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Monday, April 11, 2005
The fic
Here it begins guys. I warn you, this is going to be very long. This is only part one after all. Tell me what you think. Oh and if you haven't seen the whole series this will spoil a lot for you.
******** 'Have We Met?'
Much of his time was spent wandering alone lost within his thoughts. When he wasn’t speaking to Al or reading his books, Ed would wander the streets of Munich and sometimes out into the country on a nice day. People barely noticed the young man with gold eyes. He was known for keeping himself to himself.
It was because he was unable to forget. His only aim in life was to return home to his waiting loved ones. Least, he hoped they would be waiting. They had no reason to be true, but something deep in his heart told him they would not give up hope that easily. His brothers face would forever be embedded in his mind; the smell of Pinakos cooking, the feel of Winrys hair brushing his arm.
Today he decided to walk in a direction he had not tried before. He had been in this city for a year now and was slowly getting to know it inside out. If he got lost he would surely be able to find where he was just as quickly. Getting lost did not bother him for he was used to wandering. But oh, how he would give anything for a reason to stay still.
Rounding a corner he stood at the end of a very wealthy looking street. The houses were all immaculate, gardens tidied to perfection, women walking by in the most expensive clothing Munich had to offer. Thankfully he did not look out of place however much he felt it. Taking a deep breath he decided to proceed. He casually walked down the street not talking to anyone as he always did. He stopped to look at one building across the road from where he stood. Flowers decorated every window giving the place a fresh but somewhat false feel. It was more like a hotel than a home.
As he stood admiring the front door burst open. A figure darted out quick as she could. She wore a long satin dress but covered her hair and face with glasses and a head scarf. A cry rang out from the house.
‘That blasted girl has gone again!’
A man appeared. He looked fierce and angry at that. He was a bulk of a giant, fists clenched as he scanned the area. Ed pointed down the street. He ran off in the direction that Ed pointed to acknowledging him. Course Edward gave him the wrong direction. He decided it would be best to try and find her. She could be in any kind of trouble. Apparently this was a regular occurrence.
He ran as fast as he could in the direction she went. Although she had run out of the house quick as a flash her dress would be tangling itself in her legs. He ran past the pair of glasses she was wearing at some point. They had cracked and the glass was falling out. Turning a corner he saw a headscarf tangled in some bushes. It was caught in some holly; sharp as knives was this bush. Her cover was blown. A horrible thought went through his mind…perhaps she was a Jew. If she had been marked by the community anything could happen to her. Yet, she was in fine clothes in a fine house. Perhaps they were looking after the girl, but all she wanted was to return home.
A cry of pain rang out. He picked up where it had come from and followed to where she was. There was a fence covered in more holly that had recently been disturbed. He clambered through. She was lying face down, her long slivery blonde hair sprawled about I the grass. She had a nasty gash on her leg and her dress was caught on a spike on the fence. The rest of her body had also clearly been caught by the needle like plant.
‘Are you alright?’
She gave a small squeal at his voice.
She turned to face him.
Sapphire met gold.
‘W…Winry?’
The girl gave him a terrified look. She ripped off the part of her dress holding her and got up to run.
‘Wait!’ he called.
He didn’t need to run far. She collapsed from the pain in her leg. She turned to face him one more time, before fainting out of sheer terror.
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