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Chapter 10: Eruption

~()~()~ September 15, Kiano, Xing ~()~()~

Luki inspected the mask in his hands. He'd always had a knack for fixing things and destroying things, and then completely reuniting pieces all over again. T.M.K.'s mask was truly one of a kind; there was no indication that any piece could be successfully broken apart or put together. It was a real engineer's mystery.

The blue-eyed teen had been staring at the mask for three hours now. He hadn't had much sleep and it was well before anyone would be waking up. He decided it'd be best to try and apply some of his skills from engineering class and inspect the mask. So far, he'd made little progress.

Luki sighed and witheld the urge to chuck the mask across the room, which could wake Wyatt up who was sleeping on a nearby bed. He stared and stared some more. And quite frankly, got sick of it and started observing his writings:

No known way to destroy this. The blacksmith obviously didn't know a whole lot about this piece, but it doesn't take a genius to figure out that this is indestructible. Sure it must have an ancient power…that's a good way to explain why I can't figure out how this son of a gun can't be put together. Aliens, maybe? Nah that's crazy.

"Hmm…" Luki opened the beautifully carved Xingese desk drawer and found a pen. He was doing a bit of calculus, and pretty much every math formula out there.

Luki frowned deeply. "There has to be a formula…" he mumbled and began sighing again. He then decided it was impossible and threw the pen across the room without realizing it. Luki sweatdropped and slowly spun around to see Wyatt already up.

"Throwing's uncivilized," Wyatt said with a bored look and got up to go and get breakfast.

Quite some time passed after that. Luki blinked and spun back around in his chair at the mask staring back at him. Mocking, taunting, unnerving. The deep black eyes were endless, almost like you could fall right into the void of space. The teeth could easily make you feel like the prey of a vicious animal in the grasps of its excruciating bite. The face was like that of snakeskin, smooth yet easily poisonous. Yet, it was attractive, like that of finding your first love. The very mask could be images burned in your mind like fires. It could be love, death, happiness, and sadness. Any emotion you wanted it to be, and that's what could frighten one the most.

It took nearly all of Luki's willpower to look away. He had to break away from its dangerous hold and once he did he just stared, and stared. This was something to write down.

~()~()~

Ed scarfed down the last bite of his omelet and biscuit with a delectable glass of milk and was onto thirds.

"Brother!" Al pouted. "You ate the last one!"

Ed smiled proudly. "Hey, don't mind me if Xingese bread is so delicious!"

Al chuckled and got up to get some more juice into his now empty cup. Greed had walked into the room once he did so.

"Hey, anyone seen a ghost last night?" Greed asked, stretching his arms above his head and pretending to be tired.

Everyone blinked and shook their head. The lobby of the hotel suddenly felt very cold.

"Well," Greed said boredly. "Might as well keep an eye out for them then."

"G-ghosts?" Al asked, suddenly frightened.

"I haven't seen one all night don't worry," Greed said, sounding uncaring. "We're only staying here a few nights anyway, right?"

"If that," Ed said swallowing the last of his apple.

Al whimpered and Ed wrapped a shoulder around his shoulder. "I won't let them hurt you, Al." He proceeded to slightly glare at Greed who only shrugged.

A loud thump got the attention of the drowsy teens. Luki lay before them, awkwardly tripped over a trashcan and quickly got up without a hint of being bothered.

"Guys, I need you to look at this." Luki held up a slip of paper in his hand with a bundle wrapped snugly in the crook of his other arm.

Ed seemed more interested in eyeing the bundle than the paper and raised and eyebrow in interest.

Luki slapped his observations down on the table along with the bundle. Everyone gathered around. Wrath, unfortunately too short to see, was on the outside hopping up and down before finally huffing and sauntering off.

"This is the mask," Luki placed both hands on the bundle. "I would recommend not looking into its eyes."

That explained the wrapping. "What did you find out?" Ed asked, turning around the slip to read.

"When I happened to glance into its eyes, I found myself lost. It's hard to explain and it would take some time," Luki said, sputtering over his words. But everyone seemed to comprehend so he continued. "Long story short, it's not a good idea. I found something in there that doesn't belong in this world."

