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***Anyone who has not played through Sequence 5, memory 3, will be exposed to minor spoilers***

    "What are you playing with, Kenway?" says Mary, causing me to look up. I'm sitting around the bonfire at Pirate's Cove, toying with a trinket. Mary's back in her James Kidd disguise, but now that I know her secret I can't help but let my eyes trace the curves she's trying to hide. I'd like to say she's failing, but she's spent years wearing it and those curves are barely visible. Damn it. She takes a seat next to me at the now deserted fire. I wonder how long I've been here, staring into nothing. I toss her the locket I've been playing with. She catches and opens it, looking at the picture of me inside.

    "It belonged to my wife," I say. She clears her throat.

    "Aye, I recall you saying you had one."

    "Then you'll also be remembering I told you she left me long ago."

    "I seem to recall that as well," she says, handing back the locket. 

    "The last time I saw her she threw this back at me, told me she never wanted to see me again. I had gone to her parent's house, trying to win her back. When she finally come to the door she said there was nothing left in her that wanted me. All these years I've been trying to make my fortune, trying to make myself good enough for her. Do you think she'd want me now, Kidd? Do you think she'd take a pirate king?" Mary scoffs.

    "I think the woman doesn't sound like much fun," she says, taking a swig of her rum and passing the bottle to me. I hold it, but don't drink.

    "She wasn't. We fought a lot, too. She was from a wealthy merchant's family, didn't understand why I always wanted more, always needed more than a peasant's wage. But you know what I've decided?" Mary shakes her head no.

    "I've no idea, but I bet you're going to tell me."

    "And in that you are correct. I've decided I don't want to be good enough for her. I'm not going back to England. I think I'll stay here and continue being a pirate king."

    "Cheers to that," she says, swiping the bottle back and taking a drink. I study her features in profile as she watches the fire. She really is quite beautiful. I guess no one noticed because no one wanted to be found studying the face of a teenage boy. Speaking of which...

    "And what of you, Mary?" She has a dagger at my throat before I can blink.

    "Don't call me that, Kenway. Anyone could overhear."

    "Relax, Kidd, we're the only ones left on the beach." She turns her head to look around and I use that moment of distraction to roll her underneath my body and pin her to the sand.

    "What do you think you're doing, Edward? Anyone could walk by and think you've spent too many months at sea. There's a whorehouse not a mile from here, go get one of them to wet your whistle," she says, but her dagger stays in its sheathe. 

    "Aye, but I don't want another whore. What I want is you." I cut off her laugh by covering her mouth with mine. She doesn't respond for a few seconds, but then slowly, almost lazily, rolls her tongue against mine. She tastes of spice and rum and fire. A heady combination. "Mary, I find you utterly bewitching," I say, breaking from her lips.

    "Ah Kenway, you'll regret this in the morning," she says on a sigh. I grin at her.

    "Why don't you let me be the judge of that?" I say, moving to unfasten her leather vest. She stops me.

    "Think this through Edward. Someone, somewhere, will hear or see something and think you're screwing a boy barely out of his teens, if that." I shrug my shoulders.

    "You know as well as I that half the pirates in Nassau use each other for companionship on the sea."

    "That's different, we're on the land." I roll my eyes.

    "Okay, it's been thought through. Moving on," I say, moving for her vest again. Once again, she stops me.

    "And what of your wife, hmm? What of Caroline?" she asks.

    "Were you listening to me not five minutes past? I just told you I'm done with her."

    "A decision made on a beach in the middle of the night, when you've had too much rum." 

    "Mary, look at me," I say, catching her eyes with mine. "I haven't had a drink all night." She narrows her eyes.

    "Why not?" I sigh and roll to the side.

    "Because I had some thinking to do and I thought, for once, I'd do it sober." I lay on my back with my arms behind my head, staring up at the stars. "You're always telling me that I need to do better, that I need to be better, but that's not the same thing as not being me at all. The truth is, Mary, ever since our paths crossed in Kingston I haven't been able to stop thinking about you. How you fight, how you kill... how you look when you're not pretending to be a boy..." She scoffs and I grin. "And how you're here, living your life as a pirate, doing what you wish, but with a purpose, with something guiding your actions beyond the next ship full of gold. 

    "I'm done with Caroline because I'm done being something I'm not, but I'm not done with trying to be a better man. And thus far in my 27 years of life, you're the first person to make me feel like that. Like I want to be better not just for you, but for myself." Mary is silent for a moment before getting to her feet and pulling me up next to her. She keeps hold of my hand and starts to walk, dragging me along. "Where are we going?"

    "To your manor to find a proper bed. After the speech you just gave, one is required for all the things I plan to do to you," she says without turning around. I grin. Somehow, I think this is just the start of something beautiful. 
My first alternate universe story! It's from Assassin's Creed 4: Black Flag, and contains minor spoilers. 
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"Ve, when is________  going to wake up Ludwig?"

"I don't know Feli"

You struggled to wake up. Finally having the strength you open your eyes to see Feliciano and Ludwig standing on opposite sides of your bed.

You moan "My head hurts. Where am I you guys?"

"Ve!, ________ you're awake" says Feliciano jumping onto you and hugging you.

"You are at the hospital ________. Feli stop hugging her so hard.

"You are going to hurt her" said Ludwig prying Feliciano off of you.

"Hospital?" you ask confused. The last thing you remember was you hugging Gilbert with all your strength.

"Yes, the hospital. You crashed with the motorcycle" says Ludwig with his voice cracking a bit.

"Where is Gilbert then?' you ask

Ludwig's eyes start to tear up. He excuses himself and nearly runs out of the room.
Feli looks at the door with sad eyes.

"Feli?" you whisper worried that if you talked louder he would start crying.

"________, Gilbert died when you guys were riding on the motorcycle. You guys crashed. That's why Gilbert gave you the helmet. I'm so--"

Feli was interrupted by a bloodcurdling scream.

You wondered who was screaming when you realized the screaming was coming from you. You started crying. It felt like your heart was breaking to a million pieces. Feli left you to go to Ludwig. He knew that you wanted to be alone with your thoughts. You sobbed into your pillow.

'Why? Why did he have to die? Why couldn't have I died with him' you think as you try to muffle your crying and screaming into your pillow. So the doctors wouldn't come in to check up on you.

You cry yourself to sleep.

When you wake up. Ludwig is sitting in a chair by your bed. Feli is nowhere to be seen.

"Where's Feli?" you ask. Your eyes were all puffy and your throat was sore.

"Feliciano went home." Ludwig answers you.

"I'm so sorry Ludwig" you say.

"Sorry? Sorry for what ________?" Ludwig asks.

"If Gilbert hadn't driven me home that night then maybe--"

"Stop! You apologizing won't bring him back. He is dead. So don't bother apologizing" yells Ludwig. Hot angry tears run down his face.

You open your arms to him. He gets up and wipes his eyes, but the tears still keep falling. He goes to your awaiting arms and hugs you. Resting his head on your shoulder while he cries for the loss of his brother.
You cry along with him. Ludwig never cried and here he was crying. It broke your heart to see him cry. You apologize again, but he says

"________, he gave you the helmet so you could survive. He had no regrets. Probably the only regret he had was that he can't be here with you. So don't apologize. You have nothing you apologize about."

-2 weeks later-

"________, are you ready to go" asks Ludwig knocking on the bathroom door.

You were finally getting out of the hospital. The doctors determined that you were healthy enough to get out.

