Agh, don't really feel like doing intro right now. Wait, nevermind, I have things to say!
First, I wanna thank you for reading and beg you to review if you haven't already. And review for each chapter, its better that way!
AND if anyone thought the huge dramatic scene thingy with Ed and the italics was a flashback, please don't think that. It was all just a nightmare, a recreation of all the horrors Ed has been through.
Also, I just found out I can type without looking at the keyboard! It's amazing! Sure, I make typos now and then, and I can't seem to write the word "you" most of the time, but it's great!
After reading some other fanfic (Fullmetal Chimera to be exact) I realized that I dun really describe as much as I should. I AM gonna try harder to describe stuff more, won't give ya'll the trouble of imagining everything by yourself.
Enough babbling, I babbled waaay 2 much. Disclaimer!
Disclaimer: Full Metal Alchemist is not owned by Ayumi Elric. Doesn't matter anyway, Ayumi only uses like, 2 characters and the scenes, kinda. But the disclaimer doesn't care, now does it?
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Yukiko flinched, looking around her suddenly.
A scream was echoing through the halls of the house.
She listened to it fade, her heart pounding loudly in her chest. She gasped softly, her breath a cold mist in the air. "Edward?" She whispered, going into the hall. She looked around, unable to tell where the scream had come from. "What's happening?"
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"Edward, my sweet Edward…" Amaya cooed, sliding her hand down his back. "It's going to be okay…please don't cry…"
Impossible. It was impossible for him to stop. A flood of memories had just washed over them, and he was drowning. He wanted the pain to stop, the hard ache in his heart to cease to exist. He had lost something dear to him, yet he couldn't comprehend what it was exactly. The answer was there, but just outside his grasp. His hold on Amaya tightened as he continued to sob.
She held him closer to her, resting his head on her shoulder. "Edward…don't cry, please don't cry…" She whispered.
His breathing came in short gasps as he tried to control himself. He felt almost fevered. The room was swirling around him. Amaya's icy skin felt almost soothing. He sighed as his eyes closed.
Amaya stiffened as she felt his tears drop onto her shoulder. She quickly wiped them away and gently lay him back onto the bed. She watched him for a moment, her lips curled into a crooked smile. She looked behind her. She had wasted enough time. It was now time to visit her other son.
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It was hard to navigate through the dark halls, weaving in and out with each other. Yukiko looked around nervously. This hallway was dark, and had a cold sense to it.
Every few minutes she passed through a door. She stared at them, or through them. Each door was made from the same strange material. It was a solid black, yet she could see whatever was inside. And it seemed that people, chained to walls were inside.
She was starting to feel sick. Most of the people seemed to be women and men, a few small children. None seemed active.
Passing one door, she saw from the corner of her eye, movement.
"H-hello?" Yukiko said quietly, trying to keep her voice steady. She crept closer to the door, seeing if she can open it. There was no doorknob. She saw a faint outline of a boy inside. Could it be…? "A-alphonse, is that you?" She whispered.
Alphonse looked up at her, surprised. "How'd you know my name? And who're you?" He asked.
She sighed in relief. "I'm a friend of your brother, Edward." She said, running her fingers over the rough surface of the door. She winced as a small splinter tore some skin off.
"Brother? Is he okay? Where is he?" He asked quickly.
"I don't know Alphonse…" She said sadly.
He looked down, disappointed. "Okay…"
The door suddenly flew open and Yukiko stumbled inside.
He stared at her. "How did you…"
"I…don't know…" She knelt down in front of Al. "Your hurt…"
"A-Amaya's…been torturing me." He said slowly. "She wants me to give up my 'humanity' and join her…like Brother did. But he only did it to save me, she threatened him." He added quickly.
"It makes sense now…that's probably why he still remembers you…because he still saw you after he changed." She said. "Do you know why he lost his memory?"
"I'm not that sure…there was this goblet she had, filled with this stuff-"
"I saw that! Well, broke it actually…look, this was in it. Edward's hair." She said, pulling it from her pockets. "And before my hair floated in…I think I might have lost my memory…I dunno, I just felt so weird…"
He thought for a second. "There's something else you should know…" He started.
