"Blood. Blood is great isn't it? It supplies oxygen to our brains, our hearts. Without the crimson liquid you would die. When you get a paper cut you lose blood, but not enough that it really matters. On the other hand, when you get shot, the red life pours out of you. And without help you die. That's what's going to happen, he's going to die."
Ed fell to his knees, his legs couldn't support him. Shakily putting pressure on his brother's wound. "I-It's alright, it's going t-to be alright. Don't worry Al, you're going to be alright!"
Al smiled sadly at his brother, "Ed… It's alright… Mom's waiting. I'm sorry."
"No! You can't die! You're everything, my brother, my best friend! You can't die! It's not fair!" Bullets flew around Ed some dangerously close, going unnoticed. He collapsed onto his brother's body, putting his hand up to Al's neck, stubbornly searching for a pulse. Tears streamed out of Ed's eyes, "It's not true! This is a joke! Alphonse Elric, wake up!" He shook Al's shoulders, he just couldn't be gone. Al's always been here. What about everything we went through getting his body back? It can't just be gone! "Wake up! Damn it Al! Wake up, wake up!"
"One bullet can't kill him, one tiny piece of metal. It can't. he was made of metal a year ago goddamn it!"
A pair of strong arms lifted him from his brother's body, "Come on Fullmetal, he's dead. There's nothing you can do. You've already learned that lesson."
"No! I can bring him back! He's all I have!"
"You'll die if you try that, and you know it!"
"I don't care if I die! He's all I have! If I die trying at least I can be with him!" Ed screamed, struggling as he was roughly dragged away from his brother.
I do not own Fullmetal Alchemist, just thought I'd share that with you.
I know this is extremely short. Like, Ed short, but that's because well.. I wanted it to be like that! Alrighty, the next chapter will be longer, Thank you for reading! -GrilledPeanutButter ^-^