Nikkome: Hey guys! IMMENSELY SORRY FOR MONTH LONG UPDATE! w
A lot of things were going on so I wasn't able to work on the chapter for, I don't know, FOREVER! Gomenasai's to all of y'all!
Onwards to the chapter! w
Seiren scrubbed as hard as she could at the porcelain floor, clutching the bloody wash cloth in her hand as tightly as possible. Her hand had gone numb from her clenched fist, closing off blood to flow through her hand. She had been working for twenty minutes on end, a blank look showing in her eyes. The entire room was positively spotless, sparkling even.
All but one bloody spot on the door.
The door where Edward's blood stood still smeared.
"Seiren?" Pinako called, opening the door.
"Ah, Miss Pinako," Seiren acknowledged, not turning from her cleaning. "I was just…tidying things up a bit. I made a mess."
"Never mind, that. I'll clean the rest up," the older woman said, eyeing the smeared blood on the door. "For now, we have to run some blood tests. Winry told me what happened earlier."
Her fist tightened. "I hope she wasn't too shaken up about everything. Please make sure to tell her that I'm sorry. Alphonse along with Edward, too."
Pinako nodded. "Come girl; let's check you up for the surgery."
XoXo… Later …XoXo
"Well, it doesn't look like your incapable of going through the surgery."
Seiren nodded, still oddly silent while Winry hooked her up to all the equipment vital to the medical procedure. Pinako had gone on down to get blood packets and more IV fluids, so as the pain would be easier on the poor girl. Winry and Seiren were put into an awkward silence, one that was caused indirectly by Seiren. She refused to speak and only watched intently on to what the blonde was doing, only nodding or shaking her head as responses. It was as if she were mute, yet a million questions and apologies were running through her head like disoriented mice.
"You're not uncomfortable, are you?" Winry asked. As a response, Seiren shook her head. "Good. You'll be like that for quite a while, so it's best if you're as comfortable as you can be." Winry stood up, pushing back her bangs from her face. "Well, all that's left it for the restraints and for Granny to come back..…I'll leave you here to get situated."
Before she could go, Seiren grasped the back of her shirt. "Wait."
Cautiously, Winry looked over her shoulder. The raven haired girl's hazel eyes stared right into her deep blue ones. It was surprising, really. She never would look anyone in the eye before, even Alphonse in whom she talks with frequently. "Yes?"
Her grip tightened on the back of her shirt. "I'm sorry…" she only whispered. "I was being stupid, and I made you, Edward, and Alphonse worry. I'm such an idiot." She looked away again.
Winry's eyes softened as she turned around and sat on Seiren's bed. "It's alright. If you were upset about the surgery, I understand your anxiety—"
"That's not it!" she exclaimed suddenly. "That's not it at all! Suicide is the last thing I will ever do!"
"But you said…"
"I know what I said, but that was because…" She sighed. "Please, you have to believe me. That was a load of bullshit I told you before; trust me, I'm not stupid as to 'accidentally kill myself'," she said, an ironic half smile on her face.
"So, why did you do that?" Winry asked, making the half smile disappear.
"Well, it was something in the past. Nothing to dwell on in the present," Seiren said resolutely, clutching her blanket tightly. "But please, please, if you ever see me coughing up blood, I want you to do everything in your power to stop the blood from coming out."
Winry's eyes widened. "But that means choking you!"
"I know what it means; why do you think I was choking myself when you came in?" she asked sarcastically. "You just have to do that, okay?"
"I couldn't—"
"You have to, okay?" she asked, looking at her again.
The blond dropped her face in her hands out of anxiety. "Can you at least tell me why?" she groaned.
Seiren shook her head. "I'm sorry, but I can't. But can you do that for me, please?" she asked urgently.
Winry groaned loudly, annoyance lacing her tone heavily. She glared into Seiren's hazel eyes with a defined pout set on her face. She hasn't known the girl for too long, but if she could help in any way possible, she would. "You owe me big time if you start coughing up blood again!"
She grinned and bowed her head. "I am but at your service, milady," she said, a heavy Old Amestrian accent taking place.
