"Are you ok?" Myra asked Drew as she got up from the sewer's ground.
Drew slowly sat up. A trickle of blood ran down the side of his face. "I'm fine." He said.
"No you're not." Myra said. "You're bleeding." She reached her hand to gently touch his face to get a better look at the wound.
Drew's face flushed and he backed up a bit. "I-I'm fine! Don't worry about it." He stuttered. "It's just a scratch." He said confidently.
Myra sighed. "You're lucky the cut isn't deep."
"A-Anyways, we should probably find another way out of here before Envy or Lust finds us." Drew said, standing up.
"Do you think Oscar and Ava made it out alright?" Myra asked, voice filled with concern.
Drew's eyes softened. "I'm sure they did... I just hope Lust and Envy don't get to them."
Myra nodded. She wiped her sweaty palms on her pants, feeling concern and nervousness for all of their safety.
"Let's keep walking until we find another way out." she said.
The two walked through the sewers for a while. Not much conversation was exchanged as it usually would under normal circumstances. Neither were very tired, but this plan can mean life or death for all of them depending on how everything plays out. They were anxious and stressed.
"Another latter." Drew said, a hint of relief in his tone.
Myra and Drew exchanged glances before jogging up to the latter.
Myra went first, pushing the lid off the top and hopping out of the sewer. Drew followed suit.
Myra took in her surroundings. They looked to be in an abandoned factory with not much to look at but old and dusty equipment that looked like it hadn't been used in years. A large window near the ceiling of the factory was the only source of light and told them it was night.
Myra gazed out the window, mesmerized by the stars glistening in the sky.
"It's been a whole year since we've been above ground." Drew whispered, his gaze also lingering on the stars. His gaze then moved to the golden haired girl beside him. Her eyes sparkled in the reflection of the stars and moonlight. Her mesmerized gaze only brought more light to her golden orbs.
"C'mon," Drew urged. "You can see the stars better from outside." He smiled.
Myra looked at him and smiled. "My brothers are out there... somewhere. Probably back in our hometown. Your sister is out there too."
Drew didn't say anything, but instead found it difficult to hold their gaze with an expression that was hard to read.
"Let's go!" Myra said excitedly, slightly tugging on Drew's sleeve to get him to move.
Drew followed, and for a moment, he let his guard drop. They weren't underground anymore, they weren't in any current danger and the atmosphere made both teens feel content... but only for a moment.
A sharp claw extended in between the two causing both teens to jump back to avoid being slashed.
As the claw retracted, their gazes followed it back to see Lust.
"The other two might have managed to give us the slip, but I can assure you that you two won't be so lucky!" Lust yelled in frustration.
Myra tried to stop her shaking hands as she got into a battle ready position. Her feet were damp and cold from the sewer's waters. They were stinging from the icky water making contact with the scars on her feet; scars obtained from brutal training and unpleasant conditions underground. She looked over at Drew who had his teeth grit and fists clenched as he also stood in a battle ready stance. His eyes showed determination on the surface, but Myra saw through him.
They were both scared. And they were so close to being free from the torture they've endured for a whole year.
Seconds later, pieces of chalk were pulled out and alchemy clashed. Swift movements and sharp claws were thrown about.
The battle was short, but to Drew and Myra, it felt like it dragged on for hours.
At one point, Myra lost her small piece of chalk and Drew obtained a slash on his midsection. They felt tired, weak, cold and their limbs ached. A year of torture to the night of their escape; everything has taken a toll on their bodies.
A claw aimed for her legs and Myra just barely jumped to avoid getting caught. She twisted her body in the air to avoid a second claw, but a third smacked her in the head. Myra fell to the ground.
"Myra!" Drew yelled.
Myra moaned through the pain that she currently felt. She tried to open her eyes, but her eyelids felt heavy and her thoughts were fuzzy.
Then suddenly, a sound caused Myra's mind to go blank. Her heart began racing in fear and she forced her eyelids open only to gasp in fear at the sight in front of her. The sound of a weapon spearing through a body and blood falling to the ground was deafening.
Despite the pain in her body, Myra ignored it. She forced herself off the ground in time to catch Drew before his head could hit the concrete floor.
His blood was all over her hands and arms. Myra couldn't stop her shaking as tears quickly formed in her eyes.
"You didn't have to do that!" She yelled. "The four of us were supposed to make it out safely and together!"
Drew placed a hand on top of hers in an attempt to stop her shaking. "You have to live, Myra. For Ava and Oscar. Your brothers too."
