Chapter 11

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He swung at Ed, and I blocked it with my staff, but his sword just cut through it like butter.

Ed swung his arm up and the sword was stopped.

48 backhanded me, sending me flying into a pillar as he chortled. "My my, what's this? A prosthetic arm? No matter, my sword can cut through anything. Steel or flesh..."

I stood up with a groan, "Well, aren't you cheery?" I asked sarcastically as Ed stabbed him.

48 didn't flinch though, and Ed and I exchanged a look. I leaned against the pillar, "Interesting. Hey, Ed, where have we seen something like that before?" I called over to him.

Ed grinned, "I'm gonna guess that you're hollow inside. I could tell by the sound."

"And the fact that he stabbed you and nothing happened." I pointed out.

"We spar against someone like you." Ed continued.

48 sounded curious, "So, there are people like me on the outside as well? Interesting."

Ed grinned darkly, "Yeah, and it makes me sick to know there's more than one idiot out there who had the bright idea to bond a soul to a suit of armor."

I smirked at him, "The world is full of idiots though, Ed. Don't you know?"

"Perhaps I should introduce myself again. Back before I got my number, which was given to me on death row, I was better known as Slicer. I was a mass murderer, you see."

I stood up straighter, "So what, you were due for a hangman's noose?"

"Tell us something then, are they using condemned prisoners to make philosophers stones?" Ed asked.

"I don't know. All that I know is I was placed here on guard duty once they saw my potential." Slicer answered.

I tilted my head, "Then you must have a blood seal."

He raised his hand to take of the handkerchief on his mouth, "Yes. I have a blood seal." He lifted his face, "This is it right here. If you destroy that, you win."

I smirked, "Interesting that you show us how to kill you."

Slicer shrugged, "I like to give myself a challenge every once and while."

I looked at Ed and he grinned, "As long as you're in such a giving mood, than how about you just let us go?"

"Nice try, but what kind of mass murderer would I be if I just let my victims go? Now, let's fight. You," He pointed his sword at me, "Will just have to wait your turn to get killed. Once I'm finished with him, I'll slice you up."

I glowered and held out my hands. Twin black daggers appeared in them and I snarled, "I don't think so, pal. Both of us are fighting you. I'm not just gonna sit around and wait like some damsel in distress."

Ed smirked at me, "You kind of sound distressed now."

I glared at him, "I could just let him slice you up you know. Then again, I don't think Al would forgive me if I did."

He shrugged, "Good point."

Then Slicer swung at Ed shouting, "Then both of you shall die!"

Ed ducked out of the way and shouted at me, "Get around him! Check out the rest of the lab! I'll stay here and distract him! Go!"

I growled, but began to run. "Don't die!"

"You either!" Came the shout back as I turned the corner to the doorway.

I ran down different halls, looking for anything useful. But before I could get very far, a hand shot out from around a corner and grabbed my neck.

I shot lightning at whoever held me up, but it didn't do anything.

Then a chuckle I recognized sent chills up my spine as I gasped for air.

"Well, well, well. Looks like you found us before we could find you. So charitable of you." The voice sneered.

The figure stepped out from around the corner, and he wasn't alone.

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The female purred at me, and stroked the side of my face. "Pity, I wanted to play and seek with you. Ah well. I suppose it's more fun this way, hmm?"

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