Hey, hope you all like this chapter. Its in Edward's POV. Just a little experiment...to see if I can pull it off, ya know? Anyway...hope you enjoy!
Chapter 4
Edward
A bright light blinded me! I'm not sure how long it was before I could open my eyes again but when I did…the crazy girl was gone!
"What happened?!?!?!?!"
The girl…sorceress or whatever…just disappeared!! That wasn't possible!! Was it?
Then a movement caught my attention. It was the girl…she was outside the car and…and waving at me! She was smiling and waving!! So insulting!!
…then she disappeared.
Then I said something I'm not supposed to say. Can you blame me? I just got a really big shock.
"Nii-san." Al said, "Do you think she's real?"
I shook my head, hating myself for what I was going to say, "I don't know, I just don't know."
When Mustang found out, he stormed right into our hospital room. He was mad but at least he was trying not to show it.
"She's gone?" he asked when he got in.
"Yep. She disappeared, just like that." I snapped my fingers…my real fingers to illustrate.
Yup, I just said real fingers. I have an automail arm or rather had an automail arm. That Scar-dude just blasted it into so many bits and pieces. So now I only had one arm. Al was in worse shape. He couldn't even move…not with half his body gone. It was the Scar-dude again; he disintegrated my brother, at least partially.
So now we were in a hospital, my mangled arm on a sling and Al was in a corner, he was quiet but that was normal for him…but then maybe it was that weird girl…or maybe its because his body was an empty suit of armor and now it was open for everyone to see.
"How will you get your arm fixed?"
Stupid! Mustang's talking to you. He'll say that you're dumber than he thought!
"I called my mechanic." I said, "She's coming here and as soon as I'm fixed, I can take care of Al."
"Alright then."
Mustang left but the door hadn't even fully closed when someone charged in…again.
"Edward Elric!!!"
"Oh no, not you!" I groaned audibly.
It was…Major Armstrong.
Do do dum!
"I, with my great sparkling muscles, have been charged with protecting you…since you are in no shape to do it and Scar, the alchemist-killer is still at large."
"I don't need anyone's protection!" I yelled.
"Yes you do." Armstrong said, "Do not worry…for I, with my beautiful, heaven-made muscular tissue, will keep you safe!"
As he spoke of his muscles, his shirt almost magically disappeared and he began flexing his so-huge-that-it-cannot-be-real muscles.
I groaned. This would be a really, really long and annoying day…and I still had to face Winry.
You're probably asking who Winry is, if not then you must be a demented stalker whose been following me since I was born! But I'm betting you're not…so I guess I'll just tell you who she is.
Winry Rockbell is my childhood friend. She's also my automail mechanic. She's really good at it but I'll never say that to her face. She also has a high, screaming voice. How do I know? Let's just say she yells at me a lot. Especially when I break my automail arm or leg.
Yeah, you heard me. You probably know me as the 'Full Metal Alchemist'. I got that name because of my arm and leg. No biggie.
So anyway I sent Major Armstrong to pick up Winry. Good thing he agreed to leave…I was just about to go crazy!
Al's just sitting there…not that he can go anywhere but he is really to quiet. He's been like this since that incident in the abandoned lab…oh well…He'll talk when he's ready…speaking of being ready…I still haven't told Al about that thing I'm afraid of…
"Nii-san?"
My head snapped up.
"Yeah?"
"You were going to tell me something right? The thing you're afraid to tell me." Al said quietly.
WHA?? Speak of the devil! I was just thinking that!! Say something! Say something quick, Al's waiting for an answer!
"Yeah…about that—"
Suddenly the door slamming open cut me off.
"EDWARD!!!"
Saved!
Winry Rockbell, with her blonde hair tied back and a look of fierce concern on her face, speed to the foot of Edward's bed.
"WHAT HAVE YOU DONE TO YOUR ARM?!?!?!?"
"Umm…I got into a fight. I'm sorry! I didn't take care of it, like you told me to!" I said quickly, "Sorry."
"…yeah!" Winry said, "So I get to fix it and…you get to pay me! Again."
"Yeah." I smirked, "Again."
So I put myself into her not-so tender and not-so loving arms. Really, sometimes I think she makes it hurt just to annoy me.
I think it wasn't even an hour that Winry was fixing my arm that we heard some commotion outside our room.
"Let go of me!"
Funny…that voice sounds familiar…
The door opened and Colonel Mustang, with a triumphant gleam in his eyes, strode in, dragging a girl with golden brown hair. The clothes she wore were familiar too, loose pants with a long tunic on top and a brown cloak and hood. She also wore white work gloves and soft-looking leather shoes.
I've seen that girl…I know I have!
"Elric!" Mustang said, "Look who we caught trying to catch a train."
"You are the vilest, most despicable human being I've ever met!"
Jeez, even the voice was familiar.
Mustang shoved her forward and she fell on her knees. Slowly she stood and flipped her hair back, revealing her face, her blue eyes…
"YOU!!!"
It fell from my lips like a curse.
Silvertongue, for of course it was she, shot me a look before turning to Mustang.
"You are going to pay for this." She said in a matter-of-fact voice.
"She is going to stay with you, here, for now." Mustang said, ignoring her, "I'll come by to pick her up for questioning tomorrow."
"What? Why?" I asked, enraged.
Why did that annoying girl have to stay with us?
"No space in the prison." Was the answer.
"Meaning, you have no right to hold me!" Silvertongue said, "He knows it, I know it. He's just trying to keep me here."
She stepped up to him, her eyes blazing with blue fire.
"I belong to the Old World…" she proclaimed, "And they will not be lenient when they hear of your behavior!"
Mustang looked startled, "You lie." He hissed.
Silvertongue pulled out a silver chain from under her tunic. On it hung a silver pendant.
Holding it up so Mustang could see it, she said, "I do not lie."
