Title: Scream
Disclaimer: Does not belong to me at all.. honest.. –sigh-
Notes:A Roy POV: a thought-like thing of sorts. –smile-
Something that just jumped out at me from nowhere. I love Roy and angst is something that somehow always came rather easily to me. –twitch- so, this was born.
Did I mention, I am in dire need of sleep? Anyway…
Enjoy.^^
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He could still smell the gun powder in the air that day;
so thick--it'd cast a heavy cloud over Ishbal. The cruel, greedy cackle of
flames rang richly over the decimated town.
'Alchemy was for the good of the people..'
Fingers snap quickly--Snap, fizzle,boom. Scream.
'I am a national alchemist..'
Turn, spinning almost dizzily on a booted heel, gloved hand raised in reflex as
thumb and middle finger connect.
Friction--Snap, fizzle, boom. Scream.
'Alchemy is for the good of the people..'
The little spark nurtured through friction with each snap of his gloved
fingers.
Envelop, expand, explode. Destroy.
'The law of conservation..'
The screams are a ringing echo in the red rimmed sky, so many... it becomes
something of a morbid chorus of cries. Prayers to the heavens, cries of pain,
death, for help.
Snap, fizzle, boom. Burn.
'A dog of the military, I simply follow my orders..'
Tortured eyes narrow in a darken shade of pain as he turns to face advancing
hostiles. He would never forget the smoke as it burned his lungs with each
breath. The crunch of debris under his dusty boot. The eyes as they stared at
him with hate, desperation and death.
Snap, snap, snap, snap.
'God save my soul.'
Scream for me.