Okay. I know…I'm very distracted…if anyone's wondering what happened to the next chapter of Dream, sorry to say that its my fault, not Death's Scythe. Heh Heh…I kinda lost the chapter somewhere…D's Scythe is very unhappy…(THE BRUISES! THEY BURN! Jk...she's not that bad.) Okay…on with the prologue!
Feel
By Lea Cat
5/29/06
"Brother?"
…
"Brother!"
Nothing but silence met the panicked teen.
"E-ed? Edward!"
"What, Al?"
Al lunged at Ed, hugging him. "Thought you did something stupid again." He muttered before leaning back and asking, "Are you hurt? Are you sure the Gate didn't take anything?"
Ed shoved Al back. "I'm fine!" He just didn't mention how everything seemed different, almost as if he was looking through someone else's eyes.
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And that was how Edward and Alphonse Elric ended their search for the philosopher stone. They didn't need to look for something they had already failed to find if they didn't need it.
It was only a week after Ed performed the transmutation on Al that he collapsed.
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"Tell me, what's wrong with Brother!" Al demanded, towering threateningly over the smaller doctor.
It didn't seem to faze the old man, as he merely ignored the implied threat and cleaned his glasses. Once he put them on, however, he said, "Has your brother been getting enough sleep?"
"Yes! ...well…I'm not sure…Brother is always awake before I am, and I go to bed before he does…so…"
"Apparently, he hasn't been getting enough sleep. His body simply shut down." The doctor looked up at Al, seeing his shocked face. "I'd guess he hasn't slept for a week. Not to mention, he also looks food deprived."
Al's shocked face took on an angrier tone. "Brother!" He stomped into the room where Ed was sleeping, ignoring the doctor's cries of protest. "Brother!" He snapped. He waited until Ed opened his eyes and looked at him with nothing but alertness. "What have you been doing that doesn't allow you to sleep?"
"I just haven't been tired." Ed said truthfully. He looked at Al again.
Now that he knew about it, it was easier to notice the bags under Ed's eyes. Al stared, trying to find a lie in Ed's statement, but finding none. So, instead, he simply said, "You need to take better care of yourself!"
"I am taking care of myself." Ed replied. "I have followed every signal my body's given me. It's the logical thing, after all."
Al stared. He had an inkling of what was going on, but he wasn't sure. Well, only one way to find out…"You're gonna get shorter if you don't sleep."
Ed frowned in thought. That statement should have made him angry to the point of seeing red, but it didn't seem to bother him. "…I don't get it…"
"Neither do I, but we know one thing." Al responded, forehead crinkled in thought, "It has something to do with your emotions…" Al gasped. "What if it took away your ability to feel?"
Ed stared. Then he turned and slammed his hand against the wood. Hard. Al winced as he heard a crack. Ed gave Al an unreadable look. "Nope. Didn't feel it."
Al looked his brother in the eye and shivered. He could have sworn he had seen the Gate on the other side…
So, what do you peeps think? It's a new plotline, I know…it came in a burst of inspiration after someone (coughagent000cough) had a talk with me. Well, I'd like some feedback, so hit the LOVELY little blue button down there…you know you wanna…