Winry couldn't help but laugh, looking at the goofy grin that resided on the usual stone faced girl. One look at her, and what could you do? Laughter was contagious. Despite everything that was going on at the moment, Seiren started to laugh too. If you looked at them now, minus the medical IV and blood packets along with the gurney, you would think that they were two normal schoolgirls just enjoying a day.
Winry swiped at a funny tear and smiled. "Anyway, back to work. Is there any past medical problems that you have?" she asked, the laugh still in her voice.
"Umm…." Seiren, hummed in thought, a finger on her lips. "Besides my black-ish blood and coughing up blood thing, nothing really. Do mental problems count?" she asked sarcastically, smiling.
Winry was shocked to see her smile. And she means really smile. Was it odd that she never smiled before? It looked strange on her face, but she was glad that it was there nonetheless. She just smiled back at her, shaking her head. "No, no. Just physical," she said happily.
"Then, nothing really." the girl screwed her face up in thought. "Wait. I've got night terrors happening every so often. That count?"
Winry was surprised to hear that, though not as surprised seeing as she had experienced one of them come from her. The blonde hated how she couldn't do much to help her, considering night terrors are something that are incurable. Unless the patient overcomes it themselves, though that rarely happens. Fortunately, there was something that could prevent it for a short amount of time. Reluctantly, she nodded her head. "Y-yeah; it does. It means we have to put another drug on you so one of your night terrors won't appear when your under anesthesia."
"Will it hurt?" Seiren asked.
"No, it's just another shot, but then again another drug means you'll be asleep longer. About a day," Winry replied, pulling the creaking metal table towards her. She picked up a vial and needle, examining them and then clinking it back in place and picking up another needle. "Just in case we may have to put more restraints on you to keep you in place."
Seiren sighed deeply, dropping her head back on the pillow beneath her head. "How lovely…." she grumbled. Winry grabbed a needle with clear liquid in it and crept closer to her. She squeezed her eyes shut as the blonde injected her with the anesthesia, not wanting to see the needle enter her skin. As soon as the pinch dissipated she opened her eyes again, looking into deep sky blue eyes.
"Granny's back, so we're starting soon. Are you ready?"
Seiren growled and pointed to the restraints. "Just put on the extra restraints before I decide to run away," she answered, tugging on the belts confining her torso to the bed.
Winry smiled wryly and complied, strapping more belts to her legs, snapping the buckles closed and confining her right arm down under, her left arm stretched outwards. "Just keep steady and listen to my voice," she recited, snapping the restraints tightly closed. "Think of a nice serene meadow, the weather warm and a nice cool breeze blowing softly. Can you picture yourself there?"
Seiren looked up at the ceiling, knowing that she was setting up a peaceful dream in place of her night terrors. She didn't think it would work, but it was something to keep her mind off the present. She nodded slowly. "Yeah."
"Good, now stay with me," she heard Winry say. "There you are, just relaxing and enjoying your time. Is there someone you want with you? Someone that you enjoy being around?"
Seiren felt her head spin and her consciousness start to slip away from her. She tried moving but the restraints on her body restricted her of any movement beside small shifting. Faintly she felt something tap her leg.
"Hey, are you thinking of someone?"
The voice vaguely brought sense to her that it was Winry speaking. The drugs were beginning to kick in and it was working quickly. She knew that she had to stay awake until Winry told her otherwise, so she forced her eyes at least half open. Drowsily, she nodded her head.
"Good. Can you tell me their name?"
Seiren nodded slowly. The drug was working her way into her system, her mind beginning to drift into some dream state. "I see Finnian...He's holding my hand and...smiling," Seiren replied back softly. She barely heard a door close and a familiar scent wafted to her nose.
"Can you tell me more?" came Winry's voice.
Nodding, Seiren started to close her eyes. "He's smiling at me...telling me something that Sire Alexander and Lady Lenora did..." She heard something clank against something, shaking the table next to her. She continued. "Finnian is leading me somewhere..." she smiled. "He took out a rose from his back...and he put it in my hair..." The smile faded from her face as a tear went down her face. "Why...?"
"Why what?"
