Shattered 5

'Damn, Hawkeye really got me good.' I thought as Scar and I walked through the sewers. It had been about two days since I was shot and I was getting weaker and weaker. I missed my friends and my brother, I wanted to go back but I knew it was too late for me. I was considered a traitor now, there was no chance of going back without being thrown in jail. All of a sudden my head began to pound, I fell to my knees. Everything began to get hazy before finally going black.

*Scar's P.O.V*

Kylie passed out beside me. I knelt down next to her. "Kylie? What's wrong?" I asked. It was no use, she was out cold. "My, my. It seems the poor girl's fainted. Let's give her a hand, shall we Gluttony?" "Oh yes!!" Came two voices. A woman's and a man's . I turned. A large man tried to jump me. Tried to use my bodily destruction, which ended in a large explosion. I felt a sharp pain in my stomach. I passed out after that. I woke up in a house, two Ishvalans at my side. An old man and a young boy. I saw that my entire abdomen was bandaged. I tried to sit up. "Don't push your self! Your wounds still haven't fully healed yet!" the boy yelled. "Where am I?" I asked. "A slum. We found a girl carrying you in the sewers. She was beat up pretty bad. Even worse than you." The elderly man explained. "Where is she?" I asked. "Don't worry, she's resting in another room. You know you're lucky to have a girl like that. When we found you two, she had already bandaged you up. She didn't even bother to take care of herself. She saved your life." He said. "I see. Thank you." "Don't I get a thank you?" Came a familiar voice. I looked over to see Kylie leaning on the doorway. Her chest and abdomen were bandaged like mine. "How are you feeling?" She asked. I winced as I tried to move. She placed a hand on my chest. "You should listen to the boy, your wounds still haven't fully healed. You need to rest." She said. "You should get some rest too young lady." The elderly man said. She nodded. "Of course. Scar do you need any more pain meds? They should have worn off by now." I shook my head. "Well, if you do need anything just say so. Well later. And again thank you." She said, going back into her room. "Mister that's some wicked tattoo." The boy commented. "Yeah." Was all I said before I closed my eyes, trying to get some sleep. I woke up, hearing laughing outside. I got up and walked to the doorway, pushing aside the curtains that acted as the door. There I saw Kylie and the boy kicking around a soccer ball. She juggled it on her knee and then kicked it upward, hitting it out with her head to the boy. He caught it with his foot and kicked it. She halfheartedly dove for it, letting it pass into the makeshift net. "Yes!" He cheered. "Great job! You finally got one!" She laughed, high-fiving him. "One more round!" He pleaded. "Sorry bud, can't afford to reopen these wounds." She said, pointing to her bandaged side. "Please!! Just one more!" She smiled. "Oh all right go get the ball." "Yes! Thank you!" He said excitedly, running behind her to get the ball. She looked in my direction. "Oh so I see your up. You want to play? We need someone to play defense." She said. I shook my head. "Okay, if your sure." "Miss Kylie! Are we going to play or not?"  "Okay, okay. I'm coming." She said as she ran back over there.

*Roy's P.O.V*

*At East City HQ*

"Kylie….Why Kylie?" I said to myself. "It has to be against her will! Scar is forcing her to do this!" Feury said, fire in his eyes. I chuckled darkly. "No Feury, Scar isn't that kind of guy. She did this of her own will." "But why?" I shook my head "I don't know." "I was just getting up the nerve to ask her out ." Feury sighed  "Oh really? Where were you going to take her?" I asked, smirking. He turned a bright red. "W-well I was planning on taking her to the Sky room." "The Sky room? Pretty fancy, are you sure you could cover all of that? It's pretty expensive and with your paycheck. I doubt-" "Sir, stop crushing the man's dreams even more than they already are." Riza interrupted before I could finish. I sighed. "But still, why Kylie?" "I don't know Feury, I don't know."