Fullmetal Alchemist Fan Fiction ❯ Child's Play ❯ A Savior Comes ( Chapter 3 )

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I ventured through the forest as night had steadily eased the day away with its cooling embrace. I had made a small home for myself under the concealment of a tree, having mimicked the clever fox.

 

I had remembered my old home that had a little wooden plaque with my name engraved on it, hanging on the door that had once been my room. For the sake of my own sanity I had scrounged up a piece of driftwood and crudely carved my name into it. _______.

 

It was nice to remember even if it did me no good here, I still couldn't fathom a life without it.

 

I'd grown smarter through the years I've been stranded and wisely harvested the various nuts, mushrooms and berries that were in scattered abundances around the island. Inside the little living space I had decorated the floors with the pelt of my prey to sleep on or to keep me warm in colder months.

 

I prized myself with the fox furs I had been able to acquire and had sown them all together to make the cloak I wore.

 

After eating the small meal I curled up with my fox fur, my back to the entrance and willed for sleep. Little did I know I would get none this night.

 

The sound of yelling put me on immediate alert, sitting near the entrance, protectively clutching my knife and prepared to bolt if necessary. But when it became those you yell from pain, I'd made up my mind and gathered the fox fangs I'd set down and reacquainted the night.

 

Nimbly moving through the thicket I leapt at a branch and grabbed hold. Swinging ad using my momentum to flip over and as soon as my bare feet met the bark I was off again. Dashing almost soundlessly through the treetops. I kept my pace until I reached the site and would have cursed had I known any as I saw the giant predator flinging the boys around and them meekly defending their resting ground.

 

The blonde one with the gold colored eyes was thrown and his back met the tree I was perched in. he slid limply to the ground and his sibling tried to aid him, only to be flung backwards like a flea.

 

The larger beast began to stalk forward towards the boy beneath my tree and grabbed him by the throat and hoisted him to eye level. The pain he was experiencing caused my own heart to ache for him.

 

Without another second I clasped my Knife and leapt.

 

~Edwards's POV~

 

This was completely insane! We were sitting here fighting for our lives with a man who despised us for a reason I can't imagine. He threw Al and soon his massive hand had found my throat and I stared, struggling in his grasp, into the mask.

 

The eyes shown with the moonlight and he snarled a beastly sound that made me quiver in his hold. But just as my vision was beginning to blur around the edges I saw a red blur fall out of the tree and land on his arm.

 

I don't know what it was but I was thankful for whatever it did, the man let go and howled with pain as the red creature attacked.

 

When they stopped moving so fast I made out the bottlebrush tail with a white tip and brown pointy ears. It looked like a really big fox.

 

Al had managed to sneak around the giant of a man to my side and we both watched the smaller fox like creature battling for them.

 

The thing was relentless and when the brute threw it off, it landed perfectly on it's feet and made a hasty retreat as the club fell on the place it had vacated. It dashed forward again, ducking between his legs and rounding about to bite at the bare calves. Or at least that's what it looked like.

 

Instead to my astonishment it wasn't a fox it was a girl!

 

She'd stabbed a pare of what looked like fangs into each of the masked man's calves and had pulled away before he tried to stomp her flat. She was wearing a fox pelt, which might have been why I thought it was a fox, and it was sort of creepy that she still had the skull intact.

 

As the man tried to tend his wounded legs the girl rushed towards us and barely gave us enough time to get up before she was dragging us along.

 

~Your POV~

 

I've never been so scared in my life. The thing I fought was bigger than I'd perceived and quite frankly it was intimidating. I was so used to being the predator, now the tables were turned and the hunter had become the hunted.

 

And it wasn't a happy feeling to say the least.

 

“Hey where are you taking us!?” I wasn't looking back at them so I don't know who asked and that rose new questions.

 

Where would I take them? I couldn't take them to my own den since they were stupid enough to return to theirs and lead their attacker to it. But I couldn't leave them out here either.

 

I was almost at a loss when I recounted the old fox den in the rocks I'd used months back and immediately changed course. It wasn't as well hidden as my own but it would suffice.

 

I shoved them inside the vacant den and made a quick turn around to look for a pursuer. Seeing nothing, I receded into the den with the boys and watched the entrance.

 

“Wow. Thanks you save—“ I silenced the sandy haired boy with my hand and growled slightly as the deliberate footfalls of the giant returned. Unconsciously I held my breath and my heart pounded wildly in my chest and I was afraid it might actually burst. When he failed to see the den or hadn't believed we'd be inside and the footfalls became faint I allowed myself to breathe again and fall backwards.