Fullmetal Alchemist Fan Fiction ❯ River's of Blood ❯ chapter 2 ( Chapter 2 )

Chapter 2

 

“Hahh..haah.” A good-natured laugh rumbled through the lonely streets of Central coming from two men walking down the dark sidewalk. One had a shock of black hair that was a perfect match with his fiery black eyes. The other was blond with a smoke hanging lazily at the side of his mouth.

“Colonel one day I'm going to get you back.” Havoc said with a smirk as he took a deep puff. “You'll never get one of my girls again.”

Roy snorted obnoxiously at the declaration his subordinate had just made. HE watched the side walk pass under his feet as he remembered how many times that Havoc had said that.

Dirt…

Crack…

Piece of chewed up gum…

Another crack…

More dir…wait…

Blood.

Roy stopped in his tracks with out a sign-causing Jean to run into his back stupidly.

“Ummm…Chief?”

Roy put his arm out to silence the man and let his eyes trace the sidewalk. Blood was trickling through the cracks of the sidewalk. He followed the tiny streams into the tiny alley between two apartments.

He stepped into it not surprised at all when he felt cold liquid seeping into his shoes. In the middle of this giant puddle of crimson was a figure completely covered in it.

Roy quickly ran over filled with suspicion and fear for and of that mysterious being.

He bent down to find a familiar face, A little paler and bruised then usually but familiar all the same.

“Oh god…Ed…” Roy felt a wave of shock run through his entry body. “Havoc, get some help, now!”

Havoc who had been standing in shock was awakened with those words.

“Yes..”

 

 

Riza speed down the streets of Central towards the hospital. She could hear Havoc and Roy in the back set trying to suppress Edward's bleeding. Making her even more worried was that Al was not there.

“Riza go faster!” Roy demanded knowing that Ed would in no means make it if they didn't go faster. She pushed the gas down as far as it would go.

Roy kept nervously checking Ed's pulse. His mind would play tricks on him and it would be their load and proud, then quiet, then not their at all, and then loud again.

It was nerve racking.

They all new one thing for sure the eternal damage was great. All of his ribs were at weird angles jutting out. It looked as if a bus had dropped on him.

“Crap.” A downwards felling was felt as Roy noticed something else. Blood was trickling between the ports of his automail and skin.

“Where the hell is Al?” Havoc shouted as the pulled into the hospital.