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Note: Yawn. . .So. . .sleepy, but here I am...I swear, ever since I've left the land of pocky and hot men, I've lost sleep. I miss it, but they threw me out for hogging all the men, not the food surprisingly. Well, here's the next chapter! I hope it's to your liking, and plot fulfilling! Thank you Sorul for respecting my wishes and I didn't say, what was it, octals, I said it right this time! OPTICS! I'll be answering reviews at the end like I did last time, because you people actually read them and responded! I love you all! -Blows hearts at all of you like Rock Lee-
Chapter Six : Broken Silence
A whole day had passed before they reached the new location of the Ishbal people, which would become their old home according to the mission objective. Throughout that time, Edward had remained asleep, thought as a good thing in Roy's opinion, because the older man was unaware as to how to react towards him if he were to awaken. It was only until the train came to a complete halt that the blonde even attempted to open his tired eyes, wiping away the drool that had escaped the corner of his mouth.
"A-Are we there?" Edward asked, his voice raspy and filled with his exhaustion.
Mustang cleared his throat, finding his voice, and stated,"Yes, we are. Now if you wouldn't mind, you might want to wake yourself up a bit before we head on out there. I don't want to deal with a sleepy child whilst on this mission!" His voice was cold and flat, having returned his speech to that worthy of a Colonel.
The blonde glared at the man sitting across from him and muttered out of spite, rubbing his eyes and grasping his suitcase,"I'm not a kid...Bastard."
The dark haired man pretended not to hear the comment, getting to his feet, and quickly led the way out of the train, unconsciously blocking crowding people from squishing the blonde that followed him desperately. As their boots made contact with the ground, they were met with a abnormally casual scene; people walking about the streets with slight signs of peace in their expressions, small children pulling at the coats of their parents and asking for an item they were pointing at with their tiny fingers, and old men and women conversing in a normal manner. All of it seemed too normal for both the Colonel and the Major.
"Is it just me or does there seem to be nothing wrong here?" Edward asked out of the blue.
Roy sighed, his face expressing his heavy concern,"All because it looks alright does not mean that what you see is true. Haven't you ever heard of the expression "Don't judge a book by its cover"? It's practically second nature for this world. . .You might want to keep that in mind while your working in the future."
"That's never stopped people from mistaking me for a kid before . . . " Edward muttered, crossing his arms and pouting his cheeks, his case dangling from his grip loosely. Something about the way the Colonel said what he did made the blonde think he was referring to his trust in Ryan, which he secretly knew to be wrong, but would never admit it to the man's face.
The two of them ventured further into town, walking past the inhabitants, trying to look as normal as possible, but the taller one of the two was forcing glances in their direction with his military uniform making them stick out like a sore thumb.
I wonder if The Colonel's always this direct? Ed found himself thinking, glancing at the raven haired man, sliding his view to his feet.
Following blindly, the small alchemist began to ponder as to where they were headed, but figured, with the way Mustang was pushing his way through the crowd, that the older man knew where he was going, so he didn't question it. When they came to a sudden halt, Edward ran right into the Colonel's back, throwing his arms to his sides angrily, knees bent, and yelled,"What was that for !"
"Quiet. I'm figuring out where we are." Roy responded flatly, his tone cold and stern.
Full Metal angrily stared at the mans back, waiting for a sign of movement, only to jump when The Colonel turned to face him abruptly, making him fumble with his case. Glaring up at the tall man, he noticing that Roy was silently motioning towards the alley way that was to their left. Peering past the busy people amongst the streets, Ed noticed a group of large men talking, obviously not of the ordinary by the way they were dressed and the how they made Passer Byers quicken their paces. One of them was waving their arms this way and that, hair spiked up in a Mohawk fashion with a large, metal ring hanging for an enlarged earlobe; another one was leaning against the wall of the building that made the alley, on leg bent and his arms crossed(obviously the target of the Mohawk mans ramble), his hair was jet black and long, falling past his shoulder and covering half of his scarred face; there was one other man, cleaning the motorcycle that rested on its kick stand next to the long haired man, who was short and like a child, hair shoved messily into a cap, bangs falling into his face, and ragged clothing.
