Hypnotized To Murder
Disclaimer: I Don't Own FMA In Any Way.
Rating: PG—PG-13 Due To Bad Language and Blood.
A/N: Thanks for the reviews and alerts:) Here's chapter 2!
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Edward, now in the more hidden part of Resembol, the hills and more forested area behind the Rockbell home, had his hands stuffed in his pockets and a very contemplative, stern expression on his features.
At this point, he didn't really care that Winry apologized; it was very noble of her but…what she had told him continued ringing, in his cranium, like a bad song that he couldn't get out of his head.
At least he can get a girlfriend! The memory would not leave; it continued to slightly taunt him. And, his mind being the betraying type it was, kept telling him, 'you know she's right'.
He stopped walking for a moment and closed his eyes, his eyebrows shaking. His shoulder's shook angrily and he growled quietly. He pulled back his right leg and kicked a nearby rock at least one hundred meters away from his current position.
Had it not been for his tough combat boots, it probably would've hurt.
"Stupid Winry…" he muttered.
I don't have a girlfriend because my life's been too complicated he told himself.
The only girl I'd want as my girlfriend is her…
The moment he mentally admitted that, his eyes widened and he blushed deeply.
I...want Winry as my girlfriend? He asked himself anxiously. He shook his head and, sternly, stiffened his body.
NO! He replied finally, almost slapping himself to force himself into believing that reply. He locked his hip, crossed his arms and began listing all her bad features; such as her anger leading to wrench hitting and/or throwing to someone's head, especially his!
Speaking of anger, she was very easily angered! More than ever when it came to her precious Automail; if she saw just one scratch on his Automail and she'd go berserk, and that's when the infamous wrench throwing usually came into play.
Ed was surprised she hadn't caused a concussion yet. He had no idea how many times she had hit him over the head, but, he was pretty sure he didn't want to know, considering he was positive it was mass amount of times.
Somewhere between 'she's a mechanical freak' and 'plus her anger issues' he began to switch to her 'pros' list which began with 'she always friendly and welcoming'.
Especially with Al and me…he added.
Generally, he wouldn't lie about Winry's kindness; she was always doing nice things for Ed; she was constantly working on making better Automail for him and even discounted her work for him. Plus, her door was never closed when he came for repairs; warm beds were forever upstairs in the Elric's bedrooms and delicious food was always served at the table.
Ed's eyes softened sadly and looked back in the direction of the Rockbell home.
A picture came to his mind; the picture of Winry, sitting on the living room sofa and crying lightly at the fact that he had rejected her apology.
He took one step back towards the direction of his friend's house before hearing a scream from behind, sounding like a female's voice and she sounded as if she was in trouble. He perked his head towards the direction of the scream and then back to the Rockbell home.
He sighed and, unwillingly, ran towards the sound of the screaming woman.
I'm sorry Winry…you'll just have to wait for me…again he thought sadly and forced himself to continue running.
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There she was, hiding in the shadows of Resembol's forested hills. She had come here after Envy and Lust were killed by Al and Ed and then they got their bodies back. But, they had failed do give in to her request, nay, demand! She had yet to have receive her Philosopher's Stone!
And, there was no way in hell Dante was going to let Edward Elric get away with it!
She wouldn't let him get his happy ending and leave her to rot until her body gave in. She had recently found out that Ed and Al resided in Resembol after getting their bodies restored, so, she figured she would look for them there. She had also picked up some information on who he was staying with; his apparent Automail mechanic and possible friend.
Dante had been hiding out in the forested area, plotting and scheming Ed's demise and the return of her full body.
As she was out here today, she had seen the elder Elric, walking through the dark environment. From what she could see, he looked upset; possibly due to a fight he may have had with his younger sibling or mechanic.
To grab his attention, she screamed out, in a devastated manner, knowing full well that Ed could not refuse a call for help. Soon, she heard his steps, running frantically in her direction.
She took a deep breath and screamed out again, as if devastated like before.
"Hello!?" Edward's worried voice called out. "Where are you!? I want to help!" he said as he began to slow down his pace.
Dante stayed silent, hiding herself further in the provided shadows of the trees surrounding her.
Edward continued walking, careful, quietly and cautiously. Stepping right past Dante, without even noticing her, he stopped a few feet ahead of her and knelt down, looking for clues such as a sign of a struggle or footprints; the soil in Resembol was strong but just soft enough to take somebody's footprints and temporary preserve them until weathering such as wind or rain took it out.
He gently brushed his flesh fingers over the dirt, recognizing the general layout and hoping to find an indent such as a footprint. Luckily, he found a print. He looked at it more closely and realized the culprit of the footsteps may have been pacing or just plain walking back and forth for whatever reason.
He stood up once more, a curious expression across his face; why would he hear a screaming woman and then find prints of someone pacing?
Unless…could he have been tricked into being brought here…?
Letting the thought sink in, he nervously took a step back, breaking a small twig in the process, making him even more uneasy than what he was becoming. With the breaking of the twig, the Alchemist turned around fiercely, only to be met with a branch straight to his head.
The pain submerged deeper into his body; he tried to stay standing but, either way, he fell to his knees and then collapsed totally. He looked up to try and get a final glimpse of the offender but was only met with a slightly evil laugh and a pair of shining purple eyes in the forest darkness.
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A/N: YAY! As you can see, the suspense is coming into play ;) I think this more or less counts as a cliffhanger :P I'm not sure, but, still, YAY:) Anyway, not much I can really say right now :P But let me know what you guys think! So, please, R&R, constructive criticism, no flames :) thanks!