Blood will spill

Part 2 – A decision

Ed started to run down the hallways, it was like a labyrinth the halls twisting and turning in all directions. How do I know what room he is in? There are so many of them! He just kept running around, clueless. The halls seemed to darken as he moved forward, but he knew he must keep moving along.

He finally reached it, the end of the hallway, stairs leading to the next floor. He ran up them with caution, not knowing who would be around the next turn. When he reached the end of the stair there was a single door. He listened at the door, silence. Ed decided he would open the door a crack to see if anyone was inside. He saw only the darkness and heard only silence. Opening the door fully he saw it was a small room, but there was another door, a door with a large lock on it. Big locks mean big secrets Ed thought to himself walking up to the large door. Slam! The door behind him slammed shut and he was in the small room all by himself. The moonlight flooded over him from the window above. He heard a faint laugh coming from behind him, the locked door. His golden eyes just stared at the door, waiting for something to happen, someone to come and get him.

Slowly the door opened and in can a young man. He was about 5’11” and as he walked up to Ed he seemed to get even taller, his long black hair moving slightly. He looked straight at Ed who was now backing up slightly, his grey eyes piercing through the small alchemist.

“So I see you have arrived. I was told you would make it to this room. I am supposed to listen to your answer.” The man smirked and looked down on Ed in attempt to make him feel smaller.

“My answer? Answer my question first. What is it you need my blood for? What is The Plan?” Ed looked the man straight in his cold grey eyes looking for an answer, hint, anything.

“It is none of your concern, you will find out when we use it.” He said calmly.

Ed spit on the ground in front of the tall man. “Then that is my answer.” Edward turned to make a run for it, when he saw the people how now entered the room. They were all dressed in suits and had sunglasses on, and behind them he saw Hughes and his daughter, Elysia. She looked scared out of her mind, she was teary eyed and she was making small noises. Her father looked just as worried, but not for himself, for his daughter.

“Now Fullmetal, each floor you are on will be harder for you…there is five floors you are now on the second. If you do not give in to our demands then you will be forced to keep going and going. Are you ready, no turning back on this one because of your little spitting act there.”

Ed now looked at the two people standing in front of him, was this man insane? How could he hurt a little girl?

The black haired man turned around again to face Ed and he laughed a laugh that made Ed freeze on the spot, a laugh that made it so you couldn’t breathe, the laugh of pure evil.

“Which one will it be Fullmetal? You see I will not kill these people. Oh no. You will be the one to kill them. Choose now! Who do you chose to die? A friend or his little girl? If you don’t chose, I will chose for you. Oh, and I’m sure the sight of one being killed is enough to make the other go insane.” The man laughed and left the room. A clock on the ceiling turned on and had the number 30.00 on it. They must be giving me 30 minutes, Ed looked at the clock, slowly ticking away; they only had so much time left.

“Fullmetal, just let them kill me, don’t let them hurt my little girl, she is only three, she is my life.” Maes Hughes was looking at him, giving him a pleading look.

“I’m not going to tell them to kill you; one death on my conscience is enough thanks.” Edward’s eyes were cold, and he felt numb, he was still in shock from seeing Roy die.

“You already have one death on your conscience? Who?” Ed looked at the man, holding his daughter close to him.

“The Flame Alchemist, Roy Mustang, they killed him one floor down about 20 minutes ago because I didn’t think they would kill anyone.” Ed was now looking away from Hughes, his hair covering his eyes. They were wet and as much as Ed tried to hold back the tears he couldn’t stop them, all he could do was hide the small droplets of fear and sadness.

Ed looked at the clock 14.32. Not much time left for these two, I’ll get them out of here! Edward got up and looked around thinking of what he could do to save these two. The little girl was crying in her dad’s arms, she is so young.

Ed clapped him hands together, 9.48 on the clock. “If I can’t find us a way out I will make us one!” He pushed his hands to the wall and made a gigantic hole.

“Wow Fullmetal! Thanks, now me and my cute little girl can get out of here. I don’t know what I would do without her. You know she took her first steps at 17 months and 2 days and turned three 72 days ago?” Hughes seemed to ignore completely the fact hat this was neither the time nor place to be talking about his little ‘princess’.

“Common! We don’t have much time, run before they get here” Ed pushed Hughes and his daughter out the hole in the wall, into another room. The clock read 3.07 not much time left, they need to run now! Ed went with them into the next room, opened the door and ran to the stair well, where he could get them to safety before going back for his brother and the others. He turned the corner, Hughes and his daughter following behind him when he saw them, 4 men in suites and the black haired man. He clapped his hands together, prepared to fight, but before he could act, the black haired man was behind him and knocked him out. All went black he was fast…

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When Ed opened his eyes he saw Hughes sitting in the corner his back to Ed. Hughes, Elysia… Ed got up slowly, the ground below him still moving slightly. As he walked closer he saw a trail or red, from the middle of the room to the corner where Hughes was sitting. Ed went to open his mouth to say something when Hughes turned to look at Ed. His eyes were bright red and he was shaking uncontrollably.

Ed put his hand on Hughes shoulder “Hughes…I—” But that’s when Ed saw it, his eyes got wide and he could no longer feel his body. His mouth suddenly got dry and his eyes were watering.

As Ed looked at what lay in Hughes’s arms he had to look away. There was blood all over his clothes, the blood of his daughter, Elysia.  She had been shot several times in the back, head and heart. She was cut up badly all over her body, her lips were blue and she wasn’t moving.

“Daddy, I love you. Those were the last words she ever said to me. After they knocked you out, they decided she was the one to die and shot her. Then set the attack dogs after us…” He was crying now, tears hitting the body of his three year old daughter. “She didn’t make it, She will never laugh, cry or smile ever again.”

Ed looked at Hughes who had now broken down completely; she was his angel, his princess. Now she was gone. Ed punched the wall as hard as he could. How many people? How many will have to die before this all ends?

Ed turned his back on Hughes and his daughter and then spoke. “Go home with her, give her a proper burial, try to live your life knowing she loved you, and remember this one thing: Don’t try to bring her back as much as you love her. It will only bring more pain.” And with that Ed left the room through the door that was locked only a few hours ago when he entered, but it felt like years had passed. He walked slowly up the stairs, wondering how much harder these people could make it.