Her face, her voice, her laugh; why do they stay imbedded in my mind? Why can't I just forget about her? Why can't I just forget my failure to protect her? And why did she have to die? Was it inevitable? No matter how hard I try, would she die a different death? Will my attempts be in vain if I could just repeat history? Now I see why Ed and Al wanted to bring their mom back from the dead. You always have an emptiness in your heart, like something was ripped out and it's gushing blood inside.
Sitting on the bed in the hotel, I hug my knees to my chest; watching Ed toss and turn in his own bed. I've already had my share of nightmares for the night. One of them was the one I had when I first slept in a real bed here. But Nina and Alexander were in the group of burned people. And they both ripped my heart out and took a bite. I shiver at the thought as Ed suddenly sits up in bed gasping.
"Brother, are you alright?" Al asks as Ed turns to him, still startled by his dream, "you were dreaming." I look up glumly at him as he puts his head to his automail knee; then look away. I know what he's dreaming about, although there might be some modifications. Sighing deeply, I lean my head back onto the wall. What could I have done differently? Maybe I could've gone with her and made sure she get to her grandparents house safely? Maybe I could've protected her in the crash if I was just with her.
Why couldn't I just die in her place?!
I sat with the Elrics on the fountain in the rain. I used to love the rain. How warm the water can be, cleansing the earth, the smell. But now whenever I think about it, I'll always remember Nina. How it was the rains fault for making her car slide and crash. How she died in the rain. Every drop that hits my face is another stab of remembrance of the happy little girl with no care in the world full of pain and despair. Why couldn't I save just one little girl! Bringing my knees up to my chest, I felt the tears start to form in my eyes.
"...I'm such a hopeless idiot. All this time and I haven't grown up one bit. Thought maybe the rain could wash away some of this gloom that's following me. But every drop that hits my face is even more depressing." Ed says, his head bowed looking towards the ground. I look up at him and Al, letting a tear slip. Is Al going to talk about his body? Or is he going to say something different before- Suddenly remembering, I jump to my feet and look around. Ed and Al flinch at my sudden movement.
"What is it Bree?" Al asks. He's a yard or so from my left and getting closer. That yellow jacket, dark skin, blue light crackling from his right arm; crap!
"We gotta get out of here!" I urgently say as the ground starts to break up beneath me. The clock behind us dings. Grabbing me by my tank top, Ed pulls me out and we both fall to the ground on our butts. Ed claps his hands and transmutes Scar inside of a box.
"What the hell is going on here?!" Ed exclaims sitting beside me. I start shaking as Scar blows the box up and calmly walks towards us. He glares at us through his glasses and we freeze. I know that he's not gonna kill us, but still he looks pretty freaky at the moment. My mind screams at me to move, but I'm frozen by his glare just like Ed. We have to move, but I can't will my body to carry out the action.
"Let's go guys! Run for it!" Ed yells as he pulls me up, scrambling away from the psycho murderer. We run to the stairs and start descending but Scar blows up the concrete above our heads and jumps down. I stop behind the two brothers, knowing what he's going to do next.
"No you don't," Scar growls, flexing his hand to create blue sparks. The ground beneath us crumbles as I grab the guard rail and Al's hand. I tense my body as I feel the full extent of Al's weight. My god, he was heavier than I expected.
"Gotcha!" Al says as he grabs Ed by his leg. Groaning, I try to pull them; using my footing on the ledge for some leverage. My arms shake from the sheer weight of him and I think I can't hold on for that much longer. Struggling to hoist them up, Scar just has to go and blow up the rest of the stairs. We scream as the ground rushes up to us. My back hits the ground beside Al, bouncing up a little as I did. In a daze, I didn't have time to react as Ed propels us forward with the ground. Al grabs my leg just in time and I'm flying in the wind like a freaking flag.
Scar blows our ride up too.
I tumble to the ground as Ed and Al get the footing and skid down the road, looking like they were skiing…sort of. I come to a stop finally, lying on my stomach. Looking up, I find Scar running past me and down the street. Are you kidding me! They just left me to the mercy of a killer! And I thought they were supposed to be watching me or something! Scrambling to my feet, I follow Scar to the best of my ability. He was darting around corners, and it took all I had to turn in time and still keep up.
I finally lost him though, looking around frantically to see anything that might show a sign of a mass murderer. Faces of people blur in my vision, looking at me in perplexity. I stop in the middle of the street, whipping my head around looking for them as wet strands of hair cling to my face. Where are they? Where?! I have to find them! What if they are already dead?! I grab my head, digging my fingers into my hair. No, they can't be. They don't die or anything. But they're pretty damn close too.
An explosion behind me sends a cloud of dust and rubble in the air. People on the street scream in surprise and scramble in the opposite direction, trying to get as far away as possible.
"Aha!" I yell and point at the dust as I head towards the source. I shove past terrified pedestrians, almost falling from some of them waving their arms around while screaming their heads off. In a few seconds, I was running though empty streets and alleyways faster than shoving your way through.
A few minutes later after turning down multiple streets, I see Ed in the street; Scar looming over him as Al screams for him. The ground's littered with automail parts from Ed's arm. Where are the MPs?! Shouldn't they be here by now in a blockade or something? Then maybe Ed's seriously going to die! No way am I letting that happen! I close in as Scar reaches out to blow Ed's brains out. My heart beats faster and faster as I start to hyperventilate at the sheer thought of someone else dying when I could do something about it.
"EDWARD!" I scream as I slam against Scar, knocking us both over to the ground. Scuttling to my feet, I look up to see Scar on the ground. My legs shake from the adrenalin coursing thought my body. Or was that the stone? Either way, I didn't care. "I did it?" I say, "I really did it!" Smiling, I look down on Ed, who still was lying on his side not noticing what happened.