"So you mean aliens?" Camile asked giving him a disbelieving look. Bella only blushed and stared shyly up at him.

"I don't know," Luki mumbled. "Whatever it is it's not from here."

Envy flinched a little at what he remembered the other day with Camile and then quickly shook it off.

"I'm sorry if it's not that helpful," Luki said now looking at his feet. "I just thought it was interesting."

Ed looked up at him confidently. "No, this explains much more than the blacksmith did. Or at least adds onto it. Thank you very much Luki! We're now a small step closer!"

Luki only blushed bashfully and nodded. He wasn't used to such gratitude.

Some screams in the main lobby and a sudden rush of wind made everyone jump.

"Here we go again," Envy sighed.

"Oh what now…?" Wyatt said, clearly agitated. Luki stumbled trying to gather the artifact in his arms and shoved his writings into his pocket.

Ed got into a fighting stance. "Al and I will go check it out. Greed and Wyatt, search the hotel. Envy, Wrath, and Luki protect the girls!"

"I don't need protection!" Camile whined and held up a steel bat for proof.

Bella inwardly chuckled at the typical obscurity of Camile's bravery. Envy only rolled his eyes and grabbed her wrist, which made the bat drop at her feet. Wrath got behind Camile and watched from all corners while Luki held Bella's hand and dragged her off to safety once again. Déjà vu.

"Don't you think we should go back to the rooms?" Bella asked, huffing and panting as she tried to keep up with the lanky boy.

Luki only quickly shook his head. "It's not safe right now."

He brought her into a nearby closet and locked the door. Oh the wonderful memories came flooding back, and it's so ironic what they did next.

Luki hugged Bella from behind and she nearly jumped twenty feet. She tried to make out words of protest, but the only sounds that came out were flustered and stuttered.

"L-Luki…um…"

Luki only smiled. He was about as nervous as she was but turned her back to face him so she wouldn't see. It was his turn to do something, his turn to be a big man.

He let his chin rest on her shoulder and his hand hovered over the lightswitch that promptly clicked off. Bella's heart was a thousand racehorses. Her face put tomatoes to pure shame.

Luki decided to gulp the big knot of nervousness that settled in his shaky throat and planted a gentle kiss on her neck. Yep, brings back the memories.

"I…care about you, Bella…" Luki murmered, shakiness evident in his voice.

Bella frowned. "You only have a crush on me, I know."

"Well…yeah," Luki said. "The whole reason I even got stuck here was because of you. I was just so blinded by my—feelings and that's how I ended up here…"

Bella's mind was pounding. "Why would you like someone like me?" she breathed.

Luki was clearly taken aback. "Whaat…! Why not?" He frowned, no longer nervous.

"Bella," Luki sighed. « I really like you…and the feelings get stronger and stronger every time I'm around you. I want this to turn into something more, but only if you'll let me. You're beautiful on the inside, and it shines through on the outside. That's why I like you! Don't you see? I want to fall in love with you. I want to try this…"

Bella found the corners of her mouth creak upwards. The incessant silence made Luki sigh in defeat.

"You know what, Luki?" Bella asked, turning to face him even if she couldn't see in the dark closet.

Before he could respond, he found her warm and plush lips move over his like velvet. It was quick, passionate, a clear confirming of her feelings for him.

"…I want to try this too," Bella smiled and snuggled up in his chest. Luki smiled contently and held her tight, hoping the moment could never be broken apart.

Bella brushed a tickly hair out of her eyes only to have her fingers feel right through it. Bella let out an unintentional small gasp and Luki broke away from her, worried.

"What is it?" He asked, tugging on her shirtsleeves. Bella only shook her head.

No, no. That's not possible. It's too weird…

"Nothing…" Bella said uncertainly and snuggled closer to Luki. It took him a moment before he wrapped his arms around her again. But still, she couldn't shake the feeling of the breeze through her forehead. What was that? Wait...she wasn't disappearing was she?

"This brings back memories!" Wyatt half laughed. Greed growled in annoyance and ran through the halls trying to gather his senses of everything. A movement, a subtle movement. Then he remembered.