Drawing his attention from the scene the blonde asked,"Is that them? The ones that are causing this whole mess?"
Roy nodded,"Ah. The one with the scarred face is the leader, but what is he doing out here in daylight? The profile that Central sent me said that it was rare for him to come out during the day. . .Unless - Shit!"
The sudden out burst caught Ed's attention, bringing him to, what he suspected to be, the same conclusion as the Colonel. With Mustang's grip tightly grasped on his wrist, the two of them dashed through the crowd, getting the attention of the men from the alley way, and caused them to start to chase after the two desperately.
"There's the army scum! GET THEM!" yelled the one with the tall hair, pulling a chain from his belt, swinging it violently as he ran through the crowd after Ed and Roy.
"Who could've tipped them off?" Full Metal shouted after Mustang.
"Who knows! This is no time to discuss this!" The Colonel yelled in response, taking a sharp right into what looked like an inn.
The two of them, catching their breath, peered shortly out the door, watching the idiot run right past them and out of sight. Finally able to relax, the blonde slid down the surface of the inn, while Roy just bent forward in attempts to gain his composure faster.
Edward sighed,"Well. . .That definitely qualified as strange. I guess you were right, no matter how much I hate to say it." he stated, keeping his eyes out of the mans view.
Roy let out a breath, imitating a laugh, and responded,"Damn right. . ." his tone soft for the first time that day.
After loitering for who knows how long, the two of them approached the counter and got a room, paying for it through Central's account. When they marched up to the room and stepped inside, Edward was the first to notice the one, that's right, one bed that sat heavily in the room. Mustang seemed to take little mind of it, walking further in and throwing his case off to the side.
Glancing at the blonde Roy said,"Close the door, we need to talk this through."
Doing as he was told, though feeling slightly peeved about it, Ed shut the door behind him and placed his case by a small dresser that sat by the door. Using the edge of the bed as a seat, while Roy merely leaned against a wall, the two of them began to go over their situation.
"We're going to have to find out where their main base of operations is in order to infiltrate it, but first we should concentrate on the problem at hand." The Colonel stated, locking his gaze with the blonde's golden eyes.
"The one who told them we were coming, right?" Ed said, returning the serious expression.
"Exactly. Now, who on earth would know what we were up to and have enough information to give our departure time and estimated arrival?"
"Maybe someone who works with you? One of those soldiers you don't notice much?"
Roy began to rub his temple in his usual fashion,"I'm required to know ever detail of all my employees, though I'm sure you didn't know that. It had to be an outside source that was somehow able to get the information and have leak it to Dante."
Edward thought for a moment, taking in the name Dante as the leader with the scarred face, when an idea came to mind,"What if we were followed? Then, as we got here, whoever it was contacted him and his lackeys and gave away our position?"
"That's plausible. . .Do you remember seeing any shady figures at the station?" The Colonel questioned, thinking on it for himself.
"Hmm. Not that I could think of. I couldn't truthfully say I was paying much attention." The blonde responded, his head sinking and obvious embarrassment in his tone.
It felt hopeless, neither of them could think of anything that would give them answers to any of their questions, and that was making both of them feel irritated. Edward slung his small body back onto the bed, catching the Colonel's eye, the man's piercing gaze entrapped on the boy's attractive midriff. With much effort, Mustang tore his eyes from the blonde, feeling childish for such behavior, and walked over to his suitcase, pulled out an outfit, and walked into the bathroom. Full Metal was fully aware of the sudden lack of tension in the room and sat up, walked over to the window, and peered out into the town, looking for any signs of a familiar face. His attention was pulled from the streets when he heard the bathroom door creak open, revealing a newly dressed Roy. The older man was wearing a long sleeved, black leather jacket, a shirt just as black lying underneath tightly, and khaki pants resting on his hips comfortable, falling to the middle of the surface of his shoes(Or socks at that point, they are inside after all). A Light crimson color found its way to Edwards cheeks, causing the boy to face his body away from Mustang, in hopes he was not caught staring.
