In a Heartbeat
Th-thump…
No, this can't be happening. It's not. After everything, how…?
My mother's death, my father's research, Roy's dream, Edward's sacrifice, the quest to get Al's body back—I want to live to see it all to be for something.
I thought I was prepared to give everything. I was, really. I had just hoped it would never come to that. I want to see the shining future. I want to help rebuild Amestris, to make right the wrongs I committed, no matter the reason. I want to see the world change for the better, despite all its imperfections.
I knew it was going to be hard, that I would probably be exposed to the darkest depths a human soul can reach, and yet I am surprised by just how far wrong things have gone. I never bargained for anything like this, but I never gave up, and this is how I am rewarded?
I want to live. I want to be able to say that my aim in the burning of the tattoo was accomplished. I want to say that I led a full life. I don't want to have one of the people I love watch me die, and then have to tell everyone else how it happened if by some miracle things work in his favor.
I've come so far—too far to have it end here and now.
This can't be…
Th-thump…
It just…
Can't…
A/N: So, 100 has done quite a thorough job of making me miserable for a month, but I'm banking on there being some sort of surprise in store next time. Well, I had to channel my misery somehow, and fanfic kinda works for that. I actually kind of left it open ended. Things don't look good, but it's not over.
I actually had Jon McLaughlin's "So Close" in my head while writing this. That and "Let it All Out" (FMA:B ending 2). Both songs came to mind as I was reading the chapter.