"Will be ready in a minute." you say putting your long (h/c) hair into a pony tail.

You look at the iron cross on the sink. It was cold to touch. You remembered the day
Gilbert gave it to you.

-Flashback-

"________! Yells Gilbert smiling.

"What?" you ask.

As usual your boyfriend had invited himself to your house and was yelling your name out
for no reason you knew of.

"Close your eyes, _______" says Gilbert

"Why?" you ask him walking into the kitchen

Gilbert follows you

"come on, ________! Don't be so…so…"

Gilbert stops to think.

He sighs giving up "Just close your eyes. Pretty please?"

You raise an eyebrow. Gilbert rarely said please. Sighing you close your eyes. You felt something cold go around your neck.

"Open up your eyes now ______" says Gilbert.

You opened your eyes and look at the necklace around your neck. It was Gilbert's most prized possession. His iron cross.

"Gilbert,I can't have this. This is important to you" you say trying to get the necklace off, but Gilbert stops you and takes your hands into his.

"_______, I want you to have it. I would only give my iron cross to the most important person to me. I love you _______. You are the most important person to me" he says.

"________ are you crying?" he asks seeing tears making wet trails on your cheek.

"I'm so happy that I'm the most important person to you" you hiccup.

He laughs and pulls you into a hug.

-end of flashback-

You were so happy that day.

Now though, the necklace was just a reminder of someone you love you can't get back. You felt a wave of tears coming. Blinking back the tears you put the cross around your neck. You walk out of the bathroom. Ludwig and Feli were waiting for you.

Feli smiled at you "Ready to go ________?"

You nod. Ludwig picks up your bag. You checked out of the hospital and went to Ludwig's car.

You stared out the window as Ludwig drove you home. Everything was passing by in a blur. You wanted to get yourself lost in the blur. To not feel the pain and empty feeling of
living without Gilbert.

"________, we are at your house" said Ludwig parking on your driveway.

Feli had told you earlier that Ludwig and he took care of your house while you were away.
You got inside your house and were walking up the stairs to your bedroom when Feli called out to you

"________, do you want something to eat?"

"No, thank you. I'm going to bed" you call back.

"Ok then, Ludwig will bring your bag upstairs" said Italy as he exited your house.

You opened your bedroom door and flopped onto your bed. You were so tired. You hear a knock on your open door.

"________. I'm leaving your bag here" says Ludwig placing your bag near your dresser.

"Ludwig?"

"Yes, ________?"

"Could you. Could ….. Could you take me to Gilbert's grave tomorrow?" you whisper.

To scared to talk louder or you might burst into tears. You bury your head into your pillow thinking that might stop your tears.

"I'm sorry. I can't" said Ludwig

Your eyes were starting to feel hot and watery.

"But maybe Francis and Antonio can take you. Since they wanted to visit you tomorrow" said Ludwig walking to the door.

"OK" you say not moving from your spot.

"Well then. See you soon ________" said Ludwig going back to his car where Feli was waiting.

You hear him drive out of your driveway and drive down the road.

"What now?"  You think as you feel yourself fall asleep.

You heard your doorbell ringing. You sigh not wanting to get up. Sighing you walk
downstairs to the door. When you open the door you see Francis and Antonio smiling at you.

"Hey, ________. How are you?" asks Francis coming inside

"I'm alright. How about you guys?" you ask closing the door behind them.

"I'm ok" says Francis"

"So am I" says Antonio.

Your stomach growls. Francis and Antonio laugh. You blush embarrassed

"Hey, ________. I'm going to go make you breakfast. You go get dressed" says Francis walking into the kitchen.

You forgot that you were also in your pajamas. You changed in the middle of the night and forgot about it.

You went upstairs and chose a black long sleeved shirt and black pants. Putting it on you walk back downstairs.
You smell French toast, scrambled eggs and bacon cooking in the kitchen. You sit down at the kitchen table with Antonio.

"Hey ________, Mind if we eat with you? We wanted to get here as fast as we could and forgot to eat breakfast" Francis asks.

"No, not at all. Please do. I would feel awkward if you didn't" you say.

"__________, you are awfully calm and nice. For a person who just lost someone important to them. When we went to Gilbert's funeral we were bawling our eyes out." says Francis placing the toast on the plate.

"I kind of cried myself out for now" you say.

Antonio pats your back as Francis places the plates in front of you and Antonio.

"Bon Appétit" says Francis sitting down.

You ate even though you weren't that hungry. Your stomach said otherwise though. Francis smiled at you when you had finished your plate.

"Would you like more ________?"

"No, thanks" you say as you put your plate in the sink and get up to grab your coat so you could go to the graveyard.

Francis and Antonio put their plates in the sink and grab their coats as they lead you to
their car. After a half hour drive you make it to the graveyard. Gilbert's grave was located on a hill by a weeping willow.

Antonio stays in the car while you and Francis go up to Gilbert's grave. He wouldn't be able to pull himself together if he went so he stays. You walk side by side with Francis. Walking around the graves that led up Gilbert's grave. Finally you and Francis make it to the grave. It is a simple grave stone. The branches of the willow sway in the wind as you read what is written on the grave:
                                       Gilbert Beilschmidt
                                     "A man made of awesome"
                            Loving brother, friend, cousin, and fiancé.


"________, I'll leave you here. Do what you have to do" says Francis leaving you and walks back to the car to wait with Antonio for you.

You play around with your engagement ring that Gilbert gave you. It was a beautiful ring. Made of white gold, but yours and his have different colored gems. You had a ruby for Gilbert's color eyes. This gem was (you e/c) for the color of your eyes.

A tear fell onto your ring. More came to follow. Your heart felt like it was breaking. You bend over with physical pain forcing you to kneel in front of the grave. The loss of Gilbert to you was too great for you to handle. Your sobs echo throughout your body.

You couldn't stand not being with him. When you had found out that the only reason he gave you the helmet was not because it was bugging him. It was because he wanted to save you. Now you blamed yourself for his death. You missed being safe and warm in his arms. You would give anything to be with him again. There was a way for you to be with him. You take out a small blade from your pocket. You had placed it on your wrist when you hear a voice behind you.

"ello miss"

You turned around to see a boy of 7 or 8 with blond hair and violet eyes. You put the blade in your sleeve so the boy wouldn't see it.

"Hello?" you say warily.

"Mon dieu, Matthew I told you to not go up here" said Francis walking to the boy.

"Who is this Francis?" you ask.

"This is Matthew. He was my sister's child" he says putting his hand on Matthew's shoulder.

"Was?"

"My sister died in a plane crash about a half a year ago. Matthew actually has a twin Alfred. Arthur had adopted Alfred"

"Why hadn't Arthur adopted Matthew too?"

"Arthur does well with children, but he lives alone in that mansion of his. He isn't able to take of two small children. Also, he might kill them with his horrendous cooking" says Francis with a laugh.

Matthew smiles. You hated to be mean, but even you knew that Arthur's cooking was inedible.

"Except that boy, Alfred, must have a stomach of steel. For he thinks Arthur's food is delicious"Francis says.

Your mouth drops open. Francis and Matthew laugh at your expression.

"I'll be waiting by the car again" says Francis walking back to the car. He tries to take Matthew with him, but Matthew stays in his spot. Francis leaves thinking that you would take Matthew done when you were done.

You face Gilbert's grave again

"Miss?" Matthew whispers.

"Yes?"

"Don't do it"

Shock registers on your face, but you don't turn around instead with a shaky voice you reply

"What do you mean?"