"Are you hungry?" The Colonel's deep voice asked, his eyes fixated on the blonde.
"Y-Your kidding right? I'm starving!" Ed replied, sounding as calm as possible to hide his embarrassment."But how are we going to go eat? They've already seen us, and I don't have anything to change into. . ."
Full Metal was interrupted by a wad of clothing thrown in his direction, landing on his head and covering his face completely."Wha-"
"Wear those. They might be a bit big considering their mine, but I'm sure you can fit into it somehow." Mustang stated, cuffing up his sleeves and stepping out of the way of the bathroom, allowing Ed passage.
After what seemed like an eternity, the blonde boy slowly stepped out of room, blushing horribly at the fact that he looked so small in the clothes he was wearing; a short sleeved gray shirt, with black sleeves protruding from the gray ones, tucked into black jeans, sagging massively at the ends, nearly making the boy trip.
The Colonel felt an urge to laugh at the sight, but held it back out of pity, after all, Ed's short stature is what made him cute. Without even giving the fact that he had just called the blonde cute a second thought, he lifted the small alchemist onto the bed and began to work on the pant legs, rolling them up in a fashionable way. Edward's heart was racing tremendously, causing a surge of anxiety to flow through his body. After the way the day had started between the two, Ed felt that Roy's sudden change in behavior was kinda odd.
"C-Colonel?" The blonde called nervously.
"Yes?" Mustang responded, keep his eyes on his "project".
Edward thought quickly as to what he wanted to say, stumbling with his words,"I-I. . .Um. . .I'm sorry..."
The sudden outburst of apology forced the man to look up,"Excuse me? What are you sorry for?"
"I just-" The blonde was trying his best to keep from looking into the Colonel's eyes,"-I shouldn't of had said those things about your brother. I probably brought you bad memories and I didn't mean to. . .Your right, Ryan Stratus and your brother are different people. There's no way he could be alive without successfully transmutating a human-" Edward paused when he felt the Colonel stand, no longer able to keep his eyes off the tall figure.
"Your wrong. There is a way." Roy said sternly, having thought over the solution numerous times while on the train.
Full Metal felt a pang of guilt in his stomach, accusing himself of starting up a subject that he probably shouldn't have."W-What do you mean?" he pressed on, despite his own wishes.
At that, Mustang locked his gaze with Ed's golden optics, knowing very well that the blonde wasn't comfortable with it."About a month ago, with the appearance of artificial beings coming about Central, the same time we found Scar, we learned how these "Humunculus", as they are better referred to as, are made. It's a sickening process really, but somehow these creatures found a way to became animated."
Edward watched the Colonel as he began to pace across the room, feeling reluctant as to whether or not he really wanted to know the answer."W-What is it? How are they created?"
Roy stopped dead in his tracks and stared out the room window, his brows curving downward in an angry way,"They are brought into this world through attempts at Human Transmutation, and reassemble their bodies through the process of eating red stones."
The blonde's body began to shake, making him clench his stomach tightly with an expression of pain and anger."S-So. . .Your saying that you tried to transmute your brother back to life?" he asked, leaving the questions about the results of his and his brothers attempt at bringing back their mom out.
"It wasn't me. . ." Roy responded, surprising Edward with the tone of depression that filled his voice."It was my mother."
Full Metal jerked his head in the Colonel's direction, his eyes wide and filled with shock, also taking in account the sad way Mustang was expressing himself."W-What happened to her . . ?" He asked despite how much he dreaded the answer.
Roy let his gaze fall to the wooden floor, tears threatening to escape his dry eyes,"She lost her soul in the process, along with random portions of her body, leaving her as an empty shell, a broken empty shell." Shutting his eyes tightly in order to prevent expressing himself fully infront of the boy, he walked over to the bedside that Edward didn't occupy and took a seat.