"Why did...he have to betray me?"
The last thing Seiren was aware of was a silver knife coming down to her arm before she lost all consciousness.
XoXo…. Meanwhile ….XoXo
Alphonse sighed deeply, looking over his shoulder and through the hallways. Still no sign of Edward. Al shook his head. Why did his brother have to be so careless? Doesn't he know that people care about him too? His memory flashed to just a minute ago to what Winry had ran up to tell them. "Seiren's almost due for surgery. Before it goes down, she wanted to say that she was sorry. She said she was being an idiot and hopes that you and your brother can forgive her." Out of everyone, Edward needed to hear those words.
Al peered into his and his brother's room, and sprawled out on the bed was a certain blonde. Sighing with relief, he walked in, making Edward pull the book he was holding to cover his face. "Go away," he snapped.
"I'm just going to tell you that Seiren said that she was sorry. That she was being an idiot and hopes that you can forgive her," Alphonse said quickly before Ed could tell him to be quiet. Edward looked over his book just a moment to look at his brother. "She wanted to say that before the surgery."
Edward was silent after that. She knew that she might die with this surgery, so if that happens, her final words to them would have been that. He scowled. That brat! She always had to win, no matter the situation. And there he was. Pissed at her for almost killing herself, yet feeling bad about being pissed at her for it. "Damn Cat Ears...I'll get her later for this…"
"For what?"
"For pissing me off and then making me feel bad about it!" Ed snapped, crossing his arms over his chest. He sat up quickly with narrowed eyes. "Well, when she survives this damn thing, you can tell her that I'm sorry."
Al grinned.
"But I'm still pissed at her."
Al's grin disappeared and he sighed. "I guess that's the best she's going to get from you…"
Ed sighed. "So, she's in for the surgery right?"
Seiren screamed, breathing heavily as she clenched her hand into a tight fist. "Damn, damn it! Damn it all to hell!"
"Seiren, it's going to be alright. It's almost done," Winry comforted, wiping the sweat from the purple-auburn haired girl's face. Seiren simply bit her tongue. She couldn't be weak right now. Not in front of those two. As Pinako forced the metal bone into her shoulder blade, Seiren shrieked with such high intensity that made it seem like she was dying. Her torso and whole body uplifted itself when Pinako had to connect the nerves to her arm socket.
"Is it supposed to be like this?" she exhaled in pain.
The blonde looked down. "Unfortunately yes." Seiren screamed once more as Pinako connected the metal joint in her elbow. "Seiren, hold on for just a bit longer!"
Armstrong, Edward, and Alphonse waited in silence in the living room. Seiren's screams echoed throughout the house walls, pivoting them through their ears. It was frightening; Seiren, the stone face, was screaming. They expected something more of curses or growls, but anything but screaming. And to think, Edward thought that basic auto mail surgery was terrifying to hear. It sounded like she was being murdered.
"I can't take it anymore," Alphonse whimpered and walked out the door, Edward right behind him. Armstrong hummed in sympathy before going back to the novel he was reading, trying to focus on anything other than Seiren.
Once the brothers were out of the house and outside they were finally able to breathe. They didn't know why, but somehow hearing so much agony made the air rather suffocating. Edward and Alphonse both dropped to the ground, staring at the bright green grass. "Poor Seiren...She must be in so much pain."
"Well, she did ask for it," Ed reasoned. "She didn't have to, but she wanted to do the surgery. We can't tell her no. Besides, once Cat Ears has her mind set on something, nothing can change it. She's stubborn as hell!"
Alphonse hummed in reasoning. "I know, but still…"
"She'll make it through, Al, don't worry," Ed responded immediately. Even if those words came out of his mouth, he still has problems accepting it himself. His attention was jarred as something midnight flew by his face. Ed whirled around, fists poised to fight back if a threat had arisen. Seiren wasn't going to take care of it this time.
"What is it, Brother?" Al asked, turning his head to where Ed was facing.
It was a bird. A black raven perched upon the tree stump where Seiren was working on her bow. It pecked at the arrows that she was last working on, cocking its head and pecking at the wood.