"What about you?!" Myra refused to accept what was happening. Lust's claw went right through a vital spot. She knew they couldn't save him. She's seen it before to some of the unfortunate souls who died before they could escape with them. The ones who were never allowed to leave alive.
"You have a little sister back in Dublith! You have to make it back to her! I won't let you abandon her!" Myra knew her words were contradicting what she knew was inevitable, but she didn't care.
"My... there's something I never told you." His voice sounded raspy and strained.
"Why is that important now?!"
"Because... when I was taken by the homonculi... they killed her in order to get to me." Drew coughed up blood before taking a sharp intake of air. "My sister is... dead."
Myra's eyes widened. "W-What?"
"I'm sorry... I could n-never tell y-you—" Drew stopped to cough again.
"Don't talk anymore, you'll hurt yourself further." Myra's eyes were filled to the brim with worry, but Drew forged on.
"I don't have anyone to go back to... but you do. Please," his eyes were begging and its something Myra had never seen in him before. It was odd, really. In the place that they were for a year, Myra has seen everyone at their worst. She's seen them break down and cry. But she always found it strange how she never saw Drew break down, though she secretly knew of the nights that he cried himself to sleep. Physical, mental or emotional. Sometimes the pain was too much.
Tears spilled down his cheeks and Myra's heart couldn't take anymore. "Please," he pleaded. "live."
That was enough to make all of her held back tears finally stream down her face. "And don't cry." He urged, his voice continuously growing weaker and quieter.
His hand reached up shakily, wiping away her tears. Myra caressed his hand, not knowing what else to do.
It was in that moment that Drew's eyes began to close. His hand slipped out of Myra's grasp, leaving a trail of his blood where he had wiped her tears.
"No! Drew! Come on... we were supposed to make it out of here alive!" Myra sobbed. "You were supposed to make it out alive!"
Her chest hurt and nothing else in the world seemed to matter. Nothing could stop the inevitable stream of tears as Myra sobbed. Drew Mendez, one of her best friends, was now dead. He was her rock in all the hard times, and in turn, she was his. Myra's body shook. To her, Drew always seemed... untouchable to something like death. As if nothing in this world could hinder him. He'd always continue living and being him. But now that was no longer possible. Nothing more can be done for Drew. He's dead.
A malicious laughter finally broke Myra out of her daze, causing her to cease her sobbing.
"What a shame," Lust said. "Two escaped and one is dead. But you're still here. I can't let you escape."
Myra gently set Drew's body down, wiping away her tears. She stood up with her bangs creating a shadow over her face, her back facing Lust.
"I don't care anymore..." Myra whispered almost inaudibly.
"What was that?" Lust asked as if Myra had just threatened her.
"I don't care what you do to me anymore!" Myra now yelled, turning around to face Drew's killer. Her harsh tone would've caused any normal person to flinch, but Lust kept an emotionless expression.
"Oh? So you're angry about your friend?" Lust asked, taunting the girl.
Myra narrowed her eyes. Her plan was simple: She was going to defeat Lust, even if she lost her life doing so.
With her chalk long gone, Myra bit her thumb to draw blood for a transmutation circle.
She charged at Lust. An array of long black claws and the blue light from transmutation circles filled the room. Myra was fast and was able to avoid being injured further. She even managed to land a few blows on the homunculus.
Myra didn't process what she was doing. She didn't think about the consequences or the aftermath of the whole ordeal. She didn't think if she'd make it out alive or not. She was merely focused on defeating Lust.
Myra made a move that managed to temporarily trap Lust's claws by the raw materials left in the factory. She drew her blood in one swift movement and was about to end the battle.
Suddenly, something hard made contact with her back, causing Myra to fall to the ground.
Just as swiftly as she fell, she pushed herself back up to counter the next attack from her new opponent.
"You shouldn't count yourself lucky that your friends escaped!" Envy yelled angrily. His face was snarled and filled with frustration. "Because you're gonna pay for it!"
Myra didn't say anything, only narrowed her eyes. With Lust's claws still subdued, she made to launch an attack at Envy.
Myra's movements were suddenly halted as she felt something grab her feet in mid-attack. Her eyes widened in shock when she saw the shadows encasing her feet.
"It's about time." Envy said, dropping his fighting stance. His face adopting a more nonchalant look.
"I was wondering when you'd get here," Lust's smooth voice echoed through the factory as she finally managed to free her claws, "Pride." An ever-growing smile forming on her lips.
"P-Pride?!" Myra was shocked as she traced the shadows around her ankles to its source, but it only led to a dark corner encased by even more shadows. Myra couldn't see his face.