The news was definitely devastating for Ed, but somehow his urge to see Roy back to his normal self became his most concentrated concern. Reaching out a small hand, he lightly placed it on the older mans back and patted him gently, whispering,"I'm sorry. . .I made you remember things you were trying to forget again. I'm sor-"
The blonde was cut off when The Colonel's body was suddenly closely against his, the older man's arms wrapped around the boys form tightly as if he'd disappear if he let go.
"C-Colonel?" Edward questioned, before resting himself against the large body that held him dearly
This is different, much different then the way Ryan handled me. . .Maybe this is ok? Ed thought tenderly, his inner tone uncertain but definite.
What was in reality only minutes, seemed like hours between the two embracing each other, until the dream was broken by Mustang.
"I'm sorry. . .I shouldn't of done that." He said flatly, standing up with his back facing Full Metal.
Edward felt panic strike him, but wasn't sure why,"D-Don't be sorry! I-" The blonde got to his feet as well and faced the man's tall back,"-I didn't mind! It was all just so sudden, so. . .so" The boy walked to the door and forced it open, revealing the outer contents."So, let's get something to eat already!" He said happily, grinning widely in hopes to comfort The Colonel.
Mustang felt relieved that the blonde hadn't run out on him, also feeling guilty for reasons he wasn't sure of, but he knew it had to do with his discovery of Ryan's actions on the train. He sighed and walked passed Full Metal, waiting for the boy to shut the door, and led the way to the streets. Walking amongst the people of the town forced a feeling of relaxation on the two men, allowing them, if only for that moment, a time of peace. Edward had spotted a small Café and dragged the commanding officer inside, throwing both of them into a booth that was covered in handmade quilts.
The day from that point on seemed to pass peacefully, no complications at all, that was until the Colonel felt that he couldn't contain it any longer and spat.,"W-What is it that really happened that night I found you? I know I told you to talk to me about it when you feel ready, but something happened and I need to know. . ."
Edward chocked on his lemonade, throwing a fist against his chest,"Your asking me now? In such a calm place? I couldn't say it here-" he said, sounding angry and saddened at the same time.
"Is it really that bad? What did Ryan do to you-"
"WHOA! Who said anything about Ryan?" Ed interrupted, slamming a fist on the table, his body shaking tremendously.
Roy slapped his forehead, having not meant to let such information slip, but continued anyways,"You did. . .While you were asleep on the train. Unless I heard you wrong?" his tone expressed concern, but mostly curiosity, making the blonde mad.
"I-It's a lie! I must of been having a nightmare! IT WAS NOTHING!" Edward yelled, causing the entire Café to look at him and Roy as he dashed out of the place, feeling confused.
The Colonel got out of the booth, quickly pulled out a 20 dollar bill, throwing it on the table, and ran after Ed, beating himself up inwardly for ever even mentioning it. Though, by the boys reaction to it all, he had no doubts that he was not mistaken.
That bastard must have done something to Full Metal. . .I just hope what I think it is. . .is wrong! He thought, pushing passed random people on the streets with the blonde finally in his sights.
Edward had no idea where he'd go, but he knew it had to be somewhere where he could think things through."H-How could he ask me that? Does he already know and is just trying to piss me off!" he yelled at himself, losing track of where he was going and ran right into a large man.
When he began to apologize to the man, he looked up at the form and felt his heart stop."D-Dante. . ." he muttered, causing a wicked grin to escape the man's lips.
"Looks like I can call off the search. You just made my job a million times easier!" Dante laughed, lifting the small alchemist by the collar and forcing him off his feet. Edward grabbed on tightly to the man's large hand, applying pressure in attempts to keep himself from suffocating.
At that point, The Colonel had finally caught up, taken back by the scene that laid before him.
"AH! The Fire Alchemist. . .Roy Mustang right? I've heard a great deal about you!" Dante spat, tossing the blonde off to the side as if he lost interest.
"Well then you'd know that I'm a force to be reckoned with. Stand back Major!" Mustang yelled after Edward, pulling his white gloves from his pocket and slipping them on his hands gracefully.
Full Metal began to back away, knowing very well what Roy was up to, having battled him for himself one point, but suddenly felt angry."I can take care of him Colonel! I'm not weak!" He yelled, feeling himself fluster.
