Fullmetal Alchemist Fan Fiction ❯ A Love Forgotten ❯ Attack ( Chapter 13 )

A Love Forgotten

By Joyfulmusic

 

I don't own FMA

Note: May contain spoilers!

 

Chapter 13: Attack

 

She was in her room, sorting some old papers when she heard the front door open. Briana was expecting the brothers to come home any day and so she wasn't surprised by the noise. “I'm back here.” She hollered, continuing to place the writings into the box she'd drug out for just that purpose.

 

“Brie.” It was Edward, his arms spread wide as he came to embrace her. That movement didn't really surprise her. They had been gone for two weeks. “I've missed you so much.” Then he pressed his lips against hers, passionately, but with a force he'd never shown before. It was as though he were hungry for her.

 

“Ed.” She breathed, moving back slightly. She smiled at him, happy with the greeting she'd just received. “How did it go? And where's Al at?” Glancing toward the door, she realized that she hadn't heard the clanking that he made when moving in general. And she hadn't heard him say hi to the cats either, which was unusual.

 

“He's checking on some things with Mustang. Don't worry about it.” Backing her against the wall, he kissed her neck. Closing her eyes, she indulged in the moment. “I want to be alone. Just you and me.” He didn't give her the chance to say anything before pulling her against him.

 

Shaking her head slightly she grinned. “What's come over you?” The alchemist gave her a pout which made her laugh. “Not that it's a bad thing. I like it.” To prove her point, she wrapped her arms around his collar and pulled him close. Using her mouth, but without words, she showed him just how much she loved him.

 

His hand pressed against her stomach, harder than she wanted him to. Backing away, she scolded playfully. "Hey, don't do that. I'm sure the baby's cramped enough as it is." Then she saw something change in his eyes which made her worry. "Darling what is it? Is something wrong?"

 

A smirk crossed his lips that was so like the one he'd always given, and yet wasn't quite the same. “Yes something's wrong. I don't think I want this child anymore.” The tone of his voice had changed. It wasn't that it belonged to someone else, but that it couldn't have belonged to Edward.

 

“What are you saying?” Brie started to back away but his left hand remained on her arm. “I thought we discussed this. It's what we want.” Shaking her head slowly she tried to understand. What reasoning could he possibly have? “Are you saying that you want that divorce now? Because I'm not willing to give up this baby.”

 

The smile changed, becoming more insufferable than she'd ever seen. “I still want you.” He forced her close again. “I just don't want that kid. Not when it has that bastard's blood flowing through its veins. Two generations removed and it will still have his DNA. I can't let it live.”

 

Briana watched in horror as his automail arm transformed into a blade. `That can't be. He didn't clap his hands together. How?' The sound of the front door being opened returned to her ears. Ed heard it too, and moved behind her, pressing his left hand over her mouth and the knife against her throat.

 

"Brie! Where are you?" It was Edward's voice. He glanced around the living room before continuing on toward the kitchen. "You shouldn't leave the door unlocked like that. It's dangerous." He turned to Alphonse, who held that cats that had rushed at him out from in under the couch.

 

"Brother, something's wrong. They're scared to death." He looked up to his sibling, whose expression was one of anxiety. They were both thinking the same thing. 'Where's Brie and why hasn't she answered?' She had always come out to greet them when they returned, even if they'd only been gone a few hours. Where was she now?

 

Dashing past the first bedroom, the older Elric found her in the second. There, standing with an expression of horror on her face, was his wife. Behind her, a version of himself, his arm blade pressed against Briana's throat. “Envy.” He whispered, anger filling every part of him.

 

“Well if it isn't the Fullmetal shrimp.” The voice and form of the homunculus hadn't returned. He was enjoying this game. Kissing Brie's neck, he made her shiver and Ed's blood boil. “What's wrong tiny? I happen to like this girl you've come up with. If she wasn't carrying that child I might take her for myself.”

 

The alchemist could feel his sibling standing behind him. Neither of them knew what to do. One slip and Brie would be gone forever. "What is it you want Envy? Shouldn't you be chasing after Dante, linking her feet and doing whatever she wants?" He was trying to figure out what to do next. But he couldn't even do that until he knew what the sin's next move would be.

 

"I'm here to do away with the baby. I won't have that bastard's blood passed down any farther. You've destroyed your brother already, saving me the trouble. And I'll do away with you later. But I'll get this one before it's had a chance to take its first breath." The replica smiled wickedly. "I was going to have this done before you got back. She would have bled to death believing it was the man she loved that killed her."

 

Removing the edge from her throat he placed its point against her abdomen. "I think instead I should take this opportunity to make it harder on you." With a slight transformation, two eyes of sliver stared back at the alchemist. The blade however, remained in place. "This would have been Al if you hadn't lost him to the gate."

 

That was enough of such talk for the younger Elric. "Brother didn't destroy me!" He started to take a step but stopped when those grey eyes locked on him. 'Is that really what I would have looked like?' No, he couldn't think of that now. This wasn't him. He would never do something like this to his sister-in-law.

