Yeah, starting new stories while leaving others, I'm such a bad author… maybe I should post challenges instead, it might make things more interesting. But yeah…
I need to get my muse on, seriously.
I'm just trying this genre out. Not sure if it was a wise choice or not but I'm testing out the waters.
Enjoy it!
Disclaimer: I don't own FMA
Death.
'Oh my god! What the hell did I just do! Someone, call for an ambulance!'
Dying.
'The blood won't stop!'
'What!'
'She's bleeding out!'
'Isn't the ambulance here yet?!'
The lights… and voices... were so very loud.
There was someone screaming… I could hear someone wailing…
There was pressure on my chest… someone was pressing down on my chest…
'Don't you dare die on me!'
It hurt to think… it hurt to breathe. I coughed and something splattered out of my mouth. Crimson red liquid dripped off my chin.
Blood.
My life blood.
My life line was literary seeping out of my body.
'The paramedics are here!'
'Thank God!'
'Please move out of the way!'
'Young lady? Everything is going to be all right now.'
I could feel something in my bones. A chill had started to crawl up my body.
Cold… so very cold…
'Young lady?! Please stay awake, c'mon stay with us!'
'Get her on the stretcher! We'll bring her to the hospital!'
'Please make way!'
Someone was moving me… they moved me onto a softer surface. They were moving me… the voices started to blur…
'Stay with us! Stay awake!'
'Her heart rate is dropping!'
A curse, and their lips moved but no sound came out.
Someone was holding my hand… it was so very warm…
My body wasn't obeying me anymore, my breathes became shallower. It was getting hard to breathe…
My eyelids dropped as strength started to leave me.
Lips moved, movements becoming haphazard as a white-clad person shook me. Someone closed the doors of the vehicle and started to move.
My vision tunneled. I couldn't see the sides anymore and everything blurred as my eyes drooped close.
The person hovered above me, lips moving to form words I could no longer hear. The person's grip on my hand was shaking as he trembled.
I never expected to die… nor did I want to die…
What did I do to deserve this…?
It was cold; I had no strength left as the tension in my body disappeared as I shut my eyes.
Ah… I was going to die…
Is the afterlife nice? I guess I'll find out…
The last thing I saw was the frantic gaze of the person above me. Black enveloped me and I felt no more.
…So this is death.
In a white space, a figure shadowed in black grinned.
The paradox… the one who has come from the other side will be arriving soon.
The gate behind him, creaked slightly and hands squirmed inside before something shot out.
His grin widened as a ball of light zoomed out of a gate and landed on his palm.
The price has been received.
All that is left is for the paradox to arrive.
Yeah… this seems kind of an unoriginal start to a story but I wanted to try this story out first. As I said, I am testing the waters out, so please be kind to me.
Please review, I want to hear your thoughts! anything is fine!
Thanks truly!
SilverStar56