Roy clenched his fists, having felt that something like this was going to happen,"I'm not saying your weak! I just want to get this over with!"
"I can get rid of him just as fast as you can!" Edward argued, slapping his hands together and swiping a palm against his automail arm.
"Oh? The small one is an Alchemist too? Interesting. . ." Dante stated, lifting a hand to his chin to show intrigue.
"WHO ARE YOU CALLING A NEEDLE SO SMALL YOU WOULDN'T EVEN NOTICE IT IF IT WAS STABBED INTO YOUR EYE!" Edward yelled, a vein emerging from the corner of his face.
Mustang wasn't sure whether to take Full Metal seriously or not at that point, noticing the laughter that came from Dante's voice.
"I've never been so amused! Two Alchemists fighting over me! I don't know if I should feel honored or insulted!" The deep tone in Dante's voice made his statement sound like a threat, despite his laughter.
It was then that Dante pulled out a large block of metal, scribbled a transmutation circle, and slammed a fist on the surface, fusing the metal with his arm to form a cannon, pointing it at Edward.
"Let's get down to business shall we?" Dante mused, shaking his cannon arm alarmingly.
Mustang felt frustrated, knowing very well that this wouldn't have happened if Full Metal would've just shut up and listened to him, but it was too late for that. Just as he was about to snap his finger, he watched Edward fly into the air, land on Dante's arm, and bring his automail knife to the man's throat.
"Business right?" Edward cooed, smirking to himself.
The giant of a man glanced at the blonde, having made no effort to shoot the brat out of the sky, grinning in a vicious manner."You're a bold one, you are, but also one to jump the gun!"
Edward blinked, feeling the metal spark underneath him."Shit!" he cursed, jumping off just as the man's cannon blew up, sending him flying in Roy's direction and skid past him.
The Colonel felt slightly relieved that he hadn't set the man's arm on fire, knowing very well that just would've endangered the surrounding people. Glancing at the blonde, watching Ed stand on his feet, wobbling slightly, he asked,"Can't you just take orders for once? Now, I have an idea, but your going to have to actually listen to me!"
Full Metal glared up into Roy's dark eyes, taking in the serious expression that reflected off them, and nodded,"What are you planning to do?" He asked back, watching the other man intently, wiping a small trail of blood from the corner of his mouth.
"Just follow me!" Mustang demanded, dashing into an alley way, startling the blonde as he chased after him desperately.
What a plan! Run off and don't explain what your up to, leaving me clueless and feeling stupid! I love it! Edward thought sarcastically, bitting his lower lip in order to keep himself from shouting his thoughts.
As they took some sharp turns, the two of them eventually found themselves in an open field, desert-like in it's features. Without any time to spare, Dante came crashing through a nearby building, laughing psychotically, and caught sight of the two of them, stopping in his tracks to take in the surrounding.
"Aww. . .How noble of you Colonel! You led me out here to keep the citizens out of harms way, huh? Very sincere, very sincere!" Dante breathed, a large smile plastered to his face.
Roy smirked, watching intensely as the large man walked closer towards them, taking place with the building he smashed through to his left. Pushing Edward behind him, Mustang snapped his fingers and sent a hurricane of fire at Dante, covering the man from head to toe in the hot substance. The blonde's golden eyes watched, the hypnotic flicker of flames keeping his eyes on the scene despite it's grotesque nature.
Dante laughed even louder then he had previously,"HOT! SO HOT! I LOVE IT! MORE MORE! I WANT MORE!" he spat, his voice dripping with sarcasm and desire.
The Major and Colonel watched in horror, absolutely mortified at the way Dante was reacting to his burning flesh.
"H-How can he-" Edward began, unable to take his gaze from the large amount of fire.