"Hey Ed! Get your sorry butt off the ground and run!" I yell at him. Seeing movement in my peripheral vision, I stupidly turn my head towards the source. That's when Scar slugs me in the jaw. I roll on the ground, hitting the wall hard with the back of my head. Groaning, I open my eye's to see Scar walking towards me. The wall to my back, I look up to him in horror as Scar approaches me. I feel a surge of energy from my body, figuring that it's from the stone. His hand blazing with blue sparks, I turn my head to the side and close my eyes, waiting for either my brains to be blown out; or for me to vaporize Scar on the spot.
"BREE!" Ed and Al scream, coming out of their dazes from me randomly arriving at the scene.
A gun goes off to our left, and Mustang finally shows his butt up in here! About time! The energy gathering up inside me seems to blow out, like a big sigh of frustration. With Scar distracted by the police, I scramble to the alleyway. Al, half of his side gone, watches Mustang get owned by Hawkeye.
"Al?" I kneel down next to him and put my hand on his shoulder, "are you ok?"
"Yeah, are you?" I nod my head as he looks up at me.
"Don't worry. I'm fine." I reassure him, although still shaking like a freaking Chihuahua.
"Thank you." Al says as I cock my head to the side, confused by his statement. "For saving my brother."
"Oh," I smile embarrassed, "It was really lucky that I actually did something. So um, do you want to lean on the wall or something? It's probably uncomfortable lying down like that." He nods his head and I try my best to drag him over to the wall. It was only a couple of feet, not too bad right? Wrong! I don't have that much muscle! It was more Al dragging himself over than me helping him. Looking back up, I find Armstrong taking a swing down at Scar.
"You must be quick to avoid my fist! Not bad, not bad at all," Armstrong booms, "You said you were going to destroy us all, in that cause why don't you start by defeating me. WE'LL SEE HOW YOU BETTER AGAINST THE STRONG ARM ALCHEMIST; ALEX LOUIS ARMSTRONG!" He thunders dramatically.
"Yet another State Alchemist. God is putting them in my path for me." Scar says, but mostly to himself. I sit cross legged in front of Al, watching the fight occur.
"Where's the popcorn?" I tilt my head slightly to the side and ask. I mean come on; this is an awesome fight to watch.
"At a time like this?" Al exclaims, surprised by my question.
"It's a good fight! Both are almost equally matched! Anyway, aren't you wondering who Scar is and why he's killing Alchemist?" Hearing Armstrong yelling something about alchemy, I look up at him to see him shirtless. I roll my eyes; typical Armstrong.
"Well, all of us are."
"Yeah, and I think I figured it out. Dark skin, hiding behind glasses, killing State Alchemist…" I wave my hand on as Scar get's cornered, having Riza shoot at him and graze him on the head. Revealing his eyes, everyone gasp exclaiming 'an Ishbalan!' I point at Scar as if an emphasis to as I'm right.
"Perhaps there are too many of them…" Scar mutters under his breath and blows the ground up. Squeaking, I crawl behind Al and kinda lean into the hole in his side, seeing the explosion coming into the alleyway. Peeking my head around Al to see if the dust has cleared, I stand up fully and watch Ed run over.
"Al! Al are you ok?!" Ed exclaims, kneeling in front of him as I start to back away slowly.. I really didn't want to get in the middle of this, and I know that punching will be part of the argument. After a moment, Al slugs Ed in the face. Al lifts Ed by his shirt and I start silently snickering as Al's arm falls to the ground.
"Oh great! Now my arm's come off because my brother is a big fat idiot!" Al exclaims in anger, waving his other arm around. Ed lets his head drop as he gives a short chuckle.
"We really are falling apart, aren't we brother? We look like we belong in a junk yard." Ed says.
"But we're still alive." Al says.
"Hm, we are." I smile at both of them as I watch from the side lines as Hawkeye, Armstrong, and Havoc check to make sure they were all ok.
Living is a great thing. Even if you have to bear with horrible memories of the past. But I guess you could always look to the future for more wonderful memories to come. Even if it might take a while for them to come.
"So Ed, what are you going to do now?" Hughes asks, sitting in one of the few sofa's in Mustang's office. After the attack, everybody regrouped back at Eastern Command Center to discuss the Scar issue. But why am I here? Guess after Ed abandoned me in the street, he's not leaving me out of his sight again. Good thing Mustang hasn't heard about it yet…
"We are going to keep moving. We can't just sit around; not as long as we're alive." Ed says firmly with fire in his golden eyes. Oh my gosh he's so freaking adorable!
"Brother…" Al says. I get a feeling he's smiling while saying this.
"Before we can make a head way on getting your body back, we got to get my arm back to normal. After all, I'm the only one who knows how to bond your soul to the armor." Al nods his head at this. "So we've got no choice. It's been a long time! We need to pay a visit to our mechanic." So that means that I'm going to meet Winry and Granny Pinako? Cool! I like Pinako, always have ever since I watch FullMetal Alchemist; Brotherhood and Original! She seems like a cool grandma. Spunky with a good taste in humor.
But Winry, not so much… She always seems whiny and wants to pry into everything with everyone's lives. I do think that her mind set is in the right place. And I do like it when she throws her wrench at Ed. Guess she's not that bad.
"So, does that mean I'm coming with you guys?" I turn to Ed to my left.
"I guess so…" He looks to Mustang for confirmation. He nods his head with a serious expression on his face.
So I guess we're going to Resembool, home of the Elrics and where it all began.
A/N: hey guys hoped you like this chapter! So happy that i got to write about Scar! it was so much fun and i hope you guys like this chapter as much as i do!
So Resembool is next, yeah! I love the next chapter so watch out!
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