"Wait! That's Seiren's, don't peck at it!" Al yelled, trying to shoo the bird away.
The raven simply cocked its head, staring at both Elric brothers with peculiar eyes. It looked back down at the arrows and then back up at the Elrics'. It raised its head and screeched. Confusion became etched into the brothers' faces, but soon the
Ed furrowed his eyebrows as he clamped his hand over his ears to silence some of the shrieking bird. "What the hell?!" he asked.
"That's enough, Theta."
The raven became silent.
At the voice, Edward and Alphonse spun around, their shoulders tense and stances at ready. Who could it be? Obviously whoever it was, they had a connection to the raven somehow.
Whatever they were expecting, it wasn't this person. It was a boy. He stood high above on the roof, his mouth turned into up in a sweet and almost childish grin. He looked no older than 12; 13 at oldest. He had shaggy blonde hair resting messily on top of his head, his bangs coming down to his eyelashes. His lean frame was draped in a long over-coat, a crumpled white shirt that looked about two sizes too big hung limply on his small frame, and a tie was tied loosely and out of order. His eyes were a chocolate brown, his smile housing two noticeable sharp incisors.
The same as Seiren's.
Edward narrowed his eyes. "Who are you?" Ed called.
"Huh? Oh yes!" He exclaimed, bowing deeply. "My name is Wren Andrew Lockhearst. Do you any idea where a Miss Seiren Smith is?"
"Seiren?" Al whispered to his brother. "What would he want with Seiren?"
"I don't know, Al," Ed replied quietly.
"Ah! So you do know where she is!" he chirped, smiling cheerfully. "Can you escort me to her?" Ed and Al both were taken aback. From all the way on the roof, there was no way he could possibly hear them whispering. Wren Lockhearst blinked his eyes. "I'm sorry, was it something I said?"
Ed glared at him. "And so what if we know where Seiren is! Why should we tell you?" he called back.
The boy seemed almost hurt by his words. He put a finger to his lips and set his mouth in a defined pout. "Please don't glare at me; it makes me uncomfortable…" he whined.
"I can glare at you if I want!" Ed snapped.
Waterfall tears went down Wren's face. "Why must you be so cruel…? All I did was ask a question!" He sighed deeply. "How about an Equivalent Exchange. That's what you alchemists talk about, right? I'll answer your question, and you answer mine! All I was told to do was go get Miss Seiren and bring her back, nothing else."
"Who told you to do that?" Alphonse asked.
"Nuh-uh! You don't get a second question, it's my turn," Wren declared cheerfully. "Now can you tell me where Miss Seiren is? Marcy's getting impatient."
"Why would I tell you that? How do I know you're not going to hurt her?" Ed asked accusingly. "Why should we trust some kid we just met! Especially weird ones like you!"
Waterfall tears went down his face again. "You think I'm weird…? You know you're being really cruel," he whined again, sitting down and bringing his knees up to his chest. "I don't want to talk to you anymore!" he said childishly, turning his head away from him.
"Good, I didn't want to talk to you, anyway…" Ed muttered under his breath.
"Brother!" Alphonse scolded, glaring at his elder brother's actions. "You can't just go on being mean to people!" he lowered his voice. "Besides, maybe he can tell us whoever wanted Seiren to go back with him."
Ed's eyes widened and he nodded. "You're right. I wasn't thinking about that," he agreed. "Hey kid! Can we talk to you for a quick minute?"
"No!" he called back, waterfall tears still going down his cheeks. "You're a meanie! I don't wanna talk to meanies!"
Ed sweat dropped. "A 'meanie'…?"
"Oh, fine, if you don't want to talk to my brother, do you want to talk to me?" Al tried to compromise.
The boy blinked his eyes. "Well, you did defend me from the bully, so I guess I can talk to you!" The smile returned to his lips and he jumped down from the roof. Al and Ed nearly yelled out of fear, but when the childish boy landed silently and gracefully on the ground, they didn't know what to make of it. He just grinned at them and plopped down on the ground with a grunt, stretched out and carefree. "Ah, I love the sky!" He pointed up. "It's so big and blue and so pretty!" the corners of his mouth dipped into a frown as he shielded his eyes from the sun. "But I don't like the sun. It's too bright and you can't look at it...it hurts me too much…" He grinned again as he sat upright again. "Okay, so why'd you wanna talk to me?"
