Fullmetal Alchemist Fan Fiction ❯ Red Blood - Blue Stone ❯ chp.3//Odd meetings ; ; Enter Envy ( Chapter 3 )

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Kiki: Okay… I think that Iv got the chapters all sorted out… I guess muffin forgot about THIS project… ugh, because I'm working on this fanfic, I'm neglecting my other novels… and random manga that I started. I've kind of given up on my creepy `FWAHAHAHAHAH' thing. o_O;;

 

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/~ Akina's POV~\

 

Akina swept the covers over the bedroll, making it looks more comfortable than it was. The sun had set an hour ago, and Winry was drop dead tired. Akina could tell by the way she held her head, as if she would just collapse at any second. Akina smiled to herself. She and Winry had talked for as long as they could stay awake. Winry had told Akina everything about herself and her child hood friends; the famous Elric brothers. In turn, Akina had told the story of the military coming and taking her parents, too. They had that in common. Both of their parents had been killed by the military.

 

Now, Akina padded from the room to see Winry throwing her coat on.

“What are you doing?”

 

Akina asked, bewildered by her friends actions. And she was still in her nightdress! Surely she wouldn't leave in that, and for a hotel, at this hour. Well…it would be understandable… who would want to stay in such a run down place as this?

 

Winry smiled softly. “I just need some fresh air before bed. Back in Rizemboul, I would always go for a stroll along my own dirt path.” She said. “I'll be back in a few minutes… really.” With that, she was gone, out the door. IT was warm enough to do so…but what about bandits. Akina was about to go stop her, when Taka loudly complained about the moonlight shining straight in his face.

 

Akina sighed, gathered some curtains, and let her friend be. Winry would be back… soon enough.

 

/~Winry's POV~\

 

Winry sighed lightly as the cool night air caressed her face. The street lamps illuminated her hair, giving it a weightless look. She clutched her coat around herself, and shivered, though only slightly. It was a summer after noon, but she couldn't stop thinking about Ed and Al. why where they here? And had Ed realized that there was a missing bolt in his arm? Or the miss-placed wire in his leg… Winry scowled in frustration. They never told her anything anymore. Well, they never had in the first place, anyway.

 

She turned a corner, and bounded aver a mud puddle from yesterdays storm. They road was dry enough, so she wouldn't get to dirty… unless she had to run, which she hoped that she wouldn't. The Bandits could be anywhere.

 

/~Al's POV~\

 

Ed flopped onto the bed, grimacing. At least the room was nice. Not too dressy. Al sat down on the other bed, looking at his brother.

 

“Okay, brother.” He said finally, after a moment of watching Ed read out of a random book. “Tell me why we're here. You have to tell me, SOME time.” He added a hint of pleading to his voice, and Ed finally relented.

 

“I've heard some rumors going around the military…” Ed said. “apparently, some people have seen a strange, glowing book in the hands of a shadowy figure. Most say that they saw this figure as death, as he was dressed in a hooded black cloak and scythe*.” Ed said, and returned to his book

 

“Surely that's not all?” Al asked. His brother shook his head, but this time didn't bother looking up from his book. “The book that this person…or thing, was holding was labeled `Philosophers stone: and its counter part'. Do you know what that means, Al?”

 

Al gaped, well, as much as he could

 

“The philosophers stone has a counter part?” He asked in amazement. Ed nodded slowly, but said nothing. Silence ensued, weighing in the air like a stone on both their shoulders. Al fidgeted nervously. He didn't… he couldn't believe what he had just heard. It was unthinkable. Almost unspeakable. But it was true. It had to be.

 

“But Brother…” Al said tensely, glancing around. “That's not the rumor that I heard about this town. I've heard that children have been disappearing in large amounts, simply disappearing off of the street. But they never found bodies. Not one.” Al looked about quietly.

 

There was something else on Al's mind, too.

“Brother?” He asked. He received only a grunt in response. It would do. “Brother, I think that I saw winry in the crowd. Do you think that she's in trouble?” Al asked. Ed looked up at him. “I don't know Al, I just don't know.” Al looked troubled at his brothers either lack of concern, or at his brother's front. It was almost impossible to tell.

