This is actually a recounting. 2 of the reviwers had mentioned that 'HEY WHY THE HECK ARE THEY CHASING HIM!!!???' and 'If they hate him, why would they care about him?!'
ok, I'll try to recount everything.
Edward Elric opened his eyes. His head hurt. What happened? He stared at a bloody body lying in front of him. It was clad in military uniform. A male. He remembered running down the alley. That officer was behind him. Then he heard something. He stretched his metal arm out. There was a bang, and he fell to the ground. He was alright, no blood, no open wounds. Then he looked at his own hands. They're tainted with blood... and he was holding... a gun?
I killed him. I killed that officer... didn't I? Edward stepped back. Where's the other officer? He heard a screaming down the road. It was the second officer. He was screaming bloody murder. And that wasn't a pun. Edward backed away and ran down the alley as Winry screamed, reaching the alley. It wasn't supposed to be like this! Someone... help me... I don't want to face them anymore...
"Ed...!"
Edward Elric turned a corner, and his brother's voiced echoed to nothing.
"No! I am not going back! Listen to me! I... I didn't kill him!" Edward yelled. "Its a mistake! Someone must have put the gun in my hand!" Edward yelled at the ring of officers surrounding him. Roy Mustang was one of them. His teacher, brother and Winry were waiting, and watching in the car. Riza Hawkeye pointed her gun at him, and so did the second officer. "Ask him! He knew what happened!" Ed pointed at the second officer... a warrant officer (no, not Falman) . The Warrant Officer's hand shook as he clinged onto his gun. "You! You killed my uncle!" The officer yelled at Ed. "I won't forgie you! I saw it with my own eyes..."
Roy glared at Ed with some authority. "Fullmetal... come back with us. We promise nothing will happen to you." Roy said coldly. Something was definitely going to happen to Ed. Edward knew that. Ed shook his head. "No... no!" Edward ran, clapping his hands together. He formed a blade out of his automail and pushed through the ring of officers. Roy snapped his fingers after Ed and then nothing happened. All the officers stared at him. Roy snapped a few more times. Nothing happened. "Sir...you put on the wrong gloves." Riza said, sighing. Roy stared at the gloves. It was plain and white, and definitely made of cotton. "What... the... WHATEVER! Fire at his feet! Don't hit him! Subdue him!" Roy yelled.
Everyone aimed, and fired at Edward's feet. Edward leapt around, avoiding the bursts of the soil beneath him. I didn't kill him... I didn't... why didn't sensei, Winry and Al speak up for me? They were so silent... Silent... The trees... I must get into the forest... Something hit Edward's side as he dove into the forest, and rolled down the slope. Then he came to a sudden stop as his body rammed into a tree trunk, and he lay there, his stomach bleeding. He has been hit by a bullet. And it had been aimed on purpose, according to his calculations. It was aimed at his left leg, but Ed went too low at that time, because he wanted to dive, so it hit his stomach instead. It hurt. Edward pulled out the bullet with much pain. Then he pocketed the golden silver bullet in his pocket.
He got up and limped away, hopefully finding some place to stay for the night. Edward tore off his red coat, and tied it around his stoach to staunch the wound, then he continued walking in the forest.
R&R. ) To be continued... next.