Wyatt almost smacked clean into the wall as Greed made a sharp turn around a corner.

"Uh, hello! It's a dead end!"

Greed only shut him out and looked down at the streets below. He remembered last night.

"So the palm tree did see something," Greed smirked. Wyatt only gave a confused and annoyed look.

Wyatt made a clicking sound. "So let me guess, T.M.K. is here."

Greed smirked. "C'mon, kid. We're going outside."

~()~()~

"It's way too quiet…" Ed observed. His fist was as tight as it could get. He looked from corner to corner, crease to crease, no sign of anything unusual anywhere.

"I think this guy might be a little sneaky, brother."

Ed only hummed in agreement and continued scanning over nooks and crannies. His golden eyes narrowed in thought. A sudden movement broke away his train of thought. He was about to attack before he saw Greed and Wyatt hop out of the window on the second story. Ed nearly had a heart attack before he remembered that the hotel was U-shaped and hooked around an alleyway.

" #$$!%!" Ed heard a string of cuss words out of Greed's mouth as a small figure slipped out of Wyatt and Greed's grip like a slippery fish flopping around and escaping back into the water.

"Come on, Al. I think we found him." Ed and Al rushed over to the two men and watched as a shadow-like figure was escaping.

"We need to go after him!" Ed growled.

Greed scoffed. "Right, you do that. That's exactly what we tried to do. Little one's even more dangerous…"

"There's two of them?" Al asked and fidgeted a little bit. "We can't just keep letting them get away!"

"There's a distinct difference between the two," Wyatt butt in. "The small one that we almost got? He uses a form of martial arts and unlike T.M.K., we could see his eyes and they were bluer than the ocean."

Ed raised a brow and then nodded. "We need to go after them."

Greed lightly groaned and opened his mouth in protest.

"Look, Greed, we need to start going after these guys—"

An angry and feminine voice distracted Ed's ears. He whipped his head around to see the source.

"WHEN DON'T YOU LISTEN?! STUBBORN HUMAN GIRL!"

Ah. Envy. Ed sighed a little and blinked as Camile came running down the alleyway with a somewhat amused look on her face. Envy was chasing close behind with a plain annoyed look on his face.

"Did you have to hit the owner?" Envy growled and glared at the blond next to him.

Camile only huffed and crossed her arms proudly.

"What happened?" Al asked, beaming and grinning.

"She knocked out the owner, thinking he was dangerous or something." Envy held his head and shook it in disbelief.

Camile looked up at the air. "Yes. Yes I did."

"Where's Wrath?" Greed said suddenly.

"I left him to take care of Bella and Luki…" Envy looked mildly disgusted. "Well, let's just say he threw up a little when he saw them in a closet."

"Way to go, Bella," Camile quietly praised.

"Wait until you hear this…" Wyatt said, changing the subject and popping up behind the corner of the building.

"You finally appreciate my genius?" Camile smirked.

Wyatt scoffed. "No…" he adjusted himself. "There's two T.M.K.s or at least the smaller one that Greed and I almost caught is a mini one."

"Oh, nice," Envy pouted. "More work for me…"

"And now they're probably halfway in another country!" Ed said, clearly read to pack some blows on these annoying villians.

"They're taunting us…" Wyatt said thoughtfully. Everyone eyed him curiously.

"Huh?"

Wyatt raised a brow. "Haven't you noticed? Wherever we go trying to go after them, they beat us to it. They are sending us on a goose chase after them, and I have a feeling this won't end well if we keep it up."

Everyone pondered this idea for a moment. Greed gave Wyatt a slap on the back. "Nice thinking, kid."

"Let's go!" Ed said, running ahead down the direction that the mini T.M.K. went without anymore. He was sick and tired of waiting. This was dragging on way too long.

The running had lasted a while, and it seemed they were getting nowhere fast. That is, until the very black clad figures had appeared once again and were swinging from building to building. He was clearly taunting them, leading them somewhere and Ed decided that he would follow them for the meantime, and would outsmart them later.

