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The Chimera Project

"Oh, my name? Its Shea. Shea Alexis Johnson." The girl scratched her head with a slightly embarressed grin. "Sorry for not responding sooner, I was a bit lost in thought."

Her hand reached to gently stroke her own cheek while in thought...

"Wait..." Shea looked up again at Ed. "I don't think we should do any sort of planing until we all understand our...Powers? Abillities? Enhancements?.. I don't really know what to call them." The girl almost turned away to ponder, but then suddenly looked back, as if catching herself.

"Anyways... Ed, you are an Alchemist, right? What do you do to help focus when doing alchemy?"
 
Bek gave a small sigh while she waited for someone to go fisrt, then she'd go next. She agreed with Shea, but she didn't know what to chose...instant escape or wait to train with her new...ability...
 
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Edward glared nastily at Fang for a moment, before slinking out the now-open door and peeking down a hallway. There were two guards around the corner... They needed to be dealt with. He short forward with even more speed than usual, keeping his body as low and streamlined as possible. As he ran, he transmuted his right arm into a wicked blade just before leaping into the air gracefully above the two surprised guards and bringing the blade down on one of them.

The sharp steel sliced cleanly through muscle, bone, and tendons, nearly severing one guard's left arm. The wounded man yelled in pain, but was muffled a split second later by a boot to the mouth.

Edward hissed with a primal need for blood, eyes glazed over with a dangerous hunter's glint. he continued to rip up the fallen guard until a loud bang rang out, and the blond staggered backwards. The other guard had fired at him and the bullet struck his left arm, near the elbow.
 
Bek dashed out when Edward was shot, her ears laid back flat on her head, the ruby on her head flashed blood red, and a huge, heavy object (she couldn't tell what it was) seemed to leap up from it's place on the ground and hurtle toward the ground with a purple glow enveloping it. A second later, she was on the floor, panting, she felt tired and strained, What just happened? Was it the creature I'm mixed with that caused this to happen? ((HIT ME WITH AN INSPIRATION STICK, SOMEBODY!!!))
 
Fang swears under his breath, darting out of the door and transmuting the silver on his left arm into a sheild and the silcer on his right arm into a long blade. He leaps infront of Edward to block another attack...when a huge boulder like object squishes the man into a pulp.

".....Ew"

He looks back at Ed, then shakes his head.

"You got shot...not smart"

He looks back at the rest of the gang.

"Anyone want to try to remove a bullet?"
 
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Bek grimaced when she noticed how squashed the guard was..."Not the prettiest sight ever, huh?" she muttered under her breath.

When Fang asked if anyone could get the bullet out, she replied with a small "May I try?" she headed over to Edward and knelt beside him. She glanced at Edward once as if asking for permission to attempt to remove the bullet.
 
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((*bonks with stick* am I helping? :D?))

Edward didn't make a sound, his gold eyes wide and confused. There was a dull, familiar throb in his arm, just above the elbow... He glanced down and stared.

Blood was oozing from the small hole, dripping from his thin fingertips onto the cement floor. It was strangely warm and numb...

Then the pain hit.

It rippled up his arm and into his brain, the searing fire like a sun washing over him. He cried out and staggered, nearly falling.

No. No. Edward Elric was stronger than that.

He bit his lip, a sharp fang he was unused to having puncturing it a bit, and squared himself to withstand the pain. Tears rose in the corners of his eyes but he shook them away.

"...Let's go," He hissed "The noise must have... have alerted someone... Keep.. moving."
 
Fang shakes his head and sighs.

"Whatever you say. But once we get the hell out of here, you need to get that checked out"

He then goes to scout ahead of Edward, his ears twitching to every sound. He then looks over his shoulder at Ed.

"I hear sirens...and feet. Coming from...behind us. We need to run and get the heck out of here.Now"
 
Shea looked in amazement at Ed, he had so perfectly dissected the poor guards body. Yet she was also scared because while part of her wanted to be horrified by it, the other half stood in awe. The blasting noise of another gunshot broke her dazed state, and she beheld the hunter stagger with a now wounded arm.

Shea launched herself at the the new gunman, feeling invincible after seeing such a graceful kill. She erroneously thought that she too must have gained incredible finesse from the strange transformation. Running up to the gunman, she grabbed the gun. But she was unable to pry it from his hands. Instead, they struggled for it.

She realized suddenly that she was sadly not given grace and strength, and now her invincible feeling was replaced with one of desperation.

Click.

Shea closed her eyes, hearing the hammer of the pistol falling.

BANG.
Fwump...

... No pain came, only a sensation similar to being poked hard in the stomach. Shea opened her eyes, and saw the man with the gun look at her confused. He shot again, the bullet made a 'fwump' as it hit her skin, and fell to the ground, leaving a slight indent in her shirt that quickly disappeared.

The man's confusion turned into fear, and he unloaded the gun at her.

BANG
BANG
BANG
BANG
BANG
Click Click Click...
Click...
 
Bek sighed and stood up from beside Edward offering him a hand to help him up. ((No, not really D= ))
 
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Edward stared blankly at Bek, clearly still in shock, and took her hand with his right hand, his left still hanging limp at his side.

"Thank you..." He mumbled, blinking once, and staggering forward.
 
Bek pulled Edward up and gave him a small smile, she was still tired from what she did to the guard.
 
"Umm..." Shea turned around, the gunman now running away. "I know some basic medical proceedures... I used to read a lot of books... Used to..." The expression on her face was suddenly sad, but that sadness disappeared as she saw Bek helping Ed up. The sudden sadness was replaced by a flash of envy. She turned away to hide her feelings though.

Why do I feel envious... I just met these people, I am in a strange place, I'm being shot and not dying... and I am suddenly getting butterflies in my stomach?
 
Bek nodded and backed away from Edward to give Shea room to help him.

"I'll be a look-out while you fix his arm." She said, walking a little ways down the hall.
 
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Edward took a step forward, a little voice speaking to him in his head, egging him on.

Don't look weak, you're the leader.

You have strong legs, get up and use them.

He pulled away from the girls, mumbling to himself softly and placing his steel right hand over the bleeding wound.

"I'll be ok, Let's just.. keep... going..." He mumbled, voice trailing off at the end.
 
Bek grinned and said,"I'll never know why boys are born with peas instead of brains." Yep. She was definately back to normal. She was taunting Edward about the fact that he wouldn't accept help when he needed it.
 
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Edward walked down the hall holding his arm, blood drops making a small trail behind him, but the flow was stopping now. He just had to apply pressure to it for a while and it would be alright. The pain was starting to ebb too, so he felt better.

"So... Let's go... Everyone. We haven't got much time."
 
Shea walked behind Ed, noticing the trail of blood that he was leaving. It made her feel sad, that someone who move so gracefully was injured. Then, it made her angry; how could someone injure something so beautiful, it was like destroying fine art.

But she refused to let these thoughts show, or atleast tried to. She bit her lip to straighten her face, and hoped no one would notice.
 
Bek trotted softly behind the two others, occasionally eyeing Ed's wound nervously. ((I NEED AN INSPIRATION STICKKK!!!))
 
((*pokes you with a stick* reading fanfics helps sometimes))

"When we meet up with bastard I'm going to punch his smug face in... I have a goddamn tail thanks to that... That... arrrg! And he better find my brother or I'll kill him..." Ed mumbled to himself, holding his wound tightly.

The bleeding had stopped now, so that was good.

"Where's my coat...?"
 
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