"Miss, death isn't the answer"

"WHAT WOULD YOU KNOW!?" you yell at him. Spinning around to face him with angry tears falling down. Then you realized what you said

"I'm so sorry. I didn't…… I'm so sorry" was all you could say.

"I do know. When my papa and mama died. I didn't want to be alone. I stuck by Alfred, but then Mr.Kirkland took him. I know he…he can't take care of-f  both of us" cries Matthew.

You kneel in front of him and hug him. Letting him cry on your chest.

"I'm so sorry, Matthew. I'm so sorry. I didn't want to make you cry" you say as your own tears fall down.

"I-I have been going house to house for this half year. None of my cousins, aunts, or uncles, can t-take me in. They all have families of their own. I want my mama. I want papa!" sobs Matthew.

You wanted to comfort Matthew, but you were crying too hard to even form any words. After a while both of you had calmed down.

'Poor Matthew to lose his parents so young. Alfred too, but Alfred now has a parent again. While no one will take Poor Mathew" you think.

Then you smile to yourself.

"Matthew would you like to live with me?" you ask.

Matthew looks up at you his eyes still wet.

"But, miss I don't want to be trouble for you I-I don't know if I-"

"Matthew, I want you to come with me. I am going through a tough time and so are you. We could help heal each other" you say liking the idea more and more. Matthew looks at you and starts crying again.

"Did I do something wrong?' you ask worried.

"N-No . I'm j-just so h-happy that someone can finally t-take care of m-me" says Matthew crying.

You smile hugging him close. When he finished crying you send him to the car so you could say goodbye. You walk back to Gilbert's grave stone and say

"Gilbert looks like I'm going to live for a bit longer. I miss you so much, but Matthew needs someone to love him and heal him. I love you so much that it hurts for me for you to be gone"

A tear slides down your face and you wipe it away.

"I hope that we could meet up again when I die. Though now I hope it will be a long time before I die. Please watch over me and Matthew."

You take the knife you had been hiding and go up to the weeping willow tree. You touched its trunk. It was cool to touch. You take the knife and carve a heart. Then you put inside the heart G.B. and your (initials) when you had finished you put the knife away. You walk down the hill. You felt like someone was smiling at you. You turn around to look back at the grave. You swore that you saw Gilbert laughing and grinning at you while sitting on top of his grave. You only shake your head smiling and walked down to the car.

-70 years later-
You were sitting in a rocking chair reading your latest letter from your grandson. You had adopted Mathieu. He had married Katyusha and had many kids. The oldest son went to a university in France. You were so proud of Matthew. Both of you healed each other by time. You both still had scars, but those were there for life. You think that Gilbert would have loved Matthew. Matthew would have liked him too.

Whenever you talked about Gilbert he would listen intently. Even now when he had a wife and kids he would be like a little boy again. Listening to each and every word you said. Folding the letter you put it in the drawer filled with letters. You grab your cane and walk into your bedroom. Changing into your pajamas you climbed into bed. You fell into a deep sleep.

It was white. A blinding white. You wondered where you were

"Welcome home, _______" says a voice behind you.

You turned around to see Gilbert smiling at you.

"Gilbert?" you say not believing your eyes.

"Yes, it's me"

"But b-but you're dead. H-How am I seeing you?'

He sighs

"_________ You died in your sleep. You have lived for a long time it was time for you to rest"

"B-but I don't want to be like this with you"

He laughs
"Look" he says walking to you with a mirror.

You take the mirror and see that the wrinkles of old age were gone. You looked and felt the same way you did before Gilbert died. You look at Gilbert with tears in your eyes.

He smiles

"Time to go ______'' he holds out his hand for you.

You take his hand and knew you were finally home.
I'm so sorry for the long wait. I was done with this for almost 2 weeks now, but I gave it to my teacher to check it over. So far no reply. So I uploaded this anyway.
I am so sorry for the long wait :icononionfailplz:
I can't believe it took me over 2 months to make this. I'm so sorry. I couldn't think of a plot. I had the ending and the end, but I kind of needed the middle, but I couldn't make anything up.
Also Halloween was coming so a lot of stress was on me to finish a lot of stuff. :icononistressplz:

I'm not surprised if your mad at me. So well I did what I said I was going to do. Make a happy ending. Is this even happy?! I don't know.

I have a question though. how do you make things italic and how do you make something in the middle of the page on devinatart. I need to do that on here but I don't know how. Since I need to do it to this story.

Here is the link to the first one
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So let me warn you all first, I am NOT a writer so I am NOT looking for a critique on this. I simply wrote this so you all could see what happened before North and Arc ended up about to be attacked by a giant monster thinger ~ Plus I already had my friend FJ fix up any errors that needed to be fixed x3, thank you <333




   Today was going to be an interesting day, this was the day that Knights become High Knights and claim their Spirit Guide aka Navigator. Once a High Knights Navigator is summoned, it's supposed to lead them to their 'Monster' or 'Battle Pet' if you will. If the High Knight is successful in capturing his Monster a bond is created and they will battle together in order to protect the kingdom.

   North frowned; in his opinion he didn't need a monster, he was a Master Swordsman who was perfectly capable of protecting himself and his kingdom. However his opinion didn't matter in this sort of situation - it was a must to claim your monster, the kingdom was in dire need of defenders given the large increase in demons. Plus the horrible fact that some High Knights and their monsters had turned on the kingdom.

   Standing in front of a round table engraved with runes he watched as the kingdom's personal warlock began the summoning process. The runes of the table glowed various colors as the man standing before North began speaking in a dead tongue. A small ball of light formed onto the table causing North to step back in confusion as he watched the sphere grow and take shape and then the light disappeared, replaced with a ball of fur.

   North cocked his head to the side. "What on earth is this?" Something on the ball of fur which looked like an ear twitched as it finally uncurled into a small puppy who gave a big yawn in North's direction then blinked, looking around. The small puppy's ears flattened as her eyes grew wide with fear and began to whimper. “W-where am I?!” She howled frantically searching the dark room. North quickly stepped forward on instinct and tried his best to comfort her as she began to cry, asking where her father went, wondering where she was.

“Where's my daddy!”

“Shh it's ok, its ok! Calm down for a second!”

“Who are you!?”

“Uh I'm, uh.. My name's North and I'm your – Uh, I.. - I would like to be your friend?”

Arc Immediately stopped crying.

“My friend?” She asked, a bit of excitement in her voice. Her tail began wagging and a smiled slowly formed on her face, everything scary was quickly forgotten.

“Y-yea” North scratched the back of his head, how could he tell a child he was their master? It sounded beyond weird for one, why the hell was he summoned a puppy? Why couldn't it be a dragon of sorts? Hell he'd have settled for a sparkling unicorn, but no, he ended up with a baby wolf... with.. with wings? Ok I guess that's a little cool.

Arc squealed in delight, hopping right into North's arms, startling North in the process 'cause he almost didn't catch her. “I love friends! Let's play tag! And hide n go seek! Oh wait what about freeze tag?!” She began naming off even more games to play till North quickly cut her off. “I have a game idea, we could play follow the leader huh?” Arc gave a loud gasp. “Oh my gosh! Please!” She jumped out of his arms and ran circles around his feet. “Please, please, please, please!” She howled.

North had to finally crack a smile, this little ball of fur was extremely hyper and well... pretty funny in a way. He knelt down, scooping her up in both hands and lifted her up in the air so they were now face to face. “Alright, you can be leader, but lets get outta here first”. The warlock that had done the summoning early was still there waiting patiently and quietly, but giving the man a glare of pure annoyance which told North it was time to leave.