The real T.M.K. and the mini T.M.K led them to the edge of the town and the edge of the town just so happened to be on the edge of a long ravine surrounded by cliffs and a valley of orange. A signature volcano outlined the distance with many more sandy orange mountains of Xing. T.M.K and his subordinate had been leading them back west; near the desert region. But why? It didn't make sense to loop around.

Wrath came running shortly after with Luki and Bella following behind. Wrath came to a stop at the edge sharply. His feet scuffed some rocks across the edge and down at least fifty yards.

"Wrath, can you, Envy, and Greed follow that larger black blob going down the left?" Ed asked, pointing to the very two figures splitting ways faster than light down the two separate paths of the valley below them.

Wrath nodded and went without another word with Greed and Envy down the left path of the valley. They made a shaky sound as they jumped down the edge like a cat, but of course it left no mark on them and they were soon as tiny as hands from the visual eye.

"I'll let them get a headstart so I can better confuse T.M.K," Ed said. Adrenaline was prematurely pumping through his veins. "You guys go after the smaller one, okay?"

"Right!" The four said in unison and all made their way carefully down the path that Ed used his alchemy to create. Once they were down the little ramp, they began rushing after the villian.

The four began running as fast as they could, careful not to run out of energy too quickly, which was difficult to do. Luki and Bella weren't very sport-oriented whereas Wyatt had ran cross country and knew proper running techniques and Camile had played soccer most of her life.

This soon became an issue and Wyatt tried to create a wind tunnel behind the two to try and help move them faster. It only worked for a few more minutes before his alchemy started to wear thin.

"We need to rest—"

"Hey what's that!" Camile asked and pointed down a separate crossroad.

"Great, just great," Wyatt said, lifting himself back up off of the rocky seat.

"Well," Bella said. "One thing to do. And that's to split up."

"Yay." Camile rolled her eyes and made her way closer to the edge of the valley crossroads.

"We all know in movies that left is the best way to go," Bella said and smirked at Camile.

Camile frowned. "I get the dangerous path? Ah gee thanks Bell."

"But the two of you have powers!" Bella said and pointed both hands at a blinking Wyatt and Camile.

"Hmmm, good point."

"We can rest later, it's best not to lose him now…" Wyatt said and made his way slowly down the right path.

Luki and Bella nodded in agreement and soon were out of sight. Whichever path was the right one, or whichever one was safer was a fifty-fifty chance and that sent shivers up their spines.

Camile shoved the rising human fear creeping its way up to her head. She wouldn't allow it to poison her. Besides, she had a clear advantage to the others; she could freeze most anything thanks to Dante and her crazy experiments. At first Camile had thought that the 'research' was some sort of needle in a lab, or military camp, but it turned out to be nothing more than how to use her powers. Of course Camile was smart and she was used to the kind of manipulation Dante pulled, and for that she could never trust that lady.

Envy was actually—tolerable the minute she came to the homunculi's mansion. Well, at least, in his own way, when he wasn't trying to interrogate her. Like when she accidentally took one of his shorts to wear for bed (thinking they were Lust's or something to borrow) and he nearly killed her with nearby silverware. So, he did have a temper and Camile did bring it out, but it was sure as heck funny to see him get angry. Camile knew when to back away, although she noticed he could never actually hurt her at least, not from his own free will at first, Dante prevented that. But as they got used to each other for the past few weeks, Camile realized he didn't want to hurt her, he found too much enjoyment in teasing her instead. That surprised the blond, she figured the moment he found out she was human that he would kill her for lying to him, but he didn't. He didn't, and that was incredibly perplexing.

Instead, he took her to his room and tried to—seduce her? If Camile could have one superpower, it would be to read his mind voluntarily. But still, she was glad for the friendship that they had developed. Not only that but he worried when she ran off by herself, like recently when she was trying to do things herself at the hotel in town. And he worried when she would be quiet, like when she was homesick for Chicago one night when she was still staying at the mansion. He interrogated her until she answered and she replied with a simple 'homesick' and then he ran off somewhere to do whatever it is Envys do.

Another thought bubbled in her mind—home. That reminded her. Was time frozen still back in their world or was it still going on? Were people searching for them? Camile knew Wyatt's aunt and uncle, who were Bella's parents; they would do anything in their power and wealth to find them. Unlike her, she had no one that truly cared to do that. Yeah, there was her foster parents, good ol' typical loose parent type of people. They would just figure she was on a field trip for college or something. And then there was her dad, who obviously didn't give a crap.

