A/N: Hello faithful readers! I apologize for keeping you waiting on this next chapter and the shortness of it. I will try to finish up this fic with longer chapters, but there is no guarantee. Anyways! On to the long awaited fic! Please leave a review!
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"What's happening to me…?" Ed whimpered, pathetically, but no one was there to answer his question. No one knew the answer to his question. Well, no one that he could think of. The only information he was able to gather was that when he blacked out, something else was taking control, something with an unquenchable bloodlust. Edward was scared, more so then he'd ever been.
He had attacked his only family and most likely, he probably killed many innocent people, plus Winry! The short Alchemist dropped his head into his mismatched, metal and flesh hands, entangling their fingers into his hair. His head was pounding so much it made his vision blur. It didn't help much that it was raining again and he hadn't changed since he took off. It was all so frustrating.
Streams of water trickled down his palms, rainwater mixed with tears.
He most likely killed her, actually, he knew for a fact that he had. He figured that he killed all the others too, even the ones during his three day absence. Edward Elric was a murderer, but he didn't know why he killed all those people. The reason escaped him, but he knew one thing, he was going to figure out why. That meant he'd have to run away, however.
He knew that if he went home, he'd be arrested for the murders or he'd turn himself in to keep Al safe. Edward didn't want to waste away in jail, though; he wanted to know the truth behind his unconscious murders. Right now, he was tired, both mentally and emotionally. Thus, the alchemist had decided to rest in the very alley he had awakened at. He leaned back against the brick wall with his gaze focused up on the dark clouds.
Rain streamed down his face mixing with the tears he had already cried. The cold water seeped deeper into the already dampened cloth of his uniform. A shiver shook his body and, for a moment, he longed to go home where his warm bed waited, calling him to slumber in its depths. That desire died as soon as it had been born, he couldn't risk going home… It was too dangerous for his little brother.
A chorus of screams rang clear in his mind, adult or child, man or woman, he couldn't tell, but he heard their screaming. He almost felt his automail blade cutting into their soft flesh and their warm blood bathing his clothes. He shuddered at the sight of the carnage his mind played back to him. Each victim he had seen after his return. Each one appeared after he had black out.
It all made no sense, but somehow it explained a lot.
"Hello, pipsqueak, finally figuring it out? I had hoped it'd strike you after you killed your beloved little brother, but you snapped to far too soon." There was a chuckle so sickening Edward already knew who was speaking before he turned his eyes on him. The Homunculus known as Envy stood before him, his violet eyes filled with the usual deep hatred. "Such a shame, your suffering would have been more enjoyable to watch if you had."
"What did you do you me?" Ed growled.