*~*

About an hour later they were out in a field a bit of ways from the kingdom.

“Right then, lets play.” North gave the pup a small pat on the head then stood there waiting.
Arc giggled. “Lets play it in Akuji!”

North cocked his head to the side with a questioning look. “Akuji?”

“Yes! That's where I was before I ended up here,” her ears layed back and her excitement had quickly died down. “That's where my daddy was too” She sniffed, ready to cry again till North spoke. “O-ok lets go, don't be sad alright? We might even run into your dad”.

Just as quickly as she had become sad, Arc had grown excited again. “Okay! Lets go, I'll make the portal!”

“Wha – Portal?”

“Portal! Yup yup, I'm still new at this, but I'm getting pretty good at it!”

North cringed 'new at this' he repeated in his head. I really hope I don't die, he thought to himself as he gave a sigh of defeat “Alright.. lets go then”.

Arc grinned before turning around and closing her eyes to concentrate on where she wanted to go and then.. Ta-Da! A portal appeared before the both of them. She gave her usual excited squeal and yelled, “Just hold your breath when you go in!” before disappearing into the portal. North closed his eyes, held his breath just like the pup said and made a run for it into the portal as well.

*~*

On the other side of the portal, both were now in the lands of Akuji, the home world of the Apoc species. However it was a very bumpy ride for North, for one the portal was a very lousy un-perfected portal and he wasn't use to portal jumping at all. The wind was knocked right out of him, he had a huge headache, he felt like vomiting, and he was extremely dizzy. North was completely incapable of protecting himself or Arc from the giant demon that had spotted them a few feet away.
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   "Ah, Kenway, you really aren't any good at this, are you?" asks Mary, laughing at me from beside the haystack. I want to groan in frustration. It is impossible to sneak up on this woman! Instead, I hook her around the waist and pull her into the haystack with me, kissing her as soon as she lands beside me. Mary Read has become my obsession. 

    "Of course I'm good at this," I say after releasing her lips. "I have been doing this for years, assassin training or no, and I've not been caught once."

    "And yet I've managed to catch you every time. Why is that?" she asks, her eyes now sparkling with amusement. 

    "Two reasons," I say, pressing a kiss to her neck. "One, because you are better than they were." 

    "Flattery won't get you out of training, Kenway," she tells me, accompanied by a look that tells me I'm an idiot if I think otherwise.

    "And two," I continue as if she hasn't spoken, "you're expecting me. You can't sneak up on anyone if they know when you're coming." Her eyes light up and narrow at the same time, the way they do when she's been issued a challenge. Pair that with the wicked grin on her face and I have a feeling I'm going to regret my last statement.

    "Is that right, Kenway? So if I gave you an area to patrol and told you I'd be coming for ye, I couldn't sneak up on ya?" I pluck up my confidence.

    "No, you couldn't." There's laughter in her eyes.

    "I'll make you a deal, Edward. If you can catch me even once out of five tries I'll agree you don't need more training. We can be back on the Jackdaw today. But if you can't, you quit your bitching and finish your training to my standards. Deal?" My grin matches her. I've studied Mary. I know how she moves, how she fights, how she likes to be touched in the middle of the night. I'll be able to catch her on the first try.

    "Deal," I say, shaking her hand.

    "Good." She pushes me out of the haystack. "Then get going." The area she gives me is smaller than the one I had to hunt her in. This will be a piece of cake. At least, I think so until I feel the tap on my shoulder. I spin to find Mary standing there with her arms crossed, looking unimpressed.

    "That's one," she says.

    "I was getting the lay of the land," I protest. "I don't know this island the way you do." She raises an eyebrow and stalks away without another word. I resume my patrol. Ten minutes later I feel her pressed against my back.

    "That's two," she whispers in my ear. She melts away and I try again. I'm walking by a building when I hear something land in the nearby haystack. I grin. Got her. I head over to the haystack and start to look through it when there's another tap on my shoulder from the clearing behind me.

    "Three," says Mary, trying not to laugh. I glare at her over my shoulder. "Ready to admit defeat, Kenway?"

    "Never." She shrugs and retreats, ready to start again. Number four comes quickly after that and I'm beginning to curse the day I met Mary Read.

    On our fifth go round I hear another sound in the haystack and smile to myself. She can't really think I'd fall for it again, can she? I've got you now, Mary. I approach the haystack, but at the last moment spin around to face the clearing, finding... nothing. Before I realize what's happening I'm falling backwards into the haystack beside a laughing Mary.

    "Well Edward, it seems we're right back to where we began," she says smugly. I try to be mad, but end up laughing along with her. 

    "Ah Mary, I do love you," I say before I realize what I'm saying. I freeze, expecting Mary to stiffen or perhaps even run. She does neither, simply rolling her eyes before giving me a look.

    "Kenway, don't use that word until you know what it means." I'm taken aback. She thinks I don't know what love means? I'm saved having to mount some sort of a defense by the sounds of Adewale looking for her.

    "Mary! Mary Read! Where are you?" She rolls out of our hiding spot, getting to her feet and brushing off the hay. 

    "I'm here, Ade. What's wrong?" He pauses.

    "Where's Kenway?"

    "Right here," I say, making my own appearance. He rolls his eyes.

    "Do the two of you have to play 'hide the pirate' everywhere? Never mind, I don't want to know and this is important. The Revenge has been captured. Anne Bonny is up on charges of pirating." I still haven't gotten used to the speed at which Mary's easy going demeanor can disappear. Her laughing eyes are hard as stone now and there's no smile dancing on the edges of those lips.

    "Where is she?"

    "Kingston. We have four days until she goes before the judge." Mary turns to me without hesitation.

    "It seems your training is done after all, Kenway. The Jackdaw can get us there in time if we leave immediately." I nod.

    "Ade, are you coming with us?" I ask. He shakes his head.

    "No, Breddah. I'll follow with Ah Tabai. We don't have anything as fast as the Jackdaw, but we'll be right behind ye," he says, gesturing towards Mary, who's already halfway down the path leading to the Jackdaw.

    We manage to catch the right winds and dock in Kingston the morning of Anne's trial. The courtyard it's held in is full of people and we blend in on a bench near the back. They bring her out clapped in irons while she looks on in defiance, a look that doesn't change as the charges are read and she's sentenced to death. I feel Mary's muscles tense next to me and I know she's trying to form a plan to kill the entire courtyard and free Anne. Luckily she doesn't have to.

    "I'm pregnant!" yells Anne. The crowd breaks out in whispers. "That's right, you can't hang a woman quick with child, can ye?" As I examine her
more closely I find her stomach is slightly rounded. Seems Anne had an ace up her sleeve.

    "Quiet!" yells the judge. "If what you claim is true, then your execution will be stayed. But only until your term is up!" Anne is led away with a smile on her ever defiant face while Mary and I slink back to the ship. 

    "What now?" I ask once we've reached the cabin.

    "Anne's bought us a bit of time," she says. "We wait for Ade and Ah Tabai. Between the lot of us we'll be able to come up with a plan to spring her." I sit down on the bed, stunned by the day's events, while Mary begins to pace. Death? They sentenced sweet Anne Bonny to death for a bit of
pirating? I study Mary as she walks. Is that what would happen to her if we were caught?

