02-13-2015, 02:47 AM
Edward held himself high, well… as high as he could considering his height. It felt strange however, without Alphonse walking beside him. They had always travelled together on their journeys, the ‘Elric Brothers’ was what they were known as back in Amestris. Now it was just ‘Elric Brother’, Edward felt a little lost without Al, without his brother to back him up when he needed him. As Edward walked - thought about what he may be leaving behind back in Amestris – he also looked at the sights, the sky was a beautiful blue and the grass seemed so vibrant.
‘This must be ‘the other side’ I guess.’ Edward laughed to himself as he joked about the phrase. As Edward laughed, he noticed a distinct smell in the air, Edward could smell smoke. As he looked around for the source, Edward noticed a small village that was being ransacked by bandits, the fire burned hot and high, rising a few metres above the village as it burned.
‘Well I guess it’s time to help people!’ Edward exclaimed with a happy and slightly excited grin as he began running towards the fiery amalgamation of wood and charcoals.
As Edward made it to the village, he noticed that the fire was stemming from a large central building, probably some sort of church or town hall. Ed gritted his teeth in anger, the fact that someone would do this to a town… it was horrible. The flames blew hot air around, causing Ed’s braid to sway violently as the air passed by him like a wave. The cries of children could be heard coming from the locked houses, the sounds of footsteps behind made him throw his right arm in the air and turn around, all in one quick motion. Edward had blocked a knife with his metal hand, causing it to bend and snap as it cut through his jacket.
‘You ruined my jacket.’ Edward muttered as he removed it, dropping it on the ground and revealing his metal arm. The man looked stunned for a second and then laughed, a scar on his right cheek underlined his eye.
‘What’s so funny?’ Edward gritted angrily through his teeth as the bandit looked at him, a tear from the laughter falling from his face.
‘You… you’re so short!’ the man exclaimed, causing him to laugh anymore. Edward, however, didn’t find this funny at all. In fact, this made him angrier, and set a flame burning is his hear that told him to kill that man, but he had a tight hold on it. Instead he’ll just hurt him badly.
‘I’m not some insignificant little flea that can’t do anything!’ Edward screamed as he jumped at the man.
‘Whoa, that’s not-’ the man began before being interrupted by a metal fist to the mouth. As the man hit the ground, Edward picked him up and threw him across the village, throwing him through a burning wall and into a stone brick wall that sat behind it.
‘Call me small again and I’ll kill you…’ Edward spoke harshly as two more bandits walked out of a building, carrying what appeared to be boxes of jewellery and valuables.
‘Hey! He took out Barry!’ One of them yelled as they both dropped their boxes, pulling large machetes from their badly made belts. Edward looked at them with a look of determination, not that he was determined to stop them or anything – but – he really needed to fight someone. If Truth wasn’t going to be the one to fight him, then these guys would have to do. Edward rushed them, clapping his hands and waving his left hand over his right arm, transmuting the top plate into a blade. As Edward reached the two bandits, he jabbed one in the stomach with his arm blade, causing the man to fall to the ground. A slice of from a Machete came down in front of his face, just barely missing his nose.
‘Phew! That was a close one…’ Edward thought to himself as the worried look on his face replaced itself with a slightly angry look. Edward clapped his hands again and placed them on the ground. The bandit looked at him weirdly as a stone spikes erupted from the ground below him, slamming into him and pushing him backwards with it as it travelled forwards like a land slide.
‘Well, that wasn’t so hard.’ Edward smiled as he transmuted his arm back to normal.
‘Not so fast.’ A deep, husky voice called out, causing Ed to turn and look towards the burning building. From the flames, a large, hulky man appeared, wielding a large war axe. His skin was an orange colour and he had small tusks coming from his mouth.
‘I knew it was too easy…’ Ed mumble to himself as he stared at the Orc with an unamused look on his face.
‘This must be ‘the other side’ I guess.’ Edward laughed to himself as he joked about the phrase. As Edward laughed, he noticed a distinct smell in the air, Edward could smell smoke. As he looked around for the source, Edward noticed a small village that was being ransacked by bandits, the fire burned hot and high, rising a few metres above the village as it burned.
‘Well I guess it’s time to help people!’ Edward exclaimed with a happy and slightly excited grin as he began running towards the fiery amalgamation of wood and charcoals.
As Edward made it to the village, he noticed that the fire was stemming from a large central building, probably some sort of church or town hall. Ed gritted his teeth in anger, the fact that someone would do this to a town… it was horrible. The flames blew hot air around, causing Ed’s braid to sway violently as the air passed by him like a wave. The cries of children could be heard coming from the locked houses, the sounds of footsteps behind made him throw his right arm in the air and turn around, all in one quick motion. Edward had blocked a knife with his metal hand, causing it to bend and snap as it cut through his jacket.
‘You ruined my jacket.’ Edward muttered as he removed it, dropping it on the ground and revealing his metal arm. The man looked stunned for a second and then laughed, a scar on his right cheek underlined his eye.
‘What’s so funny?’ Edward gritted angrily through his teeth as the bandit looked at him, a tear from the laughter falling from his face.
‘You… you’re so short!’ the man exclaimed, causing him to laugh anymore. Edward, however, didn’t find this funny at all. In fact, this made him angrier, and set a flame burning is his hear that told him to kill that man, but he had a tight hold on it. Instead he’ll just hurt him badly.
‘I’m not some insignificant little flea that can’t do anything!’ Edward screamed as he jumped at the man.
‘Whoa, that’s not-’ the man began before being interrupted by a metal fist to the mouth. As the man hit the ground, Edward picked him up and threw him across the village, throwing him through a burning wall and into a stone brick wall that sat behind it.
‘Call me small again and I’ll kill you…’ Edward spoke harshly as two more bandits walked out of a building, carrying what appeared to be boxes of jewellery and valuables.
‘Hey! He took out Barry!’ One of them yelled as they both dropped their boxes, pulling large machetes from their badly made belts. Edward looked at them with a look of determination, not that he was determined to stop them or anything – but – he really needed to fight someone. If Truth wasn’t going to be the one to fight him, then these guys would have to do. Edward rushed them, clapping his hands and waving his left hand over his right arm, transmuting the top plate into a blade. As Edward reached the two bandits, he jabbed one in the stomach with his arm blade, causing the man to fall to the ground. A slice of from a Machete came down in front of his face, just barely missing his nose.
‘Phew! That was a close one…’ Edward thought to himself as the worried look on his face replaced itself with a slightly angry look. Edward clapped his hands again and placed them on the ground. The bandit looked at him weirdly as a stone spikes erupted from the ground below him, slamming into him and pushing him backwards with it as it travelled forwards like a land slide.
‘Well, that wasn’t so hard.’ Edward smiled as he transmuted his arm back to normal.
‘Not so fast.’ A deep, husky voice called out, causing Ed to turn and look towards the burning building. From the flames, a large, hulky man appeared, wielding a large war axe. His skin was an orange colour and he had small tusks coming from his mouth.
‘I knew it was too easy…’ Ed mumble to himself as he stared at the Orc with an unamused look on his face.