 

“I want to go look for her.” Al finally said, standing up. Ed followed suit. “Hey, I can't just have you walking around alone! Do you remember the last time you did that?” He asked loudly, demanding Al's attention.

 

“So you'll come with me?” Al looked hopefully at his brother. Ed finally nodded. “yes, I need her to fix my arm.” He muttered, and began walking to the elevator with his brother.

 

/~Winry's POV~\

 

Winry trotted down the streets, resisting the urge to check behind her every few steps. But every time that she did glance over her shoulder, there was nothing… only the sound of her echoing footsteps. It was eerie. Making a snap decision (as they thought that someone was following her was driving her insane) she cut left instead of walking straight, and disappeared around the corner. Suddenly, she slammed into a tall, seven-foot tall suit of armor. Winry stumbled back wards, landing on her butt. She looked up at Al, who stopped so abruptly, that Ed, who was behind Al, slammed into him. Ed bounced off, reacted, and caught himself.

 

Winry noticed that he caught himself with his left hand, and his right hung limply. The minute this registered, she drew a trusty wrench from her coat pocket.

 

“YOU BROKE MY AUTOMAIL!!!!” She screamed, and hurled the wrench at Ed. He ended up with a large bruise, but if his head hadn't been harder, it would have been a concussion. Al stared at her, as she was noticing Ed do the same. When she realized that she was in her nightgown (which happened to be quite short) she turned five shades of red.

 

“What are you staring at, alchemy freak?” She growled. Ed broke his stare and returned his gaze to her beat red face. “Nothing, machine junkie.” He growled back. Ed ended up being attacked by a swarm of wrenches while winry and Al skipped calmly away. Ed finally got up and followed them.

 

Striding through the streets, they finally barged into Akina's house. Akina stared with a mixture of shock and happiness on her face. It was as if she couldn't decide on one, and had decided to show both on one face.

 

“The Fullmetal alchemist!!!” Akina cried happily, charging forwards to welcome them humbly into her home. Al refused to be shown such kindness, equaling hers with his own.

Ed grinned confidently, nodding to Akina. Akina smiled happily back. Winry sweat dropped. They where just so weird…

 

Akina realized something, and closed the door.

 

“We have a problem…” she said. “We only have one spare bed…”Akina whispered the last part, her hands behind her back in a reluctant looking poise. Winry, Ed and Al sweat dropped, but Al reacted first. Al knew that he didn't need a bed, as he didn't exactly `sleep', as Winry perceived, so he just sat down in one of the corners, Indian style.

“This is your and Winry's problem”

 

Al said, the hint of a girly giggle in his voice. Akina sweat dropped. Instantly, there was an eruption off yelling. Wrenches where thrown, and a few pillows transmuted into shields. Winry ended up screaming “EDWARD ELRIC! WHY CAN'T WE JUST SHARE FOR ONCE IN OUR LIVES?!?!”

 

At that, Ed dropped to the floor; ready to fall asleep where he fell. “Anything but THAT, please. He said tartly, turned on his side, and fell asleep. He was obviously exhausted (shut up, I can't spell…). Even of the front that he put up for everyone, he was still human. Winry sighed happily, crawled under the covers, and murmured something that sounded a lot like `works every time…' With that, the lights where out.

 

/~ Homunculus POV~\

 

In the bushes, a pair of amethyst eyes narrowed, deep in thought. They where cat like, and the moonlight briefly illuminated deep green hair. Out of the darkness, the ouroboros tattoo glowed deep purple. Envy covered it quickly. That was the signal. The sign. The two humans who would become Void and Rage where near. He could sense them… and the homunculus that had refused to join them from day one was lurking…

 

Envy scowled upright. That Gluttony… absolutely useless at tracking, and Lust not even caring of their orders. But Envy knew. Envy knew, that once all ten homunculus where there, the true philosophers stone would be made… and they would all be human once more. Envy risked a small smile.

`Rage should be easy enough to fetch… all we need is her brother…'

 

With that, Envy disappeared, leaving barely a rustle in his wake.

 

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*'Scythe' means a long pole with a curved blade, like the thing that you see the grim reaper with.

 

Phew, this one took me longer than I thought. Hopes it's good! I'm just starting to get into the plot. Now the fun part begins. I would say `Fwahahahahaha', but that get's really annoying. Really fast. R&R, please!