[December 3, 1917]
You wake up to an aching left cheek. You groan, sitting up in bed and smoothing out your messy hair. It is 8:51 am.
You get out of bed and go to the mirror, peeling off the waterproof tape that held the gauze to your face. It left a huge, white square with extra-white tape marks. The three deep cuts were scabbed up, and you grimace at the odd sight.
You go into the bathroom, splashing your face with cold, refreshing water that woke you up. You shiver a bit and wipe your face with a soft towel, being sure to be gentle on your three cuts.
You start your morning routine and finish quickly like it was drilled into your mind, which it kind of was. You dress into a (Whatever/Makes/You/Feel/Comfortable) and do your hair (whatever).
You step out your room to find that it was completely quiet. You shrug, walking into the kitchen. Your eyes snag on Ed's bedroom door, and suddenly, the memory of Ed cuddling you takes over your mind. You freeze.
What am I thinking!?
You tear your gaze away from the brown-colored door and look thoroughly through every drawer and space in the kitchen. There was no food whatsoever. Still. You frown. You turn towards the front door and sigh.
"Looks like I'll have to get some food." you whisper to yourself.
You step outside, making sure you had your pocket knife and room card. You are greeted by a certain voice you knew.
"Hi, Miss (L/N)!"
You freeze in your tracks, again, and sigh. It was her.
You turn around, putting a smile to your face. "Hi." You whisper.
She frowns. "You're voice still hasn't returned?"
You shake your head. "I'm off to buy some food, see ya!"
You quickly walk towards the elevator and click on the down button, watching the small LED display slowly ascend numerically. You tap your feet impatiently.
"I'm coming with!" The girl exclaims, just as the elevator announces its arrival by dinging.
You inhale sharply, and give up trying to get rid of the girl. You step into the elevator, holding the door open. She steps in happily.
"Thank you!" She smiles. You grunt and click on the first floor button。
The elevator is quiet, the silence only broken by the mechanism of the elevator. When the elevator slows to a stop, you step off quickly and walk swiftly out the door. You are blasted with wind, but the street is busy, bustling with people and cars.
You scan the street for any food carts, and see one almost immediately. "Come," you whisper to the girl. She follows joyfully.
You step onto the streets, weaving through the people and skirting across entrances to alleyways.
"(Y/N) (L/N)!" You stop at the sound of your name and turn around, causing the girl — who you just realized didn't have a name yet — to crash into you.
"Did you hear that?" You ask her, whispering.
She nods, pointing towards the alleyway. "It came from there."
Slowly, you turn into the small alleyway and grab your pocketknife. Without saying anything, you start walking to investigate. The girl follows wordlessly.
You start to hear more of the voices.
"Where is (Y/N) (L/N)?"
"I must get my revenge."
"The Metal Alchemist must die."
You wince as you recognize the toneless voices. It was them, the experiments, the monster Ed turned into.
You start running faster toward the sound. Something bad could be happening.
You turn the corner into a clearing.
There are at least fifteen people, all holding some sort of weapon, wether it be a knife or a gun.
They were all moaning your name somehow, and they were all surrounding someone who just yelled a battle cry.
A certain someone who had long, blond hair that was untied and a metal right arm, and was wearing a black tank top and black pants.
It was Ed, and he did not look good.
He had deep cut marks all over his arms, bloodied legs, and a cut across his forehead that was leaking blood into his eyes. He is breathing heavily. He wipes his eyes, smearing a line of blood across his face.
His shining eyes are determined, his lips set into a thin line. You watch him as he dodges a knife (almost in slow motion(≧∇≦)) and kicks away at his attacker. You've never noticed how handsome he looked when he was fighting. His golden orbs flicker to you and his eyes widen.
"(Y/N)! What are you doing here!? And that girl!? Take her and run!"
You shake your head and flick open your pocket knife. Using your left automail hand, you slice open your right palm, one that would leave a scar, only to be lost in the storm of scars already there. You transmute your right hand into a sword, and use the remaining blood to transmute a sword from the concrete ground for your left hand to hold.
You charge in, really wishing you could yell, "I'm here, the great Metal Alchemist!" to divert attention, but your lack of voice restrained you.
"(Y/N)!" Ed screams at you.
You slice and kick and punch, and soon, all the people are focused on you. And they recognized you as well.
"(Y/N), what are you doing!? Run!"
You don't reply, since you can't, anyways.
You're unhurt, but the endless fighting is starting to tire you out. You're gasping for breath, and you suddenly realize that your back was open the entire time. It was a miracle that no one had tried to hurt you from behind.
You see Ed fighting to your right, but he was fighting for himself. And when you spin around, you see the girl. She catches your eye and grins.
"I got your back." She says.
"And I got yours, too." You want to say back, but you smile instead and turn back to your enemies. They... Were not acting normal. They were holding out their weapons, ready to pounce, taking advantage of your distractedness when you turned around to talk, and they didn't move an inch.
You hold up your weapons, but they don't move back. You can only watch as they all, in a synchronized motion, suddenly aim their weapons at you.
"(Y/N)!" Ed yells again, and suddenly yelps in pain.
You flinch and recoil, but it's too late.
You feel something against your heart.
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