Silence... - by Shiori Elric and Jaime Peterson
PROLOGUE
His eyes were dulled, no shine in them what-so-ever. He sat quietly at the kitchen table, looking through the clear, glass window. A voice came into the room and broke the silence but the boy's gaze never shallowed. "Br-brother?" Silence. "Brother...I..." Alphonse's voice thinned and faded.
The silent blonde remained silent until a quick flashback played silently in his mind. He stood up and looked at Alphonse but then turned and walked out of the house, leaving the kitchen door open. Al stood dumbfoundedly at this, but surely found his wits and snapped back into reality. Al then walked to the kitchen and stepped out. He must be going to our mother's grave... For the blonde stood broadly at the top of the hill, on the old dirt road, looking out into the distance, only to find the remants of a burnt down house and not too far from that, two graves, one place by the next. The boy began walking to the graves.
About five, slow and steady minutes went by and the short, blonde boy stood at the foot of the first grave. Trisha Elric... A beloved mother of two shining alchemist... Those words were engraved on the medium-sized tombstone. He took a side step to the left and read the next tombstone, this time, out loud for himself to hear. "Edward Elric... A brother of determination and hope to one of sorrow and depression..." The boy's eyes widened just a bit as he realized that the grave he stood afoot was his own...