    "Mary, if we ever get caught I want you to plead your belly," I say earnestly. She glances over at me and scoffs. 

    "For that to work there'd need to be a babe in it, wouldn't there?" I grab her hand as she passes me and pull her to stand between my knees.

    "I'm serious, Kidd. It would take them a few weeks to figure out that you're not with child, long enough for me to mount a rescue." She tilts her head to the side.

    "Edward, if I was captured chances are you'd be captured too. A few weeks probably wouldn't be long enough."

    "Then sleep with one of the guards until you actually are!" I say desperately.

    "Are you mad?" she asks, trying to pull her hand away from me. I don't let it go.

    "Mary, do anything to keep yourself alive long enough for me to get to you. Promise me." She pauses to think before replying.

    "And after you rescue me, what then? Am I to rid myself of the babe? Or cast it away once it's born? Or am I truly to believe that you'd raise the child as your own?"

    "I would," I swear passionately.

    "Would ye now?" she says in a tone that proclaims she doesn't believe me.

    "Mary, that babe would be the only reason you still lived, the only reason that I'd have you back here beside me. I would be forever grateful and love that child for it." She studies me for a moment before wrapping her arms around my neck.

    "Okay, Kenway. Perhaps you know what love is after all."
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     "You can't leave me Mary," I say, unpacking the few belongings from her bag. "It's only been two months, you promised me three." She makes a noise of frustration.

    "For the last time Kenway, I ain't leaving you! One of my targets has surfaced and I need to take him out before he goes to ground. Quit being a baby. I'll only be gone a week, and Adewale has volunteered to fill my place until I get back."

    "Tell Ade not to bother," I sulk. "We'll spend the week in Kingston. Perhaps visit some of the new whorehouses." I'm poking her for a reaction. I'm hoping maybe she'll fly into a rage, or perhaps beg me not to. Or, even better, decide not to go after all. I get none of these.

    "You can do as you like, Edward," she says, rolling her words together in a way that is uniquely Mary, "but if you spend the week trolling for whores the only person you'll get back on this ship is James Kidd. Mary Read will stay ashore." Leave it to Mary to outsmart me yet again. She's proven time and again her cleverness over the past two months.

    She'd been yelling orders at the crew for less than a week the first time she had to put someone in their place. She was walking across the deck, headed for the galley, when John knocked into her with his shoulder. Hard. I think he expected the teen boy to go sprawling across the deck, but though she stumbled she stayed on her feet.

    "Something to say, John?" she asked. She appeared relaxed at first glace, but I could read the tension in her every muscle. John scoffed.

    "I have nothing to say to the captain's pet cabin boy," he spat. My first instinct was to leap over the helm and lay him flat, but I was pretty sure that counted as undermining her authority, so I resisted. Barely. Mary just laughed.

    "Is that jealousy I hear? How long have you been waiting for your invitation to his cabin?" she taunted. John turned red.

    "I would never-"

    "Oh please," she cut him off. "The whole crew knows you find your pleasure with Simon on a regular basis." This was met by chuckles from the rest of the crew, who were watching with rapt attention.

    "All I know is that after the black one left-" John started.

    "Careful what you say here, Johnny boy," she warned, hand resting near her sword. "His name is Adewale." I tried not to grin. It's just like Mary to defend a friend's honor, whether he be present or not.

    "Fine, after Adewale left it should have been me or Malcolm as quartermaster, not some kid who's only talent lies in warming the captain's bed," he said. Mary gave him a crooked grin.

    "Malcolm," she called up to where he was sitting aloft, "do you agree with this lazy excuse for a pirate?"

    "John, if you can't keep your big mouth shut at least leave me out of it!" Malcolm yelled down. John scowled while Mary laughed her low, husky laugh, sending shivers up my spine.

    "It seems Mal has no objections, which just leaves you. Ever think you weren't made quartermaster because you can barely tell port from starboard?" John turned even redder and lunged for her. Before I could order him thrown overboard, Mary had him pinned face first to the deck with his arm wrenched up behind his back.

    "Listen closely John. I'm quartermaster here, and no amount of your bitching is going to change that. The way I see it, you have three options. You can keep running your mouth and get marooned on one of the lovely nearby deserted islands, you can hold your tongue until we get to port and find a new ship to crew, or you can learn your place, shut your mouth, and stay aboard the Jackdaw. Frankly, I don't give a damn which one you choose, but if you come at me again looking for a fight I'll slit your throat and throw you overboard for the sharks. Savvy?"

    "Savvy," John managed to choke out. Mary released his arm and took a step back. 

    "Good," was all she said before continuing below deck. John shaped up and stayed on board, now one of James Kidd's biggest fans.

    "Will you at least tell me who the target is?" I ask Mary as she repacks her bag.

    "Do you remember Laurens Prins?" she asks.

    "Of course, the slaver the Sage was working for."

    "Well, his second in command has taken over his slave trade. He's surfaced in Nassau, looking to take on new crew without scruples. I'll be cutting his plans short," she explains, finishing with her bag.

    "If you're going to Nassau then why are we docked at Pirate's Cove?" I ask, slightly confused. She gives me a look that tells me she thinks me an idiot.

    "Edward, the last time you were in Nassau you blew up the blockade set by the king. Arriving on the Jackdaw would draw a lot of attention I'm trying to avoid." She slings her bag over one shoulder. "Now then, this is your last change for a kiss before I-" She doesn't get to finish her sentence because I already have her in my arms, kissing her passionately. She wraps her arms around my neck and returns it with interest.

    "Please be careful," I whisper against her lips. She takes a step out my embrace and shoots me a grin.
    "Ah, Kenway. I'm not the one you need worry about. I've got to go, there's a schooner waiting for me one dock over. Ade will be waiting for you in the tavern." With that she turns on her heel and leaves the cabin. I was lying about the whorehouse. I doubt I could even feign interest in someone who isn't Mary at this point. I head toward the tavern to find my old quartermaster and closest friend already settled at a table with a drink in hand. He smiles and waves when he sees me, then gestures at the seat across from him. 

    "Kenway! it's good to see your ugly face again Breddah," he says, clasping my arm across the table.

    "And yours as well, Ade," I reply, signaling the tavern wench for a drink. "Though I'm surprised you volunteered to fill Kidd's spot for the week. You were very clear about how you felt when you were leaving."

    "That's true, but, uh, James has sent word that your attempts to care for more than gold are coming along nicely." I smile at that.

    "I have been trying, though gold is still near the top of my list," I say.

    "I won't begrudge you that," replies Ade. "So, what are we doing this week? Taking down a convoy? Diving for shipwrecks? Hunting the white whale that's been spotted not far from here?"

    "Actually, Ade, I thought I'd just take the week off. We'll be staying here at the Cove. I'll be fixing up the manor house if you'd like to stay and join me." Ade looks at me for a moment before he bursts out laughing. 

    "I never thought I'd see the day, Kenway. I believe I know what you now value more than gold." I take a swig of the rum the barmaid's just put down in front of me. His laughter dies out.

    "I see. You wish to be accompanying him on this."

    "What if something happens to he-him," I say, catching myself before saying her, "and I'm not there to help? What if something happens, and Kidd's gone for good?" Ade takes another drink.

    "There is a way for you to be able to accompany Kidd to all his targets," he says. 

    "There is?" I ask, my interest piqued.

    "Of course," responds Ade. "All you have to do is join the Assassins."
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   "Oh Lord!" I say, rolling away from Mary. "If that's what I get for a heart felt speech I think I'm going to have to start composing sonnets." Mary gives a breathless laugh.