Mustang cut him off, facing his back to Dante, and covered Ed's eyes since he knew the blonde was unable to do it himself. "Some people just can. That's how my brother was. . .Reacting to pain as if he were being rewarded, laughing to himself and everything. I still don't understand how mother could appoint him as her favorite, the women was sick, but then again, I suppose my brother and I are as well?" Roy responded, his voice barely a whisper. Edward didn't say anything, the image of melting flesh and the sound of sick laughter still floating through his mind as they walked away.
It was 10:25pm by the time they returned to their apartment, having taken as long as they wanted along the way. The room, as they entered, seemed cold and distant, especially between the two people that were staying there. Neither of them had spoken to the other, leaving a heavy atmosphere to fill the space that distanced them.
Edward broke the silence,"I suppose that takes care of the problem. . .Now we have to relocate the Ishbal people. Can't say that I blame them, I wouldn't want a mound of flesh and bones in my back yard either. . .It'd remind me too much of my mother the day Al and I transmutated her."
The Colonel gazed at Full Metal, feeling a surge of guilt fill the pit of his stomach, though saying rather coldly,"I should've never invited you along on this mission. I didn't know you'd react this way, having killed plenty of people on your other jobs. Seeing that-"
"Seeing that is only going to strengthen my mind! I'm a State Alchemist, just like you, I should be able to handle this! I-I should. . ." Edward interrupted, wiping his eyes roughly with one arm."It just brought back bad memories alright? They way he looked, all melted, and the fire...It's just too familiar, so don't go making it sound like I can't take this! I CAN! I'M NOT WEAK REMEMBER?" He screamed, hot tears flowing from his eyes, his brows curved downward angrily.
Before Mustang could reply, the small alchemist shot from his place and bursted out the door, slamming it behind him. Edward stormed from the building and into the now empty streets of the town, giving a mysterious, yet serene feel. Staring up at the sky he watched the stars dance amongst the darkness, some twinkling more then others. A weak lighted one caught his attention, bringing him to his thoughts.
Is that what I am? A faint star aside brightly burning ones? I guess I really am. . .Clinging to memories I wish to forget, but feel that if I do I might loose a part of myself that I need. What could I possibly need the memories of that night for? Al losing his body, having my arm and leg taken from me, and the sight of mother. . .That monster. . .All it's done for me is bring me weakness in battle! I DON'T WANT THEM!
The blonde threw his hands to his head, covering his ears as if to block out the reoccurring images from his past from entering his mind, with no such luck. Curling into a ball, Edward leaned against a stand that sat, empty, off to the side of the street, and stared at his boots, his expression blank.
"Is something bothering you . . . My pet?" Asked a cold, malicious voice from behind the boy.
Full Metal jumped, searching for the owner of the voice, only to find the person he wanted to see the least."R-Ryan. . .Why are you here?" He asked, his voice shaking, but surprisingly confident.
The taller man smirked, his smile that of a foxes,"I am only here to finish some business, but it seems that my employer is dead, and in such a beautiful display!" he responded, sending chills up the blondes spine.
Edward's golden eyes widened in fear,"Y-You mean. . .You were working for Dante?" he asked, already aware of the answer,"Why? What are you gaining from all of this?" he pressed on, gaining volume in his tone.
The raven haired man leaned forward, bringing his face scarcely close to Ed's,"These my pet-" At that point he pulled out a white sack, opening the top to reveal the contents.
"R-Red stones? What are you-" Ed began, stopping himself when the conversation between him and Roy emerged in his mind."That's right. . ."
"Oh? Have you found me out?" Ryan asked sheepishly, straightening his back and smiling playfully,"Who ratted me out? My brother, Roy Mustang? Yes, I know you know him. I mean, you ruined my fun the other night just by saying his name, and then I find out he's your boss. Do you two have a thing going or something, because it's not romantic to say someone else's name when your in another's company!" His tone was sarcastic and pained, though Edward was 100percent sure it was only an act.
"T-The Colonel and I are not involved! I. . .I was just-" The blonde studdered nervously, averting his gaze from Ryan's piercing pools.
"Just what? N-o-t-h-i-n–g right? Well, then I guess you should have no objections as to me doing, let say, this-" Ryan swooped down and brushed his lips against the blondes, leaving Edward confused and immediately angered.
