Fullmetal Alchemist Fan Fiction ❯ Diamond Whip - the daughter ❯ Chapter 14
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By: millerthebubbles 
Anime/Manga: Fullmetal Alchemist Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Angst / Suspense / Romance / Drama / Adventure / Action | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 02.25.2007 | Pages: 1 | Words: 1.3K | Visits: 179 | Status: Work In Progress
Anime/Manga: Fullmetal Alchemist Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Angst / Suspense / Romance / Drama / Adventure / Action | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 02.25.2007 | Pages: 1 | Words: 1.3K | Visits: 179 | Status: Work In Progress
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Her vision blurred as Mary opened her eyes to find herself in a dimly lit almost dungeon like room. She lifted her throbbing head and looked to her left and saw that her arm was spread to its length and held by a shackle chained to a wall, turning her head she saw that her right arm was in the same position. After tilting her head back a bit she realized that she was in the center of the room, completely alone. Her jacket was gone and her hair had been pulled out of its ponytail position. Then a door on the far end of the room opened and three people entered. Mary couldn’t make out their faces but she had a damn sure idea of who they were.
“So she awakes” a woman’s voice announced stepping into the light and smirking at her. Mary’s expression didn’t change or take on any hint of surprise when she saw the same woman who had held her captive in front of HQ. And had recently doused her with a large amount of chloroform causing the blackout and loss of limb control. Only a flame of passion driven hatred lit in her eyes as Mary glared into the eyes of the woman-man-whatever it was. The other two stepped into the light revealing a tall thin woman with long wavy hair and a fat guy that made Mary want to chuck when she saw his face (the large waistline helped in the horridness).
“What do you as whole want with me?” Mary demanded in a low tone. Her lip was busted and still very sensitive, she couldn’t move it much more than she already had.
“It’ll all be told in time, right now we want you to relax” the woman replied to Mary’s question smiling at Mary.
“Can I eat her?”
“No”
“By the way have you had any little episodes lately? Maybe a tantrum? Killed a few people with a thought train?” the thing called Envy ask simply almost mockingly after diverting her attention from the fat guy that wanted to eat Mary so badly and was now slobbering all over her head. He ran into a corner when a thin black spike shot out from the pointer finger nail of the wavy haired woman and whacked him over the head.
“What?” Mary demanded at the question presented to her, and especially by the type of question it was. ‘What the hell do they mean by temper tantrums? Killed by a train?’ Mary thought sarcastically as they eyed her suspiciously.
“Have you wanted something horrible to happen and then it just did?” The Envy thing requested in a simpler more understanding tone. She rolled her eyes when she saw Mary’s look of surprise on her face.
“Yes we’re being serious” the tall woman in the skimpy dress said also noticing the look of utter stupidity on the currently drugged girls face.
“I’m not worried about you three being serious. I’m worried about you being insane” she replied to the implication set forth by the woman.
“Oh you’re a funny girl” the Envy thing whispered in her ear as she began to circle the chained and bound hostage.
“Oh, yes she’s a real riot” the slender woman said turning around and going to leave the room allowing the fat man and the Envy thing to leave before her. But the wavy haired woman stopped at the sound of Mary‘s voice.
“What’s your name?” Mary demanded as the light spilled over her cut and bruised face causing her to squint at the white outlined figure standing in the doorway.
“I am called Lust” the person replied smiling a little bit at the young woman kneeling in the floor.
The trio left together leaving Mary alone to think in the darkness only helped a little by the flickering fires of the torches that lined the walls of the stone chamber. Mary’s eyes fixed on the torch closest to her and watched the flames licked at the wall, at the already blackened spot where the flames had been burning for probably a few centuries. All of a sudden the flame went out and so did the flames of the other torches all along the walls. Each of them going out shrouding Mary in darkness. But then the two torches that aligned her on the opposite walls of her spot, and a tall wide figure standing in front of her began to approach her revealing a stern face and gray hair tanned skin and shining red eyes. He stopped in front of her and knelt down in front of her as she lifted her head to look at him.
“You are near death. My arm has lead me to you to hurry the process. May God be with you” he announced in a hushed tone as he pulled up his sleeve to reveal a tattooed arm. He placed his hand on her forehead allowing her to be engulfed with his scent. As they stood there for a moment, Mary suddenly began to mumble incoherently. All of a sudden she began to glow causing the man to hold a hand in front of his eyes to block the light from harming his eyes. He heard a tinkling and saw that the chains that had been holding the girl had broken and were now lying on the ground beside her, the shackles still closed firmly around her wrists. Her head hung with her chin against her chest and her breathing was deep. The man watched her for a moment wondering exactly what had happened when he heard voices approaching and approaching fast. On an impulsive thought he picked the girl up from the floor by the waist and laid his hand on the back wall with her in his other arm. His arm began to glow and the wall crumbled beneath his fingers allowing the night air to rush over him. He looked 3 stories down and saw the ground beneath him. As the door on the opposite end of the room opened he jumped off the ledge and hit the ground with the girl still in his arms. He stood up and began to run in the direction of the western horizon.
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Back at HQ
“We shouldn’t be down here it’s not our business to be checking up on him” Maria Ross declared as Riza Hawkeye knocked on the door to Roy Mustangs family suite.
“It’s been like an hour since Mary and him left the office everyone is wondering where they’ve gone.” Riza defended herself as she put her ear against the door. She heard a sort of noise from within that she couldn’t identify. She held a finger to the door and motioned for Maria Ross to listen as well. After Maria Ross heard the noise they nodded and took their faces from the door.