    "You start writing sonnets and I'll need a more active imagination."

    "So, tell me Kidd," I say, slowing regaining my wits, "have you a ship to captain at the moment?"

    "Not at the moment, no. Though I am due to meet Anne Bonny and Calico Jack. Jack's got a new ship, the Revenge, that I'm eager to put through her paces."

    "Calico Jack?" I say, sitting up and giving her an incredulous look. "The same Calico Jack Rackham that stole my ship and left me marooned with Vane?"

    "Come now, Edward, he didn't kill you. That's as good as knowing you'd be fine," she responds.

    "I still don't trust him," I say. 

    "Of course you don't. He marooned you," she says with a husky laugh. I look out the window at the sun coming up over the open sea, spotting the Jackdaw in the harbor.

    "What would you say to putting the Jackdaw through her paces instead?" I ask.

    "I'd say you sound crazier than old Thatch. Everyone knows no one but you and your quartermaster touch that ship's helm," she says, lazily drawing circles on my back.

    "Exactly," I say, turning to look at her. The lazy sensuality she exudes begins to fade as she props herself up on her elbows, allowing the sheet to slip below one beautiful breast.

    "And what of Adewale?" she asks, causing my gaze to snap to her face. She gives me an amused look. "See anything you like, Kenway?"


    "I see plenty I like," I say, moving in to kiss her. She puts a hand to my chest and pushes. 

    "Quartermaster. Adewale."

    "Right," I say, sitting back. "It seems Ade has grown tired of following a man whose only care is gold. He's left to join your family of assassins, actually."

    "Has he really?" she says with a smile. "He'll make a fine brother-in-arms."

    "Aye, that he will, and I give him my blessing. However, that leaves me without a quartermaster." She raises an eyebrow at me. 

    "And am I to have his private quarters below deck as well?"

    "Of course not!" I say, leaning over her, framing her torso with my arms. "You'll be staying in the captain's cabin, with me." I lean down to kiss her again, but she ducks beneath my arm and sits up on the other side of the bed. I bury my head in the pillow and groan in frustration before sitting back up to face her.

    "And you don't mind your crew thinking you're bedding down each night with a teenage boy?" she asks, with that same damned eyebrow raised. 

    "Why would they think that? I already know you're a woman, and I've never believed in that foolish superstition, so there's no reason for you to keep up your disguise. And any member of my crew that don't like it can be easily replaced." The eyebrow doesn't budge.

    "You want me to expose myself as a woman to every pirate in the West Indies in exchange for a short run as your quartermaster?" she asks, as if I truly am as mad as Thatch. 

    "Hold on, who said it's to be a short run?" I ask.

    "And who's to say it won't?" she counters. "Edward, I won't be following a man who's heart is set on gold alone any more than Ade."

    "But I'm-"

    "Trying to change," she interrupts. "And that's admirable, but I'm not going to gamble my entire identity on it. If I stay James Kidd I can continue my life as a pirate if we go our separate ways. If I'm Mary Read I'll need to be sleeping with a captain, like Anne, or end up a tavern wench. Neither of those are acceptable to me. So you can take James Kidd on as your quartermaster, or you can keep looking." The look on her face says she won't budge an inch and I grin. I've always liked a stubborn woman.

    "All right, Kidd. Welcome aboard the Jackdaw." She grins.

    "As for my terms," she says.

    "Your terms?" I ask, confused.

    "Honestly Kenway, this can't be the first time you've hired on a quartermaster." Right, hiring a quartermaster here, not luring Mary onto my ship because of that thing she does with her tongue.

    "To business then," I reply. "What are your terms?"

    "I sign on for an initial run of three months as a trial period. As quartermaster, I'll outrank everyone on that ship but you, and I don't need you jumping in to defend me. It undermines my authority. I want an additional five percent cut of the booty above the standard crew rate, and the rule still stands that if you tell anyone I'm not James but Mary I'll unman you. Which would be a shame," she says, turning her gaze to my lap, "because you certainly do know how to use it."

    "You'll have to try harder than that to make me blush, Mary." She gives me a seductive smile.

    "I'm not trying to make ye blush Kenway. I'm trying to wake your little pirate so I can give him another tour below deck." I lunge across the bed for her, trapping her underneath me. When I go to kiss her this time she lets me.

    "I accept all your terms with one condition," I say against her lips. She laughs.

    "Edward, you're going to need to stop kissing me long enough to talk." I pull away slightly, but still close enough that our noses touch.

    "I said I accept your terms with one condition."

    "And what would that be?"

    "That you still share the captain's cabin with me." I can feel her hesitation.

    "Are you sure about that, Edward? It will do quite a bit of damage to your 'ladies man' reputation."

    "Well, I couldn't very well sleep with you only one deck below me, could I? Not now, knowing what you can do with that tongue of yours."

    "Oh Kenway, you don't know the half of it." I kiss her long and hard and deep. One day soon she'll realize she's meant to be on the deck of the Jackdaw, sailing beside me for the rest of our days. Until I can convince her of that my reputation will just have to take the hit. It's a small price to pay for laying claim to Mary Read. 
If you've read part one then there are no spoilers in part 2! I totally ship Kiddway. Send me any art you have of them, they're amazing. 
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This is a lot dumber then I thought it was going to be.
I apologize.
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"Ma, why are we doing this?"
"Because his mother and I are good friends and we want you both to be friends, too!"
BLU Scout and his mother were going to meet RED Scout and his mother.
"But Ma! We are enemys! We are supposed to hate and kill each other!"
"I don't care, hon'! You have holidays, so you won't kill each other! Oh look, I can see them already!"
Both mothers ran up to each other giving each other a friendly hug. Both Scout stared at each other.
"'sup,BLU."
"'sup RED."
Both mothers were talking about some girly stuff, like shopping. Both Scouts didn't talk really much.
"You're so dead!", both said suddenly at the same time.
And the torture began.


First of all they did the most awkward thing ever: they went shopping with their mothers. The Scouts were teasing each other.
"Hey, BLU retard! This pink shirt would fit to a girl like you!"
"Oh yeah? Then look at this skirt! It would fit you with that shirt, RED dumbass!"
"Look at this jacket for little girls! Because you are a whiny little girl, BLU jackass!"
"Then look at this gay scarf! It fits perfect for you stupid red T-shirt, moron!"
They kept teasing each other, until both Scouts were thrown out by the shopkeeper.
"See what you did, moron? Now we got in trouble.", RED Scout said angrily.
"Me?! You started with this, ya idiot!"
"SCOTT!", both moms called by their real names.
"Are you crazy? Never do that again! That was really embarrassing!", the RED lady said.
"For a 23 year old man you're really immature, Scott!", the BLU lady said.
"Sorry, Ma...", both Scouts said at the same time, noticing that and glared at each other.

They went through the whole mall. Both mothers were talking excited while both Scouts were walking behind them, pissed.
"You know what's really immature? My Scott hates ties! He grew up already, and he still can't bind ties!", the BLU woman said, the son widened his eyes in embarrassement, the RED Scout laughed at him.
"Oh, my son likes ties, but he hates scarfs! He always binds scarfs so tight, that he's almost strangling himself everytime!"
Now the RED Scout was embarrassed and BLU Scout laughed at him.
"Ma!", both shouted after a while, but their mothers kept talking.
"Hon', please shut up, will ya?", both said.
"But...but... Ma, that's not funny! You are bullying me!", BLU Scout said.
"No I'm not, I'm saying the truth!"
The BLU young man sighed. "Fine."
All four went out of the mall later, the Scouts carrying the bags for their mothers. They got hungry,so they decided for a picnic. The mothers were preparing the picnic, while the Scouts decided to play Baseball with each other.