Pushing the other man off of him, Edward stumbled and fell on his behind, scooting his body back as far as he could."H-How dare you! After what you did you'd think I-I'd fall at your feet? FUCK YOU!" he screamed, wiping his mouth as roughly as he could, causing his mouth to bleed.
Ryan licked his lips,"You tasted so good. . .I would hate to pass up on another opportunity to feel your soft skin underneath me." he said sadistically, rubbing a hand against his cheek as if to remember the feeling.
Edward found his bearings and got to his feet, pushing himself forward in a frightful dash. What's wrong with me? Why can't I just kick his ass and be over with it? Am I afraid of him? HOW CAN I BE THIS WEAK? He thought intently, feeling a shock flow throughout him and stop his body from any further movement.
"W-What the?"
"Do you remember our first night together? That lovely mark I left on your body through my teeth? Haven't looked at it lately have you? I guess you wouldn't, not even after you found out that I was a Humunculus. Things like that seem to slip the mind of a mere human. . .It's quite sad, that you wouldn't remember my gift, oh well." Ryan cooed, walking closer to the boy's small form, pulling back the collar of his shirt to reveal the serpent mark, exposing its different color; a beautiful blue-ish black.
"I'm of a new breed, one that has a different type of molecular abnormality. The ones that you know are the physically changing types, I alone hold a change from the inside, holding venom that I can control at a whim. It's quite interesting really! As a scientist you'd understand what I'm talking about, but even if you can't, I'm sure you can guess by the way I have control over your small, delicious body." Ryan stopped, only feet away, and sneered as if to goad the blonde on.
Edward managed to face his form in Ryan's direction, having lost complete control over his voice, and mouthed,"You bastard!"
Reaching out a hand and cupping Ed's chin in his fingers, he whispered,"This time I will not allow you to escape so easily."
Without the ability to scream, Edward found himself trying to pull away as best as he could from the man's grasp, pain surging through his veins.
Just as Ryan was about to scoop the boy into his arms and run off, a deep, threatening voice demanded from behind,"LET HIM GO!"
Spinning on his heels, biting his lip, Ryan whined,"Damn. . .Just when I was about to have a nice meal? Don't tell me you're here to play the hero, because from what I hear you really have no use for my pet here, or am I mistaken?" He asked, acting as if he were superior.
Roy was furious, staring into the eyes of the brother he had hated for the longest time for the second time in his life, having thought he was rid of him."So Tobias, we see each other again? Only this time around your more of a monster inside and out." Mustang said indignantly, his expression filled with loath.
"Well. . .I have no complaints! You never liked me when I was alive, why should I care when I'm the way I am now?" Tobias(Ryan) shrugged, letting out a laugh that sounded astatic,"Would ya look at that? I even have my memories from when I was human! Clear and perfectly viewed like a movie! I have to be the best Humunculus there is!" He mused, patting himself on the back, only making the Colonel's rage raise, if that was possible.
The two brothers stared at each other, silence finally befalling either of them as the wind blew greatly. Edward was released from his bindings with Tobias's lack of attention, and ran off to Roy's form, surprisingly grasping the mans arm, fear making his body shake badly. Tobias, for the first time, showed a hint of agitation, having lost his pet, and pointed a threatening finger.
"I won't let you take him from me! Give him back!" He yelled, anger filling his expression.
Edward glanced at Roy as if to say "It's not worth it", but was merely pushed to the side. Mustang knew that he had an opportunity before him, and he wasn't about to let it slip from his hands.
Smirking to himself, Roy shouted,"If you can get him from me, you can have him! That is. . .if you can! Let's finish this . . . Tobias Mustang!"
After Talk!
I feel like I just transformed this story into an old wild west movie. -Watches John Wane come out of no where and fire a short- Right. . .Like that. I've lost too much sleep over this fic and now I'm hallucinating. . . .Cool! Anywho, cheesey ending huh? I thought it'd be a good place to end this long ass chappy. Ryan's real name is revealed; Tobias, Tobias Mustang! Sounds cool if you ask me but the guy's still a mommy f----er! I hope you all like this chappy and the speed at which I posted it, losing hours of sleep for you people. . .Mataku. OH! That remind me!