She had never seen Pride before. He was hardly even mentioned.
"What are you planning to do to me?!" Myra asked.
"You'll see." Pride's voice said mockingly. His voice sounded like several people talking at once, making it difficult for Myra to pinpoint only one voice. "It's about time."
"Time for what?" Myra questioned. The silence that followed made Myra uncomfortable and she whipped her head in the direction of Drew's body.
Lust and Envy stood off to the side, but what caught Myra's attention was a shadow slowly moving towards Drew's body.
Myra struggled against the shadows around her feet, but to no avail.
"Don't touch him!" Myra yelled threateningly.
"He was an important friend to you, no?" Pride asked.
Myra only responded by glaring at the large mass of shadows.
"Well in that case..." Pride began.
"Ready when you are, Pride." Envy smirked from the center of the room.
Myra turned to look at him. 'Is that a transmutation circle?!' Her eyes widened in horror.
Lust grabbed Myra just as Pride's shadows released her and threw her in the middle of the circle.
Myra bit her tongue to prevent her crying out when her back made harsh contact with the ground. But she couldn't relax just yet. Just as her back made contact with the ground, Envy jabbed a metal rod into her right shoulder to keep her in place, no doubt from the debris. Myra let out a strangled cry.
"You lost your friend there," Pride said menacingly. "Now you're going to try to bring him back!"
"No!" Came Myra's strained voice. She could feel the warm blood spill onto her arm as she used her left arm to try to remove the rod. Unfortunately, she had little strength left. "Not... human transmutation! I won't do it!" Myra cried.
"I'm afraid you don't have a choice, Myra Elric. You never did."
She couldn't see him, but Pride's voice almost made it sound like he was smiling. She could just imagine the smug looks on Envy and Lust's faces as they watched the whole ordeal.
Myra took one glance at Drew's body behind her, before everything went white.
That's when she met Truth. That's when Truth showed her a taste of knowledge she didn't even think imaginable. That's when Myra paid her toll and her hearing was taken away.
A harsh light shone through her closed eyelids, forcing her to slowly open them. She opened them to be met with a pair of soft chocolate brown eyes belonging to a familiar redhead and a dark haired male seated on her other side. Both wore expressions of deep sadness and concern. But when Myra's eyes opened, they turned into ones with relieved smiles.
Myra's expression lacked any emotion. No emotion was evident on her face nor in her eyes. She felt an immense pain in her heart. She felt broken.
Myra tried to sit up, but was forced to acknowledge the pain in her shoulder. She felt bandages covering the wound, but didn't think much of it.
That's when Myra noticed that Ava's already red and puffy eyes, suddenly filled with more tears as she wrapped her arms around Myra's neck, while being mindful of her wound.
Myra didn't move her arms to hug her friend back. She just sat there.
Her gaze went to Oscar and her eyes suddenly widened. Ava pulled back and that's when Myra realized. Their lips were moving, but she couldn't hear a thing. Not the voices of her friends, not the birds' chirps in the sky and not the leaves as the wind rustled through the trees.
She tried to read their lips, but was having difficulty with her mind still hazy. But there were two words that she managed to make out from Oscar. "Where's Drew?"
Myra couldn't hear herself when she spoke, but she knew she uttered the words, "He's dead," as tears once again strolled down her cheeks.
Oscar and Ava took Myra to a doctor where each of their injuries were treated. The doctor had given her hearing aids and then the three survivors were left on their own.
Each struggled to move on in their own ways. So, the three split up. Myra went to Rush Valley after falling into a depression shortly after the incident. She spent a year in Rush Valley before moving to Central. She didn't have the interest in travelling around. Her time in Rush Valley helped her to overcome her main obstacles, but Myra was still depressed by the time she moved to Central. She never went back to Resembool, despite how much she wanted to, in fear that the homunculi would track her there. So instead, she hid in more populated cities.
Shortly after arriving in Central, the military somehow found out about her and offered Myra a chance to take the State alchemist test. Ultimately, she refused. General Hughes took her in at the time, and by spending time with him and his family, they managed to help Myra out of her depression.
She never told Gracia, but Maes was told about what Myra had been through and he helped her through it.
Two years after living in Central, Myra, Ava and Oscar were brought back together for the first time since the incident by King Bradley. They were brought back for the first time in three years.
The idea of the Cloaked Alchemists was proposed and at first, all three denied the idea. Then, Bradley threatened each of them and each were forced to participate in being a part of the Cloaked Alchemists.
Myra joined the Cloaked Alchemists to secure Ed and Al's safety.
Over a year later, and the three Elrics were reunited.