"Are ya ready?", asked RED Scout.
"Sure, let's do it! What are you waiting for, moron?!", was the answer.
Everytime they had to hit the ball, they hit it so hard hoping that the ball would hit the other Scout's head or somewhere else. And they did hurt each other.
"OUCH! My freakin' head!", BLU Scout said in a painful voice.
"Haha, too stupid to play Baseball, moron?"
"Shut up and play!"
After a while, RED Scout got hit on his chest.
"FUCK! Are ya crazy?! That hurt, dammit! I couldn't breathe for a moment!", said RED cout panting.
"Then learn how to hit the ball! I got headache because of you!"
"You are SO dead!"
"You,too!"
They kept playing. Harder. Faster. They were so busy to keep playing to hurt each other that they didn't notice their mothers were eating already.
Suddenly, both Scouts were laying on the grass, holding their... balls?
"FUCK!!", both sreamed in pain.
The young mothers couldn't help but starting to laugh at their poor youngest sons.
"This...this is so embarrassing...", BLU Scout murmured.
"Fuck...yes, it is...", RED Scout agreed with him.
"But I had fun."
"Yeah, me too."
They stood up, trying to walk normal, sat down and ate something.


It was late already when they decided to go home. The young mothers hugged each other.
"It was a really nice day with you! Let's do this again someday!", the BLU lady said.
"Yes, I really enjoyed the day with you!", the RED lady said and both wished each other a good night.

"So uh... Our game... don't tell anyone, okay?!", the RED Scout started to talk.
"Why should I do that, dumbass?!"
"Okay, whatever, uh... Our game was pretty epic though. Next time I'm gonna win, ya pussy."
"Haha, you really believe that? Well, see ya the next time then! Had fun, by the way!"
"Me, too. Good night, dumbass."
"Good night, moron."


They gave each other a high five and fists and went home with their mothers.
"Tch... such a dumbass... can't bind ties.", RED Scout said, smirking.
"Tch... such a moron... can't bind scarfs.", said his BLU version and smirked.
I was really bored... xD

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                                                     Scary Stories



The Roommate
There once was an elegant , smart , beautiful girl . She had gone back to her dorm  late one night . Shadows stalked the the hallway corridores . She retrived her books before heading over to her boyfriends dorm .She wanted to spend the night at his place for once and of course her boyfriend did not object. She opened the door . She stepped nto the room . She knew instandtly her roommate would be sleeping soundly and would not like it if she turned on the light,so she did not


She stumbled and tripped , and fumbled around the dark , shadowy room for aproximently about , estimating , 10 minutes or so, gathering what she would need and take before finally leaving . She quietly closed the door . Her boyfriend was waiting by the door . They walked back to his dorm together .The next afternoon, she walked back to her dorm . She stared at the entrance dumbfoundly . It was surrounded by police.

An officer approched her  . He was tall with brown hair , very buff and stronge .He asked her if  she lived there . She didn't know what this was about  , and was very confused . "Yes" , she replied . The police officer showed her into the room . She gasped and dropped her belongings in shock. There, written on the wall in blood,were the exact words , "Aren't you glad you didn't turn on the light?" . Her roommate was dead .




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There once was an old woman who lived all alone . Her only conpanion was her beloved , kind , sweet canine friend . Every single night her dog would curl up in his warm , cozy , purple basket beside his masters bed where he slept, and every night the dog would lick the old womans hand to say goodnight.The dog and the old woman had a special bond that they both treasured very much . Nothing could come between them .



One night, she woke up  with a jerk .Silence greeted her but then-  "drip...drip...drip..." sound coming from somewhere in her big , old wooden house . She got out of bed angrily, and walked into the kitchen  . She quickly tightened the tap and sighed . She made her way back to bed . She sat down on her bed side and pulled her feet up onto the bed . Her dog licked her hand goodnight  as always and she slowly drifted back to sleep.

Another hour later she woke up again  very pissed annoyed and once again she heard the constant "drip...drip...drip" sound. She got out of bed again . She muttered something to herself . This time she walked into the bathroom . She groaned and tightened the tap. She again sighed . She was old and tierd , and this wasn't helping . After feeling that this time she had done the trick she stumbled back into bed exhasted and tierd from lack of sleep but ,received a comforting lick on the hand and went to sleep.

