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"Come back, Al." Edward whispered, clapping his hands and activating the arrays both on him and around him.
White light flashes, and Ed found himself standing in front of the Gate. The doors opened and black hands reached out to grab him. He didn't try to resist; He was going to bring his brother back, and he had to do it properly.
Looking back, he saw the body beginning to take form. Ed smiled. It was going perfectly. Al would have a body again. He would be living normally again.
Oh, but it was not meant to be.
Just as Al's soul was about to go through, something happened.
The soul couldn't go through. It was stuck in between the two doors of the Gate, and was being devoured by the beings inside it.
Ed's eyes widened in horror.
"No! Al!" He cried, trying to free himself from the hands, but to no avail. The doors closed behind him, and he was gone.
Slowly, he opened his eyes.
He looked around, dazed for a moment, before he was aware of the current situation.
"Brother!" He cried, getting up but not before slipping.
The entire floor was covered in blood. A large array was drawn out of the blood, and he was in the middle of it.
"What…" He whispered, before noticing there was something wrong with him.
His skin was a deathly pale, almost inhuman. He noticed that his hair hand grown and fell down his back, reaching down to the floor. He also noticed it was black, not the usual light brown he was used to. He was also naked. Blood covered most of his body.
Carefully standing up, he walked around until he found a piece of broken glass. He frowned: Where did this come from?
He looked at himself and gasped.
His face was devoid of any innocence. It was a cold expression, staring back at him with dull, violet orbs that showed no signs of life. The being in front of him continued to stare, and what scared him was not what he saw, but the fact it was he himself.
"What… What's going on?" He whispered, touching his own face to see the same thing happen to his reflection.
Then he noticed his hand had a tattoo on it.
He pulled his hand away and studied it.
His eyes widened as he realized what it was.
It was a blood-red tattoo of a serpent eating it's own tail.
The Oroubous.
"What..."
"Al?"
He turned to the direction of the voice.
There in front of him was a woman, staring at him with curious and shocked violet eyes. She had dark skin and long brown hair, as well as pink bangs. She held and infant in her arms, sound asleep and oblivious to the world around him.
"Ro-rose?" He stuttered.
Suddenly, an emotion flared up inside him. How could she stand there, so perfect, when he looked like a monster? He hated it. He envied her.
Glaring, he walked forward to her. Rose sensed there was something wrong and she backed away.
"Al! What are you doing?"
Al gave an emotionless laugh. He continued walking forward, his arm transforming into a dagger.
"You don't get it do you?" He asked icily, raising his dagger.
"My name is not Al."
He brought down the dagger. Rose screamed.
"It's Envy."
This was fun to write… I was in a hurry, so forgive my errors, please?
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