What lengths will Ed go to in order to find Winry?
"I told you, I haven't been in Lior in weeks! You're wasting my time!" Ed
slapped his hands onto the table. The interrogator shook his head.
"Nothing will change if you lie to me. We have four accounts versus you. But
let's start from the beginning, what were you doing in Lior?" Edward folded his arms. These
people are keeping me down. Winry's getting farther and farther away as I speak. I don't
even know where Al is. They even dragged me all the way to Central. He looked out the
window. The sky was clear and shining. He could spot people walking along the plaza. A red
hooded individual caught his eye. Al knows he should go after Winry. At least one of us can
He sighed. "I was searching for one of my friends." The interrogator flipped
through a clipboard. "That's right, Ms.Rockbell." Edward smiled. Finally I'm getting through
to this bastard.
"But," Crap! This guy's persistent. "When you were witnessing the military's
actions, did you decide to intervene?" Ed jumped from his seat. "THIS IS LUDICROUS! I NEVER
PINNED ANY SOLDIERS AT ALL!"
Edward saw a small movement from the hooded stranger. He turned to the
window. His eyes became huge.
"Alchemy without a circle..? Is that Winry?" The red riding hood was mending
a carriage that had broken in front of her.
Winry. Ed went soft. What if that was her, walking right by him? I can't
even check to see if that's her. He glared at the guards at the door. I can make it through,
I HAVE to.
Ed knelt to the ground. He clapped his hands together. A wall formed
around him. It cut it off from his captors. He quickly climbed from the window.
That's a long jump down. He grabbed the side of the window. The air waved
his blond braid back and forth. He moved his hands carefully. One bad move and I'm done! He
Edward could hear the guards brushing about. He hopped down to a lower
level. I've got to make this quick. He clapped and touched the side of the building. Stairs
were formed. He ran down them, nearly tripping.
Ed turned. Guards were shouting and chasing him. But I'm so close! He could
almost feel their whiskey breath on his neck. But she's right there!
Edward was thrown to the ground. He reached his hand forward. 'WINRY!" He
yelled at the hooded figure. Just turn around!
The figure did no such thing. The stranger stopped for a minute, but
continued to walk. "WINRY!" He tried once more.
"THAT'S ENOUGH OUT OF YOU!" The soldier on top of him yelled. Edward glared
at him once more. "YOU'RE IN MY WAY!" His elbow sailed back into the officer's face. He
recoiled. Ed took the chance and heaved the man backwards. He jumped up and ran after the
red hooded stranger.
He came closer just as the figure lost it's individuality in a crowd. Ed
pushed his way through. He had lost sight of his target. "WINRY! WHERE ARE YOU!?" A shade of
red appeared in front of him. He grabbed the cloth.
"Hey!" A girl called out. "Winry?" It didn't sound like Winry. A girl
turned. She was smaller, but had the same hair color and eye color as Winry. She had a curl
hanging in the air, just like Armstrong.
"Oh, sorry. I didn't mean to." She smiled warmly. "It's fine. Are you
looking for someone?" Edward nodded. "Yeah, I'm looking for a girl, blond, blue eyes. She's
in a red hoody. Have you seen her?" The small girl chuckled. "Is she your girlfriend?" Ed
went red. "OF COURSE SHE'S NOT MY GIRLFRIEND, WHAT WOULD GIVE YOU THAT IDEA!? SHE'S JUST A
The small girl shrugged. "I think I saw her going that way." She pointed.
Edward smiled. He started to go off. He stopped himself. "Wait, do you know Major
Armstrong?" He had to ask.
She smiled again. "Yeah, he's my big brother!" Edward smiled along with her.
I knew she looked familiar.
Now where did Winry go?