"Well—"
"Wait, I'm not allowed to talk to strangers!" he exclaimed suddenly. "I'm Wren Andrew. But Marcy and them only call me that when I'm in trouble, so I don't like it. Make up another name for me if you want~! What's your guys' names?"
"I'm Alphonse, and this is my older brother Edward," Al introduced, gesturing to Ed. "It's nice to meet you Wren An— I mean, uh…"
"I don't care what you call me. You call me by my last name if ya want," the boy chirped.
"Okay, how about we call you Lock for short?" Alphonse suggested.
He smiled. "Okay! I'm Lock now, then~! I'm going to call you Al for short then, too! The bully called you that earlier, right?"
"Hey, I'm no bully!" Ed snapped.
"Nuh-uh. I'm not talking to you anymore," Lock pouted.
"Why you little—"
"Brother, please," Al implored, extending his arm out to block him from the boy. "So, Lock, why do you want to bring Seiren back to…?"
"I don't know. Whatever Big Boss says goes. All me and Marcy and the others do is follow," Lock replied. "He heard about Miss Seiren and what she does around the Eastern part of Amestris. We were gonna get her then but then she went off to Central." Suddenly his eyes darkened as he jumped onto his feet. Lock jumped up in what seemed like fear as he turned his head frantically. "What was that?" he asked urgently.
"Huh? What was what?"
"That scream!" Lock turned around and it looked like he sniffed the air. Alarm lit in his brown eyes. "Is that blood…?" His eyes narrowed again. "It smells like a Coraline…"
"Wait, what are you talking about?" Ed asked.
He spun around to face them. "Did Miss Seiren get hurt or something? Is that her screaming?" He asked.
Realization ignited in Ed's eyes. He must be talking about Seiren's auto mail bone surgery. It should still be going on by now. The kid talked about smelling blood though…Ed can't smell blood from all the way outside, nor could he smell it when he was inside the house. It was all secured in the basement. So how does this kid know that Seiren was screaming and was bleeding? And what did he mean by 'it smells like a Coraline?' That part didn't make sense at all. Who IS this kid? Ed thought, staring incredulously at the boy, and what is this 'Big Boss' guy he was blabbering on about?
Ed glanced back at Al, who had the same exact look in his eyes. One look at each other and they both knew that they were thinking the same thing. "Seiren's in surgery right now…" Al commented cautiously.
Lock's eyes widened and he looked down. "Aw man…Big Boss is gonna be steamed at me! I was supposed to watch her!" he groaned loudly.
Watch her? Al thought.
"Sorry guys, gotta bounce! I have to go tell Big Boss man the news!" Lock chimed and then ran back towards the black raven. "Theta!" The bird squawked once in understanding and flew off into the sky, Lock jumping up from the tree stump and grabbing hold of the small bird. Startlingly, the bird was able to sustain his weight as if he were nothing and flew off at an unnatural speed. The boy left as quickly as he had entered. Leaving the Elrics' speechless.
XoXo... Seiren's POV ...XoXo
I looked around in confusion, blinking my eyes rapidly. Where was I? Wasn't I just in auto mail bone surgery? Where the hell am I?
I was in a small dark room, sitting on a VERY uncomfortable chair might I add— but that isn't the point. The room was relatively empty, as far I could tell. All I could see was a table and a few chairs around it, nothing much to gaze about. The door was closed and the window seemed shut. None of them seemed locked, yet I didn't really feel safe trying to escape. In fact, the chills going down my spine told me that if I did try to escape, that was where the danger would begin. So for now I think I'll just stay here.
I stood up and I realized what I was wearing. I was in my school uniform. Does that mean I'm at Central Academy? Then, why am I here?