"Maybe I should start tending to your wounds, you're still bleeding."
"Amaya's planning something."
Boots clacked close to the cell, echoing loudly on the walls.
Yukiko gasped softly.
"Hide!" He said quickly.
"Wait-"
"Go!"
"I'm going to save you. You and your brother, okay?"
"Okay, go!"
"Find out as much as you can."
"I will, just go!"
"Be safe…." Yukiko scrambled into a dark corner, transmuting a crystal wall that shielded her, resembling the wall behind her.
He watched her, then glared at Amaya when she came inside.
"Ah, Alphonse." Amaya said, smiling sweetly at him, tilting her head and watching him lovingly. "My dear son."
"I'm not your son." He growled, his silver eyes flashing in anger.
Amaya sighed, shaking her head. "You make your mother unhappy Alphonse. Can't you cooperate like your sweet brother?"
"Shut up!" He yelled, straining on the chains as if to hit her.
She smirked, grabbing a fistful of his hair and pulling his head aside, ignoring his pained screams. "See this bite wound? This binds you to be Alphonse." She said in a rushed, crazy way, clenching her clawed fist on his head. "This is what transformed you; this is what makes you mine."
"Stop it!" He yelled through gritted teeth.
She smiled, her mouth open, her fangs lengthening and glowing red. The light from the glow seemed to drip off like red poison, only to fade away before falling to the floor. "Must I show you who you belong to?" She hissed through her teeth, before sinking her glowing fangs deep into the bite previously made.
He screamed loudly, trying to push her off.
Alphonse, no! Yukiko covered her mouth, trying not to make a sound. She felt enraged. She wanted to hurt Amaya. Desired it.
Seconds later, Amaya swiftly pulled her fangs out, as they shrunk and the glow faded. She licked Al's face, where blood was still dripping. "Goodbye Alphonse." She glided out of the room, her hair sweeping behind her.
Yukiko untransmuted the wall, running to Al's side. "Alphonse, are you okay?!"
He didn't seem to hear her, screaming and thrashing around, his hands on the bite, which seemed to be smoking. Light was pouring from the wound, a dark red light.
"Alphonse…Al! Al, can you hear me?!" She yelled over his screams. Her eyes were filled with fear as she watched him, unsure of what to do. "Al! Al, answer me, please! Al! AL!"
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Ed woke with a start, sitting up and scanning the room.
"I'm glad you're awake…I was getting worried." A silky voice said quietly.
He turned quickly, staring at who spoke. Bright red eyes stared back, glittering rubies in the dim light. He saw her smile, long white fangs completely visible. "Mother…" He whispered, his voice barely audible.
"Yes Edward…" Amaya said. Her smile faltered for a second. Something's wrong… She stared into his eyes. They were different then the dull red they should've been. They were a strong golden color, tinted with a bright red at the sides. "How are you feeling?" She said softly.
He covered his face with his hands. "My head hurts…how long have I been sleeping?"
Amaya smiled gently. "Just a couple of hours…it's almost midnight…" Amaya's eyes narrowed. "We have to do the ritual at midnight exactly." She stood up. "Stay here." She swept out of the room.
Ed watched her go. "Mother…yeah right." He sneered quietly, getting up and sprinting out of the room.
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Yukiko trudged down the hall, not even bothering to be quiet. Her hand was resting on her forearm, running up and down slowly. She felt horrible for abandoning Al, but there was nothing she could do. I'll get Amaya for this…She thought bitterly.
Suddenly, a flash of cold air swept past Yukiko. She gasped involuntarily, covering her face with her arms.
"Yukiko…?"
Yukiko looked up. "Ed!" She said, smiling.
"What are you doing here?!" He hissed.
"Duh, I followed you in here." She retorted, glaring at him. "I wouldn't have been here if you haven't jumped out of that window."
Ed rolled his eyes. "Sure, this is my fault."