 

"But you're not really human anymore. You don't have blood, or even veins for it to flow through! You should hate humanity like the rest of us. But for now I'll settle for putting an end to this life before it has a chance to begin." A look of terror crossed over the woman's face as he turned his head to peer back to her.

 

Edward rushed forward at them but it was too late. The blade tore through Briana's shirt, piercing her flesh. Blood began to pour fourth as Envy shoved it deeper, twisting knife as he went to add to her pain. She screamed through his hand, which was still clamped tightly over her mouth.

 

Pulling his arm out, Envy shoved her into the alchemist's arms. "There, that's one less Elric the world has to deal with." Becoming himself again, the homunculus moved to the window. "Don't worry, I'll be back for you later." With that the sin leapt from the pane, and was out of sight.

 

A glimpse toward where he'd vanished was all Ed had time for. A hand touched his cheek lightly. Glancing down, he saw that she wore a weak smile, regardless of the pain. She knew her fate, and was trying to be strong for his sake. “Love… you…” She breathed, just before closing her eyes with a sigh.

 

"No…" Her husband whispered, pulling her up tight against himself. "NO! Al call an ambulance!" He didn't turn to see the armor go, but heard it's clacking as it moved. "Hold on Brie. Please just hold on." Pressing his head against her chest, he found a slight heartbeat. It was now his only link to hope.

 

 

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"I want this ward closed off!" Colonel Mustang demanded, throwing his weight around as best he could. As usual Lieutenant Hawkeye trailed behind him a few paces. They'd heard from Alphonse that this tragedy had been caused by one of the homunculi. If that was true then this case would have to be kept under wraps. There could be no investigation by local police.

 

As he came into the room, he took in the scene around him. The far wall held only two small windows, one on either side of the protruding bed. To his left was the bathroom and sink. Just opposite the door sat the state alchemist. And, towering over him, in the corner stood his sibling.

 

In the bed, lay an unconscious woman neither of the military personnel had had the chance to meet before. Edward held her hand tightly, his clothes still covered in her blood. Tears were running down his cheeks in droves just as when he'd seen Nina, who Scar had killed. He'd refused to be moved from his wife's side. Nothing anyone had to say could make him leave.

 

"How is she?" Roy asked, not surprised when the older man didn't take any notice of him. Instead he turned to the younger for an answer. When the armor shifted, he moved to walk out the door. It was painfully obvious that this wasn't something that needed to be spoken of in the room.

 

Closing the door behind him, Alphonse felt that sinking feeling that hadn't left him since hearing the news. "At the moment she's in a comatose state. They say that the damage to her organs is extensive." Hanging his head, he added in a lower voice, as if saying it too loudly would make it all the more real, "She's lost the baby."

 

Nodding slightly, the state alchemist frowned. He wasn't sure what to say. Nothing Mustang could do would make this any easier on the boys he'd cared for. Sure he was hard on Ed, but only so that he would work harder. In truth he looked on them as nephews or even, in a way, as sons. So Riza decided to voice the question for the colonel. “What about the mother?”

 

That seemed to add another pang to the armored man's heart. "Like I said, she's in a coma. The doctors told us that she had some damage to her lower spinal nerves. And they think that may have affected her legs." Shaking his helmet he added, "If she wakes up, they say she may never be able to walk again. But that's only if she wakes up."

 

Just then a nurse came through to check on her. They listened at the door straining to hear anything that was said. However she was only there to check vital signs and such. Nothing could be done for her patient. All she could do was to try and make the girl as comfortable as possible.

 

After the worker came out, Roy decided to leave the brothers alone, taking his junior with him. He felt out of place in the hospital. He'd already arranged to have the ward cleared of all unnecessary people. This would be one hard case to explain back at headquarters. But it would be worse if word were leaked to the media.

 

 

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"Brother, don't you think you should clean up?" The blond turned to look at the man who made the request. His golden eyes were worn and lacking in faith. "You don't have to go anywhere." Al assured, pointing toward the bathroom. "There's a tub with a shower in there. I'll stay with Brie."

 

Nodding, just slightly, Edward leaned over and kissed the pale cheek of the woman he loved. 'She's so cold. So cold…' Standing, he gave her hand one last squeeze before letting it go. Slowly he made his way toward the door of the restroom. "Watch her." Was all he said before leaving them alone.

 

Taking a seat beside the bed, Alphonse took over the dreary vigil. His gauntlet gently touched her arm. `You've got to pull through. For brother, for me. We've lost so many people already. Don't leave us now.' If the suit would have allowed him, he would have cried.

 

Meanwhile, sitting on the tiled floor, not even having bothered to undress, sat Edward. His knees were drawn up, his elbows propped on them, head in his palms. A depression as dark as night, had taken over his heart. `You can't leave me. I need you, I love you. Don't do this to me!'