The warm rays of sun sprouted through her window . She was blinded by light . She quickly covered her eyes .  She yawned , and made her way to the bathroom."I really need a shower " , she told herself , pulling the shower curtain to the side . She almost had a heart attack .Her heart shattered ! Tears were free falling from her eyes . Her dog was hanging from a hook nailed into the roof of her shower,his tail tied in a knot from the hook , and it's blood was still going "drip...drip....drip...."
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You and Edward stared at the dark-skinned man slowly approaching. Alphonse took a small step back.
You heart felt like it was going to jump out of your chest. You were very frightened, but knew you had to be courageous to catch the mass murderer slowly approaching you and the Elric brothers.
Edward was shaking slightly in front of you. Scar stopped about five feet in front of Edward.
“So,” Scar said, his tone of voice sending shivers down your spine. “You are going to try and catch me again?”
“Damn right!!!” Edward yelled angrily. He dashed at Scar, clapping his hands together. He stopped and bent down in front of Scar, touching his hands to the ground.
Large pillars of rock headed for Scar, but he dodged them all, landing on the ground after the attack.
You nodded to Al. You knew it was your time to fight.
You dashed past Scar who was currently in combat with Edward. You leapt onto the first stone pillar that Edward had transmuted.
“Hey Scar,” you called to him. Scar paused his fight with Edward, both of them staring at you.
“(F/n) (l/n),” Scar muttered darkly. “The Dragon Alchemist.”
“HEY!” you called again. “Cause of you, we have to be out here. Thing is, I like making my OWN decisions!!”
With saying that, you jumped into the air. As you were drifting back down, you prepared to kick Scar in the head with your left foot.
Just as your foot was about to make contact with his head, Scar dodged to your right. You landed with your hands on the ground, your body in a squatting position.
When Scar had dodged your attack, Edward had transmuted his auto-mail arm into a blade. He slashed at Scar’s chest, but Scar dodged Edward’s attack once again.
Al got into a fighting position as Scar and Edward approached him. Edward suddenly did a back flip, (A/N: Writer: I’m not the only one who gets really turned on when he does a back flip, right? RIGHT?) drawing away from Scar. You stood up and walked over to Edward.
Al was currently throwing kicks and punches at Scar. Scar dodged every one of Al’s attacks, as Al dodged every one of Scar’s attacks.
You clapped your hands together and held them out into the humid air. You managed to get a hold of some energy and released it from your auto-mail hands.
Red sparks of light headed towards Scar, but he dodged the attacks, and somehow managing to dodge Al’s punch. That was the first time you used alchemy in front of the Elric brothers, as they hadn’t known you could use alchemy without a transmutation circle. Not until now.
Edward was behind you, and he was shocked all right. But now wasn’t the time. There was a mass-murderer you had to worry about.
Edward came out from behind you, dashing at Scar. Edward clapped his hands and placed them on the wall. Stone pillars shot at Scar, but he avoided them. The stone smashed into the building at the other side of the alley.
You jumped on one of the pillars and clapped your hands. Red sparks headed for Scar, but he dodged to your left and destroyed the pillar you were standing on. You realized after the fact that you were falling, straight on your back.
But rather than hard stone hitting your back, you felt something caressing you. It felt warm and comforting.
Edward had caught you.
You blushed madly as he set you down, jumping over the rubble as he dashed at Scar.
Your heart was beating fast and you were blushing immensely. But it isn’t the time for that! You though angrily.
You too dashed at Scar, aiming for his feet. Edward was going for his upper body as Alphonse tried to hit Scar with stone pillars he transmuted.
You eventually felt your auto-mail get kinky from so much movement. It felt very loose. This battle had to end. Fast.
Before you could make any other movement, you felt heat hit your face. Outside the way which Edward entered the alley, there were orange flames swaying in the air. You figured this was Roy Mustang’s fire alchemy.
Edward had moved so that he was facing the direction of the fire. You decided to move as well, your feet going over the rubble.
You, Edward, and Al drove Scar to the direction of the fire outside the alley.
Eventually, the three of you drove Scar into the streets.
Many of the people you had met yesterday were there. You and the Elric brothers moved past where Roy and Scar were fighting. Havoc led you to an automobile to take you back to Eastern Headquarters.
When you had arrived, you felt a pain. You glided your hand over where it hurt on your neck. There seemed to be a fairly deep cut in your neck that ran along the right side.
You also happened to notice that there was a gash on Edward’s right side of his forehead.
And you remembered that he had caught you. His warm hands caressing you, as if he were an angel…
You felt your face growing hot as you were led into Eastern Headquarters. You, Edward, and Alphonse were led to a library to look in while you waited for the Colonel and the others to get back.
You sat in front of a bookshelf, a couple thick books to your right; you were going to look at them after you had thoroughly explored the book you were currently reading. Edward was to your right a few feet away. He sat on the ground, also looking through a book. Many thick books surrounded him. You recalled Al saying he was going to the other side of the library to see what they had.
You glanced at Edward many times. He looked so cute when he was so focused into his book…
Edward looked up to find you staring at him.
Quickly, you looked back down at your book, blushing. You could still feel his eyes on you.
“Is something wrong?” he asked casually. There was a long pause. You looked up to see him blushing. “Y-you…” he stammered. “You were staring at me, so…..”
You felt your face get redder. “No…” you trailed off, trying to find an excuse. “I-I just noticed you had a gash on your forehead.”
He blinked and ran his auto-mail hand over the cut. He gave you a toothy (A/N: Writer: *coughadorablecough*) smile.
“Yeah, well…” he trailed off. “You seem to have a cut yourself.”
You nodded.
“I think I got this gash when Scar destroyed the stone pillar you were standing on,” Edward said. He gave you a sly smile, resting his chin on his hand. “But I never got a thank you for technically saving your life.”
Now that you thought about it, he had saved your life. You gave him a sympathetic look as you walked over to him. You stopped and knelt down, looking into his golden eyes that seemed brighter than the sun (A/N: Writer: That’s hot.).
You put your hands on his shoulders. A blush was forming on his face.
“Thank you,” you said, putting all of your heart into those words. “Edward.”
Edward looked away and patted you on the head. He nodded, his head still turned.
You got up slowly and went back to reading your book. Soon afterwards, Al had returned.
“Brother! (y/n)!” Al called from the other end of the bookcase. You and Edward looked up from the books you were reading, turning your attention to Alphonse.
“Lieutenant Ross just stopped by,” Al said. “She said the Colonel and the others are back.”

Time Skip

Soon enough, you and the Elric brothers were once again in Colonel Mustang’s office.
Mustang and many other military dogs that had come along with him to fight Scar were also in the room.
From the look of it, Scar seemed to escape. Again.
Mustang spoke up. “In case you haven’t noticed,” he began. “We didn’t catch Scar. It seems he escaped using the sewer system under the street. The area is currently blocked off for inspection and further investigation.”
Great, you thought coldly. We went through all that for nothing.
“Anything else, Colonel?” Alphonse asked the Colonel. “I think Brother needs some repairs.”
Mustang sighed. “No,” he replied. “You are dismissed. Thanks for your time.”
With that, you and the Elric brothers exited the busy office.
While walking down the hall, Edward spoke up. “(y/n),” he said quietly. You turned to him as you walked. “How…how can you transmute without a transmutation circle?”
You let out a sigh. “I’ll tell you on the train,” you replied smoothly. “Okay?”
“Wait,” Al butted in. “You’re coming with us? To Rush Valley?”
You nodded. “My mechanic lives in Rush Valley. I need a couple repairs.” You paused, smirking at Edward. “You don’t mind, do you?”
Edward blinked softly. A light blush tinted his cheeks. He let out a loud sigh. “Yeah,” he replied emotionlessly, his eyes now facing forward. “Whatever.”
You let out a small giggle as the three of you walked down the hall, heading to the hotel.

Time Skip

As soon as you and the Brothers had gotten your things and checked out of the hotel, you headed to the train station.
You and Alphonse sat on the bench as Edward purchased the tickets to board the train.
Edward came back to the bench where you and Al sat, three tickets in his left hand. After giving one of the tickets to Al, Edward gave one to you, the last one for himself.
“So (y/n),” Al said. You turned to him as Edward sat down to your right. “Have you ever been to Rush Valley?”
You shook your head. “I haven’t seen my mechanic in years,” you replied, facing Alphonse. “The last time I saw him was three years ago, the previous time I had to get repairs. He was still in Dublith by that time. I had received word that he had gone to Rush Valley.”
Edward let out a chuckle. “Yeah,” he said sarcastically. “Just don’t be surprised when crazy mechanic freaks crowd around you, asking to take a look at your auto-mail.”
Alphonse turned towards his brother. “You know,” Alphonse said matter-of-factly. “Just because that kind of stuff happened to you doesn’t mean it will happen to other people.”
“Stuff?” you asked Edward. “What happened?”
Edward’s eyebrow twitched. Alphonse tapped your shoulder. You turned to face the younger brother.
“Some people wanted to see Brother’s auto-mail,” Al explained. “So they took off all his clothes except his underwear in the street… (A/N: Writer: I’m trying to imagine all the fangirls screaming right now.)”
Ed became furious. “DAMMIT AL!” he yelled. “DID YOU REALLY HAVE TO TELL HER THAT?!” Edward’s face was red with embarrassment.
“Calm down, Brother,” Alphonse replied to his older brother’s outburst. “She’s trustworthy.”
Edward narrowed his eyes at you. After a while, he looked over to Alphonse.
“You sure?” Edward asked. With that, you clenched your left hand into a fist and bopped Edward on the head.
“OW!!” he yelled. “THAT HURT LIKE HELL!!”
“It was supposed to!” you retorted. “You said I’m not trustworthy!”
“Yeah, cause you’re so damn crazy!!”
“WHO’S CRAZY, PIPSQUEAK?!”
“WHO ARE YOU CALLING SO SMALL HE CAN BE MISTAKEN FOR A FLEA?!?!”
“YOU, DAMMIT!!”
And the fight proceeded with a sissy fight. After a couple minutes, a bell rang, indicating that your train was about to leave.
The three of you got up, handed your tickets to the conductor, and took a seat on the train. You sat by the window, Edward to your left, Alphonse across from you.
You had the feeling that it may take a while until you reached Rush Valley.
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