I haven't updated in a while...yeah...soooo, I'm updating today because I finally had an idea of what I wanted to do, my mind was just raped from an uber graphic yaoi rape threesome pic that I'm trying to forget the image of, and I'm pissed at my school for choosing HSM for the play...so yeah, let's update!

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"Y-you monster!"

The slums of Ishbal were up in flames. Stinking black smoke billowed into the air as flames devoured the makeshift shelters. His ears filled with the pained screams of his people, Scar glared at the younger alchemist, clenching his right fist angrily. Yoki pointed a finger at Edward and continued to yell. "How can you possible be alive!? They said you died along with the rest of the military!"

Ed just continued to smirk. "Then everything's going according to plan." He lifted the black pistol he had been using to shoot stray survivors of the deadly fire, the same one he had stolen off of Riza's corpse soon after he had killed her. Yoki's eyes widened more as he fell to his knees and clasped his hands together. "Please! Spare me!" He begged.

"Heh." He aimed the gun, targeting straight for his head. Yoki screamed and jumped to his feet, bolting in the other direction, but before he got far, a bullet hole appeared at the back of his neck, the bullet bursting out through his throat. He fell to the ground, the bone at the base of his neck shattering under the force of the bullet passing through it. Edward smirked at him, watching the blood pool around the corpse with interest. He glanced up and saw Scar staring at him with utter disgust in his crimson eyes and grinned, turning to face him, his hands in his pockets. "Surprised?" He asked casually.

Something's...not right about him anymore. Scar narrowed his eyes at him, but actually found himself speechless. Ed laughed softly and turned his gaze downcast, looking at his automail arm with a frown. "To think, how many times have you gotten in the way? No wonder we ran out of time..." He laughed bitterly, his eyes beginning to fill with hate and anger. "Well, are you happy now?! Because we failed. Al's gone..."

"...is this what you've been doing all this time? Killing for the sake of your brother's death?" Scar asked slowly. He had heard the rumors, but they had sounded foolish and exaggerated at the time. Now that the truth's staring him in the face, he wasn't sure what to believe anymore. "A pointless attempt to take your self-righteous murders and justifying it for such a foolish reason."

"And killing people for the sake of your false God is right!?" Ed growled angrily. Scar chose not to answer, instead turning his back on the blond and staring at the smudged, rust red ground. Ed sighed and looked up at the sky with a frown. "When someone you cared about is taken from you, you just have to fight for them, and do everything in your power to avenge them if they're hurt. I said something like that a long time ago." He looked at him carefully. "Wouldn't you agree?"

He winced, a faint image of his own lost brother flashing into his thoughts for a mere second. He looked back at Fullmetal, who had gone back to smirking manically. "I swore that I would do this for Al, and I'm not letting someone like you stop me!" He lunged, his fist pulled back, ready to strike blindly. Scar easily dodged him with a sigh. Fool. Left himself right open. Scar swung his right arm down, intending to grab onto Edward's head and destroy it from the inside out.

But he never did. Ed smirked, twisting mid-step and catching his open fist, and pushing it back and around until it cracked loudly. Scar winced hard, trying to get away, but Ed's grip was unbelievably strong. With a small, amused laugh, he let him go and somehow wound up behind him, about to land a blow. Crap…Blocking him, Scar dove down and attempted to punch Ed in the gut.

Ed caught his fist and smirked, and with his automail arm, he pulled back Scar's sleeve to glance at the transmutation circle that had torn apart the lives of so many people. "Well, you won't be needing this anymore. After all, you are just about to die." He pulled his metal hand away, blue light crackling under his flesh palm. Sparks jolted through Scar's arm, the skin blowing itself apart along with the inner layer of muscles laced in red. Blood splattered around an on the two of them, Scar falling to the ground, clutching the splintered bare bones that had managed to survive the attack, and screamed. Ed threw his head back and laughed loudly, sadistically, as the crimson drops of blood and slivers of tissue ran down his face and clothes.

"Seems familiar, doesn't it, Scar?? Unfortunately for you, your arm can't get fixed." He stepped closer to Scar with a sneer.

"My...my alchemy...how did you...?"

"It's not like it was hard to learn. All I had to do was learn how to stop at decomposition like you do naturally." He explained and brought one bloody hand up. "I'll give you some time to pray in your 'God'. Or beg for mercy. Whichever you prefer."

"...damn you." Scar clutched the ruined joint of his shoulder and grimaced, ripping off the pathetic remains of bone and tossing it to the ground, then fought to get to his feet. Ed laughed again. "You really think, after all this, that you can still defeat me? Pathetic." He closed the distance between the two and grabbed his face with his flesh arm tightly, issuing the slightest cracks from the pressure. "And if your God really does exist, I'm pretty sure He'll send you straight to Hell for what you've done to my brother, you bastard." The alchemic energy gathered beneath his palm again and was absorbed into Scar's body. A second later, blood burst from his nose, mouth and ears, his eyes rolling up into his head, leaving bloodshot white. His skull being crushed from within, blood forced its way through, spraying in all directions. His body now limp, Ed slowly loosened his grip, watching Scar sink his knees, his head bowed low and his arms limp at his sides. Ed stared at the body, still dripping with drops of blood into the thick puddles gathering at his feet, and frowned deeply.

"I'm not the same as him...I can't be. He's wrong. His reason for murdering was false, because there is no God. I'm doing the right thing, right Alphonse?" He breathed airly, glancing up at the sky, expecting an answer. But of course he didn't get one. Al had been gone for so long...Ed sighed and turned, calmly walking away from the bloody scene, a look of determination etched into his face.

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Okay, Egao Happy Peace is just about the worse song to listen to while writing this. It's so unbelievably cute and...and...gah.

So yeah, I had originally intended on ending this fanfic like, two chapters from now, but there's too many people to kill and not enough chapter space, so I'm extending the fanfic to about ten chapters. Yay!

...does anyone else besides me can totally envision this fanfic in like, the manga or something? I dunno...I get the images very clearly in my head...maybe I'm just insane...? ...Yeah, that sounds right.

Well, it's about 3AM, so I'm gonna go back to reading fanfiction, lol.