Why do I always start new stories when I have some I should complete first?

Anyway, like many of my other stories, this one was also started by my cousin and me getting bored. So, we thought this; What if things had happen a lot worse than in the manga? And you can see the result.

I'm sorry if the grammar is horrible and the characters are very OOC.

Disclaimer: I don't own anything.

Broken promise

Edward felt to the ground as his automail-arm was destroyed into a million different pieces.

He knew he was in deep water already in the moment they started to fight this guy, but never in his life had he expected him to destroy his automail with alchemy.

His brother's screams just hardly reached him as he lay on the ground, the pain from the automail keeping him from getting up.

Is this how it's gonna end? The thoughts had made its way into his mind even before he understood what was going on around him.

No! I can't die yet! I still have a promise to keep! The boy's legs finally allowed him to stand up, clutching the port where his automail once had been.

His brother screamed at him to run away, to leave him behind and get away from the enemy. Edward already knew he never would be able to do that. He could never leave his little brother behind with this man. Even if it meant he would die, would get killed by this man, he could never leave Alphonse behind.

His legs never allowed him to get higher up than to his knees. Just high enough to know that he would never get up in time.

"I'll give you a moment to pray," the attacker told him without any feelings in his voice.

"Sorry to disappoint you, but there is no God that I feel like praying to," the boy answered, his voice too was empty for any feelings.

Mum, maybe I will meet you again today. But I promise you, nothing would happen to Al.

"Am I the only one you are after?" he asked, hoping for the right answer, "My younger brother, Al. . . Are you going to kill him too?"

Winry, I'm sorry if I never make it home to Resembool again, to you, and I am sorry I broke your automail.

"If anyone gets in my way I will eliminate them. But right now I only have business with you, the Fullmetal Alchemist."

"All right then, promise me. Promise you won't touch my brother," Edward would give his life for his brother anytime, and as long as he knew his brother would be safe, he had no problems with giving up that one thing for him.

He could hear Alphonse scream again. Telling him to get away again, telling the man not to kill his brother.

Over his head could Edward hear the sound of alchemy coming closer and closer. Soon the man's hand would blew his head in pieces, just like his automail, and he would be just like the pieces on the ground; broken.

The sound of a bullet through the air made him stop thinking for a second.

"That's enough!" an ice-cold voice said.

Edward tried to stand up so that he could see the person who had talked; the only voice he could recognize at the moment was his brother's.

But in the moment he rose, the attacker's hand touched him, and the alchemy saved up inside it got a free run.

The boy didn't even notice the blood running down his side or the pain as he fell toward the ground for the second time that day. His brother's voice rang through his head. The scream loaded with anger at the man that had attacked them, and fear and worry for his brother's life.

Someone talked to him, but he couldn't make out their voices – he was almost sure it was two persons – nor place them with a face.

The only thing that ran through his head as his vision faded away was about how he had failed his brother. How he had broken his promise.

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A/N: I think you can choose the ending yourself. . . If you want him to die, then he does that. If you want him to survive, then he does that. Simply because I couldn't make up my mind -.-'