Camile sighed deeply, briefly coming back to reality and staring at the neverending display of rocky mountains. Her dad, her old man, her papa. Was that the word? What did that word mean? What about those father-daughter dances she never could go to? Well, that would never happen. She adverted her sight to Wyatt who was about two feet in front of her. He lost his parents in a sailing accident when he was only three…so who was she to judge? Camile never really thought about this until just now. He was alone too…

Her mom went through a time where she lost everything of her own—an immigrant of Germany and she found solace in drinking and meth. At this time her parents had gotten a divorce, her good ol' dad had cheated with several women, accused of rape, and currently in jail for the next four years until he was free. Camile shuddered. He should not be free so soon. It was five years since the divorce and her mother's death. Camile didn't know what to think at first, of course methamphetamine would cause death, of course it would. But her mother was so passive, so lost, half of the time she didn't even know who or where she was or if her daughter was in the room. That's what frustrated Camile. She should've cried when her mother died, she should've felt empty, and frankly she was. It was a two-way street of apathy. You give me nothing; I'll give you nothing.

Her deep-set, dark hazel eyes focused ahead of her. The wind blew through her skin and left the oh-so familiar stinging sensation of tears forming in her eyes. Camile promised herself to be happy in high school, to get involved with soccer, and she was very good at it, to have lots of friends, to get good grades, and be involved with student council. She liked being independent, a leader.

"Hey you okay?"

Camile looked startled at first and then looked at Wyatt who turned his head ever so slightly to look over his shoulder at her. Camile's face was pink and blotchy from crying. She didn't even realize she was.

"Yeah…" Camile said. Her voice was hoarse but managed to make it sound strong and convincing.

Wyatt only frowned before continuing down the path. So, maybe he wasn't so bad. When they weren't always fighting and teasing each other, he could have a big heart.

The two made their way near a small pond surrounding by scattered greenery. It was odd to see any sort of sparse forest in the Utah-looking valley of Xing. But it did cover as a good protection, or danger, depending on the cirumstances.

"What time is it?" Camile asked, bending over to take off her shoe. Her feet were starting to get scuffed with scraped from the unfriendly trail.

Wyatt looked down at his watch and sat down on a similar rock seat as Camile's. "A little after three," he replied. Five hours had gone by.

Camile hummed and bent over to cup some water in her hands. She poured the cool water over cut feet to wash away the dirt.

"I have a bad feeling…" Wyatt sighed, unknowing and uncaring if Camile would notice his statement.

Camile did. She only blinked at him.

"Think the little chubacabra is around here somewhere?" Camile asked in monotone, pushing a strand of golden, dark blond hair behind her ear.

"It would make sense," Wyatt said, a finger playing with his pursed lips. He looked around at the somewhat dense forestry behind him. Xing was sure an odd place. Desert had met them not three minutes ago and now a new neighbor of green was at their door.

Camile soon got hot and took off her ripped white t-shirt to reveal a tan-colored tank top. She put it in the dark red backpack Wyatt had grabbed at the last moment back in the hotel. Wyatt eyed her curiously and blinked at her. Camile noticed after a while and gave him a weird look.

"What?" she frowned.

"…Nothing."

Camile blew it off and got up after she cleaned up her feet and put her shoes back on. They had turned from a white to a dusty brown in no time. Her feet were raw and somewhat sore from the cuts, but they felt ten times better since cleaning the dirt off. It was amazing what it could do.

Camile absentmindedly put her hands on her hips. "Think we should go through?"

"More like around," Wyatt mumbled. "I just don't trust going in…"

"Ok." Camile shrugged and got up to make her way around the slanted path around the forest. Wyatt followed close behind. His stomach was starting to growl but he didn't feel like digging through his backpack. So he ignored it.

