The sunset was at its peak, and I went to see if Ed was alright after the little incident. We stood on the hill behind Izumi's home, overlooking the town. "Sorry you had to see that," I said. "To be honest, I don't know when, or if it'll happen again."
"Don't worry about it. Because I was warned about it, I'll be a little prepared for it." So many thoughts were running through my head. Trust was my pet peeve. I never thought of it as useful, but it suits Edward. I entrusted him with my Unit, so I should trust him at all.
It fell quiet, and Ed's expression faltered, and his head hung down. I tried to get his attention, but it was no use.
Finally he stood in front of me, but I wasn't looking at Ed. Instead of him having his Golden eyes, he had piercing yellow eyes. His heart and mind were being controlled by the Organization!
He clapped his hands together and touched his automail arm, transmuting it into a blade. Then he charged. I dodged each strike successfully. I looked at the exposed dark sky and saw no moon. I tried to unsheathe the claws on my left hand, but nothing came out. I was mortal, which means Ed could kill me.
I tried to flip around to dodge him, but he slashed the right side of my neck pretty bad. I gripped it to stop the bleeding, but dodging was a little harder.
By the time he had me pinned against the back wall of the house, my neck, left arm, and sides were bleeding like waterfalls. I couldn't hurt Ed. If I knew the Organization, I knew that in order for him to come too, he had to complete his task.
I looked him straight in the eye, my hands on his shoulders. He had no expression on his face. I closed my eyes, hoping for the worst, and he ran me through.
I fell to the ground, landing on my right side, hard. As my eyes were closing, all I could whisper was, "Sorry . . ."