When Roy said: "Ah. The one with the scarred face is the leader, but what is he doing out here in daylight? . . .Blah blah blah. . ." The first word "Ah" is like the Japanese "Ya". You who watch anime in it's original format should understand what I'm talking about. I thought it suited him so I used it! I hope that clears up anything for those of you who were confused? The next chappy might take sometime because I've been lacking on my Naruto Fic to provide for this one and I think I've tortured my fans for that story enough. The next chappy will be posted as soon as possible so look forward to it ok?
Kyuubi-chan's Review Reply!
Shinigami Akumu: -Puts those shock paddle thingy's from the hospital to your head- CLEAR! -Restarts your brain but fries your hair- Heh-heh. . .Equaviliant Exchange right? I have plent of wigs! -Holds up a long black wig, watches a vein explode from your face, and begins to run for her life- AAH! She stole my spork!(Refer to the note at the top to get it) Lol, stupid fun is so . . . Uh. . .FUN! This chapter kind explains what you were going into, plus Lust and Greed are already taken in this story's setting. You're right though, Lust would make since, and Greed to, which I exampled in this chapter? Ow. . .Now my brain hurts. . .
Sorul: YES! I am pretty damn proud! lol, thanks for reading Nee-san! Love ya! Optics. . .I love that word now thanks to you! O.O
kat: YAY! I'm glad you like the plot and will stick with this story, that makes me really happy! -Does the "happy that kat will continue to read" dance around her computer desk-
Eyes-of-Truth: Your kind, you really are, but I have to be cruel to myself. . .If you read my profile it discloses my Alchemist Title, which is The Cruel Alchemist. It only makes sence? Plus if I beat myself up I can only get better! Though. . .I hurt for awhile after the continuous punches to the face and kicks in the shin, smashing of toes and fingers, along with the torture of living with a younger sibling. Wait, that last one wasn't by choice...DAMN! -looks at her reviews in My Little Fox and see's your name- I can't believe I only noticed that now, thanks for reading it! Have you wanted to kill me yet with the cliffhanger I left you on in that story?
br14nn4: I was kicked out of the land of Bishi's and snacks. . .but maybe you can smuggle me in? -Dressess as a box of Pocky- Delivery for br14nn4! Lol. Just kidding! Hee-hee, I'll never say what Winry and Al were talking about! I'll take it to the grave! That is unless I feel like it at some random point? I didn't expect anyone to like the last chappy, but you and the rest of these people did, I'm surprised! Thanks for reading!
Dark Fairy Of Doom: I don't think I've seen you here before, Irashai! Yoroshiku onegai shimasu! I figured since you were speaking Japanese I'd do the same! It's so fun! Thanks for reviewing and I hope you continue to read! Ja ne!
Fading Wind: I was surprised you came from Hong Kong because of how well you speak English, or type it I guess I could say since I can't hear you. . .Or can I? Hmm. . .that'd be weird! I have a question for you! Because you live in Hong Kong, does that mean your Chinese(Or Asia in general) Or are you just an American who was ditched in a foreign country? With that said, Sankyuu for reading and for saying my story is sugoi! I hope it really is worth that title?
God. . .(No, God did not review this story! I'm just complaining!) This chappy is long! L'Arc-en-Ciel as my muse sure gets me far. Last time I had Sowel as a a muse, she and I don't mix well, which is why I don't use her much, or at all for that matter. . .Asian Kung-Foo Generation makes a REALLY good muse, along with NANA, Prono Graffiti, Cool Joke, and UVERworld! There's a BLEACH BG song that I listen to when I write the sad parts, it's called "Never Meant To Belong", Sorul, you know what I'm talking about! It's a real tear jerker, well, unless your me then you just stare at the screen blankly and wish you could play the violin like the person from the song. Heh, well, that ends this chappy! SEE YOU ALL NEXT TIME. . .I hope!