Around the corner of the forest was completely unexpected. It was a campsite in an empty circle of sandy floor surrounding by the rest of the valley. They had traveled closer to the dormant volcano than anticipated, because not a mile away was Mt. Shenzao. Sparse greenery surrounded the walls of the valley and aligned the campsite. Clad camoflauged tan and green tents were set up in a militaristic manner. There were only a few bodies, human bodies, walking around guarding the distant perimeter.

"Oh great, we found the campsite," Wyatt breathed and dragged Camile by the wrist to crouch down and hide behind a large boulder.

Camile sighed in annoyance. "What now?"

"This is both a good thing and a bad thing," Wyatt mused aloud. "Bad thing, we are clearly outnumbered. Good thing, they may or may not be related with T.M.K."

Camile slowly raised her head to see a row of men aligning the camp. They were slender, muscular, and wore dark black cargo suits. Typical military. Not typical Amestris military. In fact they didn't even look Xingese, they looked like they could easily be from Aerugo or Drachma or at least a mix of the two. They had large guns, typical guns.

Camile's heart nearly flew out of her chest and she almost squealed as a figure appeared in front of her. She stood frozen for a second and then realized the man's back was to her. Wyatt quickly caught on and didn't even have to see for himself to realize what was going on. He dragged her back down to their snug position behind the rock.

The soldier slowly turned around. He scanned around a bit and faced near the entrance by the boulder. The two teen's breathing increased rapidly, not knowing what was going to happen. The man was right there, his feet were right by theirs.

Camile slowly got up and hit him with her fist as hard as she could behind the head and the man promptly fell face first in the dirt. Wyatt attempted to use his alchemy to drag the man's unconscious body closer out of sight.

It didn't work very well. A string of shouts in an unfamiliar language was coming closer and closer.

"…Larry?" the voice called out. So the guy's name was Larry. They knocked Larry out and soon Larry's friend was going to be very angry.

Wyatt stared down at his sweaty tan skin. He had to think of something and something fast. If they ran, well they could easily be caught or shot. If they went in, well duh! Of course that's not a good idea. Sneaking in? Much, much more difficult. What could he do? Wait until all the men came rushing by the rock and knock them out one by one behind the rock? Maybe, but it was questionable.

Before he could even breathe another breath, Camile was already on her feet shooting dangerous shards of ice from the pond at the charging men. Their bullets were soon turned to little ice pellets falling to the ground at the soldier's feet.

Wyatt blinked a bit. Everything was happening so fast.

"Don't just sit there! Help me!"

Wyatt shot up from the ground quickly and both began running straight into the campsite. It was quite an impromptu action. Then again, Camile was an impromptu person. Wyatt slightly chuckled at this and then focused on staying alive. The soldiers were good, but not impossible. There weren't a lot of them…so far.

The fighting lasted a little while longer. A soldier had gotten a little too close to Camile for comfort and she felt a sharp pain in her side, but forced herself to ignore it for the time being. She was just waiting for something worse to happen, she was waiting for the subordinate or worse—T.M.K. himself to come out and end everything. It would be easier as well if the soldiers would run out. But it seemed they just kept coming. There were several more coming from somewhere, but neither one of them had the time to figure out where.

"We're outnumbered," Wyatt said; back pushing against Camile's as he nearly dodged a roundkick to his jaw.

Camile didn't respond, she was easily becoming winded by the lack of water usage for her ice powers on the quantity of soldiers coming at her.

"Wyatt, we have to go now!" Camile shrieked, dodging several blows near her abdomen. Her back was facing the air and she flung around to see Wyatt knocked out clean on the ground.

This made Camile angry. She dodged some more kicks and grabbed a nearby sword. Without much thought she cut clean through the mid-section of one soldier and it went through the remaining four that were in a line around them. She never killed anyone before and she became shaky at the pool of blood forming around the lacerated bodies. Camile forced herself to be reasonable—this was self-defense, it could be justified, not a crime. The thought relaxed her muscles slightly and the sharp pain in her side became throbbing.

"Oh come on, Wyatt!" Camile said, bending down and placing her hands on either side of his shoulders. "You're too heavy to pick up!"

It was true, Camile was tiny compared to Wyatt, even if she was taller, he weighed twenty pounds more and that was a lot of muscle.

