O hai... Remember me?

. Ok, so, i know i haven't been on in years, but theres a good reason for that. See a biiiiiiiiiiiiiiiig mess of shit happened culminating in me attempting suicide twice and dropping out of school. It's kinda difficult for me to explain so i wont, but i have been feeling better lately so i've decided to start writing fics. However, i've moved from dgm to fma for now cos, well, roy mustang is sexy and wants in Ed's adorable leather pants. So, i shall from now on use my experience in angst to write hopefully good angst fma fics!

Without further ado enjoy teh show :3

There couldn't have been anything done to stop her. That's what everyone kept telling me. I suppose they were right; I'd been shot full of holes and could barely move, and Fullmetal had come running to see what all the noise had been. She'd seen him first and was able to strike first. In my state, lying on the ground in a pool of my own blood, I couldn't have done anything to stop it.
But that didn't make it any less my fault it had happened.
I'd only been dating Lavinia a week and a half before I broke it off; she was gorgeous, but utterly insane. She followed me everywhere, threatened any female personnel who spoke to me or handed me a report, and proposed to me on the second date. She was a total stalker so I dumped her.
I had no idea, though, that she was unhinged to the point that she would use alchemy to fuse her arm with a gun, come to headquarters, and shoot me multiple times in the back while I was making coffee. She was deranged, barely a beginner in alchemy, and angry, so she was a bad shot and I wasn't hit anywhere vital, but it was enough to incapacitate me. The pain was incredible, and I was only barely aware of what was going on as I fell to the ground, it had happened that quickly. I remember thinking "Whose blood am I lying in?" And "Why am I on the floor?" And "Why is Lavinia here?"
When it finally clicked, she was crying, standing above me, gun-arm pointed at me as she ranted and raved about only wanting to love me. I tried to talk her down, but I don't think she even heard me.

That's when Fullmetal Opened the door, his stupid golden puppy eyes shining with concern. I hadn't even known he'd been in central that day.
"Hey everyone ok in here? A heard a weird boom sound..."
The midget didn't even have time to look in our direction before Lavinia shot him, using the second, more brutal round that she'd intended to finish me off with. Lavinia's monstrous arm fired what looked like about thirty bullets at once, but all at the same time so it sounded like a single gunshot. When she had shot me, about forty percent of the bullets had ended up in the wall rather then in my body, but when she shot Edward Elric, every single one of them hit home.

Time seems to slow down when someone you know is killed in front of your eyes. You can't help look away, and your eyes catch every minor detail, every action, every small movement their body makes before coming to a rest on the floor. First, as the metal shards made from the iron in Lavinia's own blood entered his body, his eyes widened, turning from concern to shock. Then, barely a millisecond later, the blood exploded from the bullet wounds, crimson splattering in all directions, soaking his clothes, dirtying his usually-pristine hair, and hitting the walls on either side of him. Then, he collapsed in a heap, leaving a trail of yet more blood leading down to him on the wall behind him where he had been pushed against by the sheer force of the ammunition.
I don't remember having any thoughts as i watched this. I just remember gaping in horror, my own eyes just as wide as he was. Looking back with a clear mind, it was like watching something that wasn't real, like a movie or a play. I simply couldn't believe what i was seeing, it had all been so sudden. I could actually see the light go out in his eyes as he fell.

Edward Elric. The youngest state alchemist, who lived for his younger brother, had successfully sealed Alphonse's soul into a suit of armour at age eleven and had lost two of his limbs to stop him from dying. The young man who had been through hell, but still managed to laugh and smile with his friends, who still had the hope to restore his and his brother's bodies, who had such goals but still went out of his way to help others. The boy who had time and time again gotten wounded but always made it back alive, who had that much life and energy in him, that at the end of the day he still had the strength to stand. Stubborn, moronic, sarcastic, short-fused, childish Edward Elric, who called me bastard, gave me the death glare every time we saw each other, who tried to throttle me whenever i made a crack about his height.
And Lavinia, who was the reason this amazing brat was lost forever, was laughing.
She was actually laughing.
"Hehe, now that the rude intruder is gone, shall we resume our conversation~?"
I didn't even give that bitch time to face me before I completely incinerated her into a pile of ashes.

This is not finished so read and review for more :3 i know it's short but i like it that way~