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Armstrong was having one helluva time trying to find the automail arm, that Ed requested. It was almost as if it had disappeared into thin air. Maybe Breda hadn't gotten it. He let out a sigh, I'll go ask if anyone grabbed it, I'm so sure it was here. He turned and started up the stairs, that led to the large mahogany doors. As he started to climb, suddenly, a shadow sweeped past his peripheral vision. He whipped his head around. Seeing nothing there. Was his mind playing tricks on him? Had all the sleepless nights of looking for, the now recovered, Edward taken a tole on his mind? He really needed to catch up on some sleep. He started up the stairs again, only to see the same shadow. Something was really up. He turned so he was completely facing the long drive that lead up to Mustang's rather large house. He took out his brass knuckles, slipping them on, as his eyes scanned for any movement. Someone was here, and as far as he was concerned they were a threat.
Hearing a shuffle behind him, he whipped his body around, fist ready to strike. Only to stop a hairs width away from the second lieutenants face.
" uuuhhh, Armstrong wh-whatcha do-in?" Havoc said, more than a little startled to see a mammoth sized fist, that had come so close, to bashing his face in.
"There's someone here." Armstrong spoke quietly.
Havoc's face turned serious. Reaching into his jacket, he quickly pulled out his glock and stepped up beside the alchemist.
"Have you gotten a good look at him?"
"No, he's incredibly fast. He also looks to be a little taller than Ed, but not by much."
"Don't let Ed here you say that. He may be out of it, but his height is not something to joke about." Havoc remarked with a shit eating grin.
"There!" Armstrong called out as a speeding shadow ducked behind the car. Both men turned their weapons and their concentration towads the vehicle.
"Show yourself!" Called Havoc, " and we won't do ya any harm."
Roy looked at the Lieutenant, she gave a nod and made her way over to the door, gun out. Roy, Ed, and the others crept slowly after her.
"Roy?" Ed asked, still clutching the back of the mans jacket. " What's happened to Alex?" He asked quietly. The man had helped him alot in the past, and he had learned to trust the man in question, almost entirely, over the recent events.
"I'm sure he's just fine Ed. We're just being cautious, wouldn't want to lose something we just gained back." Roy said with his trademark smirk.
Ed blushed, even through all the terrible shit he had been through . . . I still have feelings for Roy . . . He knew that is was wrong. A sin. But ever since Roy had rescued him, from his self-wrecking guilt. He had felt a spark for the man, deep within his chest. After he hadn't been able to save Nina. Roy had been there to help Ed pick up the pieces. When he had tried to end his sorrow, tried to end himself. Roy had come just in time to stop the transmuted blade from slicing into the soft flesh of his neck. He had such trust, faith, and support from Roy, he hadn't realized how close, how much he had needed Roy in his life . . . until. Until Envy had stolen the only firm truth, the only hope he had, after getting his brothers body back, he had stolen his trust in Roy. Ed had allowed himself to cry after Envy had left the room that night. . .
*Flashback*
Roy? He thought. His mind was blurry and he couldn't think, couldn't see straight. Was that really ROY standing in the doorway? Or was this just another sick game, Envy had decided to destroy him with again? The doppleganger walked over and straddled me. This wasn't Roy. Roy wouldn't do this. Roy didn't know. Roy doesn't know. And he never will if i have anything to say about it.
THE creature started to strip me of what i had left. "no..." I mumbled out. My voice was hoarse from the screaming, and from dehydration. I had screamed so much, I was faintly surprised that I had managed to squeak that out.
"NO. . . " I said louder this time, with more force. I started to squirm underneath him, struggling to keep his wicked eyes from seeing me. Trying to wipe that damn smirk of his face. I couldn't take it, I couldn't take it! The struggling was only opening up my cuts, and doing little to deter the un-godly like strenght of the imposter.
"Shhh," he whispered out, " shhhh, it'll be alright. There's no need to be frightened, you trust me not to hurt you right?"
This man. NO this horrbile sinning, damnation. He was forcing me to hate evryone i knew. Everyone i trusted.
"Why,why, why, why, why, wh-"
"Because you had everything that was supposed to be mine. Everything i was supposed to have. That bastard left me with that woman. To meet your whore of a mother, and have a 'happy' life. You ruined my life, the life i was supposed to have. NOW I'M GOING TO RUIN EVERYTHING IN YOUR'S!" He shouted as he brutally thrust into me. I screamed, he was tearing me in half! I could feel the blood runngin down my legs. He kept a harsh and unsteady pace. He kept on going, and going, and going. Never stopping. Never cumming, like i was now praying he would. Praying to a god that, would frown on my sins, and Damn me to the depths of hell. Praying to a god that i never even believed in.
The moment Envy came i was filled, with an embarassing relief, i unknowingly let out a sigh.
"Seems my little fuck toy is starting to enjoy my visits, huh?" Envy whispered into my ear. I was mortified, i hadn't enjoyed it. Envy ground against our still connected hips, spreading my blood and his essence everywhere.
"Would you like to have another go? I'd be happy to oblige. You know how much i like to torture you." He gave me a sadistic grin, morphing back into his original form.
"NO, no, no, no," I mumbled over and over quietly. I didn't want him to do it again, ever, again. I was starting to lose conciousness when he started to move against me again gently this time, he morphed again, but my gaze faded, as i saw short blond hair and blue eyes look down at me. . .
"Brother . .?" He whispered as i passed out, from blood loss, and pure utter self-loathing.
*End Flashback*
I whimpered, and let go of the coat in front of me, turning my gaze to the floor. I took a step back. ROy turned and looked at me with a confused gaze. No doubt wondering why i was making my way over to the opening door, he started towards me. So i ran. I ran through the door and out into the fading light of the evening sky. Riza pulled Roy back in with a harsh tug. Why lose two people. Riza was smart, she knew that i was a lost cause. She new i would never have the fire, or life come back into my dull golden eyes. I had always hated my eyes, the bastards were exactly the same.
Alex and Havoc shot shocked and worried glances at me, and then they both turned toward the figure, who was now in front of the car.
Oh. My. God. I stumbled back, almost as if struck. I hit the wall behind me, and slid to the floor, unable to take my eyes off the sin in front of me.
"There you are, you little choad! I've been looking all over. Torn through about half of HQ and St. Mary's looking for you. Killed a lot of people, you should feel ashamed running away like that. And you!" He shouted towards Mustang and the others. "You should learn to not take something, that doesn't belong to you!" He let out a roar. "I'LL BE TAKING WHATS MINE!"
Next chapter. . .
where am i?
why am i so cold?
what's that light?
. . . . . .
all to be revealed soon!
~2ndDegreeLove