The coast was clear from soldiers for the meanwhile, until bullets were heard from a distance. Camile used all of her strength to perservere and carry slash drag Wyatt around the treeline and up the slanted path back to safety. Instead of heading back the way they came, she went to the left around a more narrow valley path.

She forced herself to speed up, she had to get them to safety. The bullets could still be heard. And one of them must've been a pretty good shot because next thing she knew, a shooting pain whizzed through her arm and knee.

Camile collapsed in pain, careful not to harm Wyatt's sleeping body. Her left arm had been hit but it was merely grazed. Her right knee was what was really killing her. The bullet had vibrated through to her very bone and fell out once she got going again. She had to get out of the open.

She ran and ran, not even knowing if the blood gushing out of her leg, arm, and side would do much other than cause pain. Or was it the wind rushing through the holes? She couldn't tell.

Camile saw familiar figures looking at her in shock by the tall wall of a mountain. It was Ed, Al, Luki, Wrath and Bella. The other two homunculi were off farther away, coming closer into view, but still quite some distance away.

Camile got to her friends feet just in time, for when she did, she dropped Wyatt's body and collapsed on her back. Everyone gasped and gathered around both of them. It was even more frightening for Camile, for when she fell to the ground, a good amount of blood seeped down her mouth and stained the rocky terrain.

"Camile!" Bella shrieked, bending down near her friend and holding on to her hand. "What happened?"

"T.M.K.'s camp," Camile replied through gritted teeth. "He has soldiers…one…knocked out Wyatt."

Luki crouched down and inspected Wyatt. His head had a knot on it that would result in a nasty bruise.

"You're bleeding!" Bella exclaimed, staring at the holes in her arm and knee. Wrath got down next to his 'sister' and gently gripped her other hand. He whimpered at the sight. Camile winced in pain and let go of Wrath's hand to grab at the blood seeping through her right rib.

"I know," Camile weakly smiled. Bella continued to inspect both her arm and knee, which only made Camile shoot up and cry out in pain.

"OW!" Camile half shouted. "Do you have to poke it?"

"Where's the bullet?" Bella said frantically.

Camile sighed and fell back on her elbows in pain. "The one in my knee fell out in the field when I was running."

"She doesn't seem to have one in her arm," Wrath mused. He was so gentle inspecting her arm that Camile barely noticed him there.

"!...We shouldn't have split up!" Camile turned her head around to see Envy a few front in front of her. He was dripping with anger. She had never seen him so angry before, it was a dangerous anger. Something that just standing near him, eyes closed or not, could pierce through you.

"What happened?" Envy demanded, sitting down in front of her. His malicious spark did not fade. Ed, Al, and Greed stood behind her awkwardly.

"T.M.K…" Camile breathed. "He wasn't…there. His soldiers were, clearly not Xingese. In fact…oww…sorry—" Camile weakly smiled. Envy only blinked.

"Anyway," Camile continued. "They weren't any military I think we are used to seeing anywhere…"

"Who did this to you? The soldiers?" Envy hissed demandingly. There was only a very tiny lace of worry in his voice, only if you paid close attention.

Camile nodded. "T…they…" That's when the world went black. Camile leaned all the way back so that her back and head were now on the ground and relaxed her legs, she couldn't feel anything anymore.

"C-Camile?" Envy sputtered, trying not to let himself get too worried.

Bella promptly placed two fingers on Camile's neck. There was still a pulse, she only fainted.

Bella's eyes widened. "She's lost a lot of blood. We need to go back now."

"Them…" Envy said, getting up from the ground and facing the gaping direction that Camile came from.

"Envy?" Ed asked suddenly. If Envy was pissed or dangerous before, now he was completely psychopathic.

"They will pay…" and with that Envy was gone.

A/N: WOO! REVENGE! YEAH! :D You didn't actually believe he'd let some lame soldiers go and shoot his lady friend did ya? Well, he finally used her name. For once. That's a start.

Chapter 11 will be a little shorter, which is good because I am sick right now D: and I hope it won't get in the way. But if I do get sick enough to miss school (which is hard to do, I hardly ever get sick), I'll sneak on to write something. ;) Bye bye and leave some R&R loves~!