on!" He grabbed her by her arm and pulled her out of bed. She immediatly fell to the ground. The clothes Envy gave her falling as well.
She heard Envy sigh and then picked her up, throwing her over his shoulder and walking to a door inside his room.
Once inside, Winry noticed it to be the bathroom. The room was rather too big to be a bathroom. Maybe a bedroom, yes, but not a bathroom. The huge room was lit by four candles that hung on each wall. The bathroom was stlyed in a Victorian Gothic style. There were two baths. One to take a shower in, which had a counter next to it and another to take a bath in. One toilett. Three sinks supported by a long mirror. The tiles on the ground were black and the walls were a dark dark red. Winry wouldn've been in joy to see something like this if it were under different circumstances.
Envy sat Winry down on the toilett. He than sat the set of clothes on the counter next to the shower.
He turned to the girl and said, " Take a shower and then clean your wounds. Go back and wait on me if I'm not in my room when your done. Got it?"
Winry then left Winry to herself.
He was being rather. . .nice. And it shocked Winry.
Though she didn't question it by far. She didn't want to set him off or anything so she stayed shut.
Winry pealed off her, god knows how many days old, bra and panties and then looked at her reflection in the mirror.
It was awful. She looked awful. It made her sick.
Her once milky pale skin was deathly pale. Her body was showered with bruises and cuts. Her arms were scuffed up. Her hair was knotten badly. Thats going to be hell. Envy's mark really stuck out. It was red, tender and swollen. She poked at it a bit and winced.
Her figure has always been scrawny but never enough to show ribs. And right now, they were showing pretty badly. She couldn't remember the last time she had ate anything. Thats when she noticed how hungary she really was. Her stomach churned from the lack of food needed to fill her up.
Ignoring the wave to plurge, Winry limped over to the shower and turned on the hot water. The room was soon filled with steam.
Winry didn't take notice to the sin that walked into the bathroom.
" Whoa, what an awful sight!" Winry jumped. " You look horrible!"
Winry then remembered she was naked and here stood Envy infrount of her naked form. She jumped backwards, trying to cover herself but failed because her bodies injurys caused her to stumble backwards.
" Ah hell, don't get so worked up!" Envy tossed a black towl to Winry, which landed on her head. And a medic box, which landed to her side. She struggled to stand but once she did she used the towl to hide her body. Envy only smirked.
" I did all of that? Wow, I'm amazing!" Winry wasn't thinking and said something she soon regreted.
" Your sadistic!" She cupped her hand over her mouth with her eyes full with fear.
Envy looked like he was choking on a laugh.
" Me? No way?" He said sarcastially pointing to himself. " But what did I tell you?" He started walking toward Winry. Each step he took she stayed put and her body started to shake.
He was inches from her face when he grabbed her chin and held her gaze.
" I told you to do as I say, right?'' Winry fearfully nodded. " So why did you speak out like that?"
Winry swallowed hard. Not knowing if she should answer.
Envy leaned down and bit her ear. She gasped. " Answer me!" He hissed.
" I-I. . .I don't know, I'm re-really sorry!" She cried out. He bit harder, not liking her answer. " I-I-I acted improp-per!" He bit harder. " Ah! I-m sor-sorry! Please, E-Envy forgive-fogive me!"
Envy laughed. " Let me think of ways you could gain my forgiveness." With that being said, Envy shoved her into the shower and in an red flash he was naked.
Winry looked at him and blushed. She tried looking away but Envy grabbed her face and held her gaze. " Don't look away." Winry started to freak when he shut the shower curtain and shoved her against the cold wall.
He smirked up at her frightened face, cupped her breast and leaned into her neck.
" Shall we?"
A/N: Hoping you guys liked this chapter. Sorry for all the gore. I love gore. It makes me feel better;) But no worries, things will end up getting better. Maybe. Keep reading to find out! Anyways, please review!
-Tiveni.!