I looked over the table again, and I realized that there was something tied to the bottom of the table's leg. I furrowed my eyebrows in confusion as I bent down to get it, more confusion striking me once I found a strip of paper. I unrolled it, seeing words scribbled onto it messily. The more I looked, the messier it seemed. And now that I analyze it, it wasn't getting messier. It was getting blurrier. And blurrier and blurrier until I could barely tell that I was holding a piece of paper in my hands.
My heart pounded in my chest, chills going down my spine. Shit. That wasn't a good sign. I gulped, my eye twitching. Damn do I hate that stupid habit.
"Seiren? Seiren."
What? Who's calling me? I'm alone, aren't I?
"Seiren; wake up. That's an order."
I jolted up in a daze, my breath short and jagged. I coughed absently, trying to slow down my heart rate. I tried to look around when a shooting headache evaded my head, making me wince and clutch my cranium. "Ow...Crap, what the hell!" I snapped, trying to see whoever woke me up. When I heard a feminine chuckle, I turned my head to the direction it came from.
"So, you still respond to orders, eh Seiren?" the curly haired woman chuckled as she spotted me.
I glared at her. "What the hell do you want, Auntie Amber? Don't you know it's dangerous to wake up a patient under anesthesia?"
Amber laughed again. "Yes, but you are no ordinary patient, Seiren. Besides, as a fellow doctor, I think I would know when to wake you up."
"Just tell me what the hell you want!" She knows how much I hate to be ordered around.
"Tsk, tsk. So angry," she teased, making me growl. Suddenly her eyes darkened, all joking around immediately dying at that point. "Seiren, you need to consume some blood."
I was shoved back by horror. "W-Wha…? Why the hell would I!" I replied, somewhat shakily. I wasn't really prepared for that request. I thought she gave up on that a long time ago…so why now? Especially considering how I've been fairing well without it, why would she push it on me now?
"I don't care about any of your petty objections, I want you to drink it!" Amber yelled, causing me to shrink back in fear. (That could tell you something about her. Me, Seiren Smith, was afraid.) She never yelled at me, nor raised her voice. Not once. In fact, after all the years I've known her, she hasn't once gotten angry or upset. Speaking of, has she ever gotten annoyed? I don't really know...
Just realizing that I haven't said a word in quite a while, I cleared my throat. "But...why?" I asked softly.
Her eyes widened as she looked down. "I'm sorry," she whispered. "I didn't mean to raise my voice like that."
"N-no…it's alright."
Auntie Amber padded her way to my bed and seated herself next to me. "No, it's not alright." She sighed. "Look, Seiren, do you remember the night before? When I had visited you through the window?" She didn't give me time to respond. "The reason I had told you all about Lamia, the impurum, and the pure bloods' is because I really think we're in danger."
"Whoa, whoa. Danger? Like what type of danger?" I asked skeptically.
"I don't know. Kidnapping danger? Harmful danger? Oh, whatever, some type of danger!" Amber said irritably. "All I know is that someone, or something, is after us Coralines."
I found that whole 'someone or something' gab was pretty cliché, but I didn't voice it. I was too engrossed into what type of danger I was going to face to think about that right now. Then a thought struck me. "Wait. You said 'us Coralines'. Is there more than just you and me?"
She smiled. "You are too slow, sweetie. Of course there are more of the Coralines. We're a very infamous Clan, you know," she replied. Her smile faded again. "Which brings me to my point. You need to drink some blood. You are the weakest link right now, Seiren. We need you to be stronger."
I was really offended. Weakest link? I am much more capable than some would think. I may be a bit of a loose cannon, but that's the least of all worries. When it comes to combat, I can be the best there is. And that's not even an ego. Tell me to defeat something, and I will. No two ways around it. "I still don't think it's necessary for me to drink blood. You know good as anyone else that all I need is to be ordered to do something and—"
"I know fairly well of your abilities, Seiren, I do. But that monster inside you will not be tamed just by your will!" Amber stated, standing up.
I clenched my hands into fists, not even caring about the grinding pain of my left arm. I opened my mouth, but shut it as quickly as it had opened. She was right...This...This...This demon inside of me will not be held back just by my sheer will. I'm not even that strong. Eventually it'll tear me out and take over my entire being, wreaking havoc and spilling blood like some sort of purge of life. I rested my hand on my stomach, clawing at the fabric of my shirt. No matter what...that has to be prevented.