Yukiko's eyes softened. "Ed…your eyes are different…" She said, touching his face near his eyes. She winced at the cold, dead touch.
"They are?" Ed asked, looking puzzled.
She looked around. "Ed, I've found Al…he's hurt, but I think he'll be okay if we get out of here." She said quickly.
"He's hurt?!"
"Amaya did something to him. Her fangs went all weird and she bit him."
"Dammit…I'll get her."
"Edward!" Rang Amaya's voice through the halls, sounding like she was seething with anger, but trying to be sweet and motherly.
"Shit." Ed cursed under his breath. He looked at Yukiko, his golden-red eyes focusing on her clear ones. "Yukiko, make sure you stay hidden. I'm not sure if Amaya knows you're here."
"But Ed-"Yukiko started, dreading this. She didn't want to abandon him like she had Al.
Ed smiled, his long white fangs glinting. "I'll be fine, don't worry."
She sighed. "Okay Ed."
"Edward!"
Growling lowly, Ed gently pushed Yukiko into a room, shutting the door before Amaya flew towards him, her red eyes glowing in anger.
"Didn't I tell you to stay put?!" Amaya hissed.
"I'm sorry Mother I'm afraid I misunderstood." Ed said hostilely.
"Come. The ritual has to start soon and there's something I have to explain to you." Amaya said, glaring at him before gliding down the hall.
"Be careful." Ed whispered before following Amaya.
Yukiko opened the door open slightly, gazing through the crack. "Ed, you idiot." She whispered, opening the door more.
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"Edward, do you know what you are now…?" Amaya asked coldly.
"A vampire." He responded dully.
"Do you know how you turned into one?"
"No."
"No…?" Her eyes flashed dangerously.
"No Mother."
"Poison." She whispered, sending shivers down his spine. "A vampire's fangs contain three poisons." She spun on her heel, facing Ed. "The first one causes death…almost instantly." She said, opening her mouth so Ed could see her fangs. He touched the tip of hers, then Ed's.
"It's the first poison…it reacts as soon as the fang pieces flesh. Poison injects itself…its nearly involuntary. Seconds later, the victim would be dead. So why are you still living?"
"…there might be a way to control it…that a more advanced vampire could do."
She smiled cruelly.
"Correct. Once that poison is stopped, a vampire can inject the second poison; the poison of transformation. It spreads through the bloodstream, changing everything it touches…until it reaches the heart. Then the victim will die, but remain living."
Ed winced. It was exactly the same thing that had happened to him.
"The third poison is the most difficult to access. It's a poison of pain, of extreme torture." She hissed. "The poison causes the vampire's fangs to glow and enlarge. It's a most excellent use of…persuasion for vampires. Humans might die from the amount of pain coursing through them."
Ed looked down. Was that what happened to Al? His fist clenched at his side, his claws starting to dig into his palm.
Amaya continued, ignoring Ed. "How do you kill a vampire Edward?" She asked.
"I don't know Mother."
"The heart…" She whispered, her fingers grazing over his chest. "Believe it or not, it's still living inside you…though not in the human form…some people call it 'spirit' or a 'soul' also. But that's a vampire's only vulnerability…anything can pierce through the flesh over their heart and kills them."
Why is she telling me this? Ed wondered, staring up at her through his golden bangs.
"Remove some of this weakness…and we're immortal."
"What?!"
"We can make an outside living heart. Two separate hearts, forcefully mended together. It can be stored away, granting eternal life."
"You're crazy…"
"A pure heart. Light. A twisted heart. Dark. Sephiroth elohim binah tirah sisan."
Ed stared at her, bewildered. Somehow he could understand the hissing words she spoke. He had to get out of here…
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Phew, I'm finally done. Sorry it took a while to update! Writer's block is an author's worse enemy.
The stuff about the vampire's poison and heart, that's completely made up. It sounds real enough. I like how it sounds.
The words Amaya spoke at the end…don't really know what they mean. I found the words somewhere and wanted to use them. If you know what it means, you can tell me on a PM, but please not on a review. Until next time!