“Roy Mustang open this door” Riza ordered. They waited for a second and when no one answered Riza’s order she held an arm out pushing Maria further back from the door. Riza Hawkeye pulled out her pistol from its holster and shot the door knob making the door swing open. Riza and Maria entered the suite and went across the threshold and found Roy Mustang lying on the floor with his hands bound behind him and a large wad of cloth in his mouth. Riza bent down and pulled the cloth from his mouth. He gasped for air and then breathed.
“Mary’s gone”
Ta daddy da : Can I get some feed back?
Her vision blurred as Mary opened her eyes to find herself in a dimly lit almost dungeon like room. She lifted her throbbing head and looked to her left and saw that her arm was spread to its length and held by a shackle chained to a wall, turning her head she saw that her right arm was in the same position. After tilting her head back a bit she realized that she was in the center of the room, completely alone. Her jacket was gone and her hair had been pulled out of its ponytail position. Then a door on the far end of the room opened and three people entered. Mary couldn’t make out their faces but she had a damn sure idea of who they were.
“So she awakes” a woman’s voice announced stepping into the light and smirking at her. Mary’s expression didn’t change or take on any hint of surprise when she saw the same woman who had held her captive in front of HQ. And had recently doused her with a large amount of chloroform causing the blackout and loss of limb control. Only a flame of passion driven hatred lit in her eyes as Mary glared into the eyes of the woman-man-whatever it was. The other two stepped into the light revealing a tall thin woman with long wavy hair and a fat guy that made Mary want to chuck when she saw his face (the large waistline helped in the horridness).
“What do you as whole want with me?” Mary demanded in a low tone. Her lip was busted and still very sensitive, she couldn’t move it much more than she already had.
“It’ll all be told in time, right now we want you to relax” the woman replied to Mary’s question smiling at Mary.
“Can I eat her?”
“No”
“By the way have you had any little episodes lately? Maybe a tantrum? Killed a few people with a thought train?” the thing called Envy ask simply almost mockingly after diverting her attention from the fat guy that wanted to eat Mary so badly and was now slobbering all over her head. He ran into a corner when a thin black spike shot out from the pointer finger nail of the wavy haired woman and whacked him over the head.
“What?” Mary demanded at the question presented to her, and especially by the type of question it was. ‘What the hell do they mean by temper tantrums? Killed by a train?’ Mary thought sarcastically as they eyed her suspiciously.
“Have you wanted something horrible to happen and then it just did?” The Envy thing requested in a simpler more understanding tone. She rolled her eyes when she saw Mary’s look of surprise on her face.
“Yes we’re being serious” the tall woman in the skimpy dress said also noticing the look of utter stupidity on the currently drugged girls face.
“I’m not worried about you three being serious. I’m worried about you being insane” she replied to the implication set forth by the woman.
“Oh you’re a funny girl” the Envy thing whispered in her ear as she began to circle the chained and bound hostage.
“Oh, yes she’s a real riot” the slender woman said turning around and going to leave the room allowing the fat man and the Envy thing to leave before her. But the wavy haired woman stopped at the sound of Mary‘s voice.
“What’s your name?” Mary demanded as the light spilled over her cut and bruised face causing her to squint at the white outlined figure standing in the doorway.
“I am called Lust” the person replied smiling a little bit at the young woman kneeling in the floor.
The trio left together leaving Mary alone to think in the darkness only helped a little by the flickering fires of the torches that lined the walls of the stone chamber. Mary’s eyes fixed on the torch closest to her and watched the flames licked at the wall, at the already blackened spot where the flames had been burning for probably a few centuries. All of a sudden the flame went out and so did the flames of the other torches all along the walls. Each of them going out shrouding Mary in darkness. But then the two torches that aligned her on the opposite walls of her spot, and a tall wide figure standing in front of her began to approach her revealing a stern face and gray hair tanned skin and shining red eyes. He stopped in front of her and knelt down in front of her as she lifted her head to look at him.
“You are near death. My arm has lead me to you to hurry the process. May God be with you” he announced in a hushed tone as he pulled up his sleeve to reveal a tattooed arm. He placed his hand on her forehead allowing her to be engulfed with his scent. As they stood there for a moment, Mary suddenly began to mumble incoherently. All of a sudden she began to glow causing the man to hold a hand in front of his eyes to block the light from harming his eyes. He heard a tinkling and saw that the chains that had been holding the girl had broken and were now lying on the ground beside her, the shackles still closed firmly around her wrists. Her head hung with her chin against her chest and her breathing was deep. The man watched her for a moment wondering exactly what had happened when he heard voices approaching and approaching fast. On an impulsive thought he picked the girl up from the floor by the waist and laid his hand on the back wall with her in his other arm. His arm began to glow and the wall crumbled beneath his fingers allowing the night air to rush over him. He looked 3 stories down and saw the ground beneath him. As the door on the opposite end of the room opened he jumped off the ledge and hit the ground with the girl still in his arms. He stood up and began to run in the direction of the western horizon.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Back at HQ
“We shouldn’t be down here it’s not our business to be checking up on him” Maria Ross declared as Riza Hawkeye knocked on the door to Roy Mustangs family suite.
“It’s been like an hour since Mary and him left the office everyone is wondering where they’ve gone.” Riza defended herself as she put her ear against the door. She heard a sort of noise from within that she couldn’t identify. She held a finger to the door and motioned for Maria Ross to listen as well. After Maria Ross heard the noise they nodded and took their faces from the door.
“Roy Mustang open this door” Riza ordered. They waited for a second and when no one answered Riza’s order she held an arm out pushing Maria further back from the door. Riza Hawkeye pulled out her pistol from its holster and shot the door knob making the door swing open. Riza and Maria entered the suite and went across the threshold and found Roy Mustang lying on the floor with his hands bound behind him and a large wad of cloth in his mouth. Riza bent down and pulled the cloth from his mouth. He gasped for air and then breathed.
“Mary’s gone”
Ta daddy da : Can I get some feed back?