I knew what to do, but was I really going to follow through? I mean, since I had turned I had been against the entire idea. And I even felt the effects of my choice right off the bat. Once I had awaken from my slumber, I was bed-ridden for years until I was able to withstand my blood lust to continue my daily life.
28.) When one is bitten, the newborn vampire will go into a deep sleep until the venom of the vampire who had bitten the newborn flows throughout their entire body to turn them completely.
29.) The newborn will wake up as a small child and grow as a normal human being until they are at the age of when they were bitten/killed.
30.) The Cycle of Rebirth continues every time one is bitten by the one who had turned them in the first place.
I bit my lip and clutched the sheets to my bed. "I'll...I'll do it…"
"Excuse me?"
"I said that I'll do it," I said, this time louder. I looked up into Amber's wide violet eyes and held her gaze. "I'll consume blood."
There was a long silence that ensued as I let my words hang in the air. I was never going to do it. I vowed as soon as I had awoken that I was to never live off of the blood of the living. It was tragic and loathsome that I had even considered this, yet I know that if I had continued on as so that the demon in me would soon take over. I was breaking my oath today. And nothing could stop me.
The corner of Amber's mouth twitched, and slowly a broad smile began to spread over her face. "Is that so?" she asked, her voice like pure velvet. She looked around the gray basement with eyes lit up like flames. She came across a silver cart containing tools that were used for my surgery, stains of my blood scattered on few parts that Winry and Ms. Pinako couldn't clean completely off. She ran her hand over the blood packet and picked it up. She walked towards me with the glass and blood packet.
She handed it to me, throwing her blond curls behind her shoulder. "Welcome to the Coraline Clan, Seiren." And with that, she went out the small window leading outside.
I looked at the blood that Auntie Amber had given me. This used to be in someone else's body…I shook any thoughts I knew would psych me out and cut the packet with my pocket knife. I took a deep breath in, and a long exhale out. With a delicate hand I poured all the contents into the glass. Grabbing the glass with both my hands, I stared right into it. Bright red blood stared right back at me. "Well, bottoms' up!" With eyes shut tight, I lifted the cup to my lips, draining it of its contents.
I didn't dare think of the taste. All I was trying to do was keep it down without vomiting. This was nauseating me beyond belief; I was sure that I was going to throw up the moment the smell of blood hit my nose.
But, as luck would have it, I actually enjoyed it.
I drank the glass dry, not even caring about the small stream that drizzled down my chin. I waited and indulged in the blood until not a drop was remaining. I swallowed my last sip, licking my lips and wiping the blood off of my chin with my hand. Licking my hand free of the red substance, I sighed happily. Immediately I felt about ten times better, no, a hundred times improved. My eyesight was enhanced, the pain started to subside from my arm and I was able to move my left arm freely with little pain. Even my headache disappeared. Does blood really enhance my state that much?
I refrained from my stupid banter in my head as I heard a loud clang come from in front of me. I clicked open my pocket knife, senses on edge. "Who's ther—"
I froze.
"S...Seiren…?" Alphonse squeaked, eyes wide in fear.
No...No, he couldn't have...
"Cat Ears, what are you doing?" Ed's voice called from the top step. He poked his head down, and his eyes widened as he spotted me with the bloody glass in my hand.
It took all I had in me not to scream right then. It happened. It just happened and I can't do a thing to help it. It's over.
They saw me.
Nikkome: Whelp, time to write the next chapter. :3 I've got a HUGE request for all y'all though! Read this through:
Seiren's Theme Songs~!: As my Writer's Blocked mind would have it, I created a playlist for Seiren on Play list. c om (No spaces obviously). If you look for me, my username is still the same: Nikkome Konno. After that, click on the playlist titled 'Seiren's Theme Songs'. Now, this is where I need your help. In your reviews, put down any songs that you think would correspond to this story as a soundtrack or a theme song that matches with Seiren or even Auntie Amber. Your input is my fuel! w
Until Next Chap!=:D