Chapter 9: The Plan

Roy stared at the ceiling, thinking. The ceiling seemed to be his comfort lately, since Edward wasn't around to talk to. He hadn't seen Ed in two days, this being his third. There hadn't been a peep from the attic ever since...that happened. Even though it might not seem much, his daily trips to the attic had done a major number on helping his stress level...Now that his parents thought he was insane, his brothers and everyone at school picking on him, and that god-damned teacher breathing down his neck. His grades were going down, thanks to his 'Mis-behaviour in class'. Wasn't that illegal? He couldn't do anything about it, all the other teachers ignored Mr. Bennet, even after he'd called Roy a day-dreaming goth.

He couldn't do that!

He'd get back...don't you worry. After a while, someone would anonymously be keying his car, misplacing his paperwork, and re-arranging all his files.

Roy smirked just thinking about it.

But on a more serious note; What was he going to do about Ed?
Roy was too full of pride to go up and apologize, or even talk about it. Then again, Ed was stubborn and would never come down here.

This put him in a situation...

No. He'd wait, Edward needed him just as much as he needed Ed, he'd come crawling to him eventually.

But what about that voice? It said 'us'. That couldn't be good...

Roy's head was swimming with so many things that had happened, he thought and thought, but no answers came to him.

His train of thought was suddenly cut off from a noise outside, sending him upright and alert instantly. His parents were at work, and his brothers were in their rooms, he could hear them yelling at the video games.

It was too loud for an animal, even for a large dog. Maybe it was Edward...Maybe he was trying to freak him out and get back at him for what he did in the attic...maybe it wasn't...

Roy didn't know whether to run away or to find out what made the noise, and (due to momentarily lack of logic) he ended up walking towards the window.

He pushed up the window-sill to get a better look outside, but everything was quiet, there wasn't even a rustle of the wind. He blinked, confused as to what had made that noise, when there was a light 'tuff' as something hit the carpet on the floor.

Roy spun around, staring at the figure in front of him. A woman in a skimp-ish black dress, revealing her large chest with a tattoo on it.

"Who are you?" Was the first thing he could think to say.

A voice came from behind him, the same voice that had talked to him in the attic, the one that talked to Edward;

"I brought some friends to join the party. Stay quiet and we'll get this over with." It said, and then he felt a cold hand wrap itself around his mouth, his eyes wide in shock and fear. The last thing he remembered was trying to scream for Edward, (he thought he might have gotten one call out) before getting knocked out from behind.

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Roy slowly woke, he was cold, and uncomfortable. It was dark, wherever he was, and his eyes adjusted slowly to his surroundings.

The walls were stone, the floor was dirt and concrete, there was a single light in the room, only illuminating a small spot in the midddle.

He tried to move, but soon found his arms were tied up; he was strapped to a chair. A thick belt held him across the chest, and a smaller rope held his hands behind his back, cutting into his wrists.

He vaguely remembered what happened, and then the voice came back to him, sending chills up his spine. He had to get out of here, he had to find Edward...

Just as he started to struggle out of his ropes, there was a noise from the corner of the room. He immediately turned, trying to see who it was, looking for some clue. He thought the thudding footfall was firmiliar, but it wasn't until they stepped into the light that he realized who it was.

"Edward...?" He said breathlessly. Could that really be him? Then again, who else could it be?

"Roy..." Ed replied, quietly walking over to where Roy was sitting.

"Im so sorry..." He said, "I don't know what I was thinking, I...I just..."

Ed leaned over and kissed him slightly forcefully, shoving his toungue into Roy's mouth. He straddled Roy's hips, putting his hands on his shoulders.Roy pulled away first, gasping for breath. He blinked and stared at Edward for a minute, and then leaned back and kicked him, hard.

"You're not Ed." He said, glaring at the impersonator. "Ed always has his pocketwatch, he'd never go anywhere without it. He told me himself once."

'Edward' sneered, and suddenly there was a bright white light flowing horizontally down. Golden hair grew longer, changed color to a deep green, a headband appeared, arms grew longer, thinner, paler. Giant golden orbs became smaller, narrower, and changed to purple. His shirt changed, disappeared into a skin-tight black top, leather pants doubled up, and changed into a skort. His legs grew longer, a tattoo appearing on his left one. All in a fraction of a moment, where reality and science laws went on vacation, and the laws of nature went -KURCHTSFTIPF!-.(A/U That's pronounced, Kurr-shht-ff-tep-fph, I took the time to figure it out in my head.)

Roy blinked in awe.

"Who...Who the hell are you?" He gasped.

"Name's Envy. And I think you should be showing a little more respect for your captor at the moment." He said (Roy thought it was a he...), winking.

"Envy?" Roy repeated the odd name.

He shook his head, remembering what was going on.

"What do you want from me?" He said rudely.

Envy came uncomfortably close, and Roy nearly choked at the thought that he'd kissed him (I swear, is it a dude?) just a minute ago.

"If you're such a genius, why don't you figure out the plan?" He said, putting a hand on his chest and dragging it across his shoulder, around his neck, and leaning down so their faces were close.

Ok, so apparently this...guy...has been manipulating Ed, so the only reason he would take me is because...Ed's too strong for him to get, so im bait for Edward, and once he gets here...

Roy's brain snapped out all at once.

"You're horrible..." He mumbled, not meaning to say it out loud.

"Aw, isn't that a shame." Envy said, sitting on Roy's lap. "Because you didn't seem to be complaining a few minutes ago..." His hand brushed across a certain lower area that made Roy start kicking at him again, but he couldn't do anything. Unless of course he learned how to make his legs bend backwards in the next few minutes, he was in trouble.

"Get off!" He growled, still kicking.

"Quite a rowdy one, you are..." Envy said, his voice full of mocking, and his face got so close to Roy's, he could hardly focus his eyes. He turned away, but Envy took the side of his face and made him turn back.

"Envy, stop playing around." Came a female voice from the corner of the room. Roy saw from the corner of his eye that it was the same woman who was in his room when they captured him.

"I think you're in for a surprise," Roy said, somewhat triumphant. "Because I'll be damned if Edward comes looking for me anytime in the next year or so, after what I did. A hostage isn't much good unless the one you're really trying to catch cares about them."

The smirk was wiped right off of Envy's face.

"What are you talking about? The pipsqueak just luuurves you. Of course he'll come running. You're trying to fool me, but it won't work!" He growled, getting off of him. But there was still that doubt in his voice.

No way. Ed won't show up, I know he won't. He never liked me in the first place.

"You keep your mouth closed!" Envy said, hitting him across the face.

Everything fuzzed for a moment.

Don't come Edward... Roy thought I don't care if I don't ever see you again, I don't care if they kill me. I couldn't live with myself if you showed up and got hurt, I'd die inside. There's nothing I care about more than you're safety, not even my own life. But don't think that i've given up just yet, I have to get out of here and beat these guys. Because if I don't, they'll come after you and I won't be there to protect you...I have to protect you. It's my job. And I don't care what happens, whether I make it back or not, You'll be safe...

Just then, the door burst open, knocked right off of it's hinges.

Oh no...Edward! I knew you were stubborn, but come on!

This was not good...

Murphey I hate you!

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The end was a reference to Murpheys laws, if you don't know, look it up.