Haven
Oneshot
By: Rai-Child
Fandom: Fullmetal Alchemist
Disclaimer: I do not own FMA or any of the characters.
Summary: Perhaps the alternative is to obliterate their world, before they can dissolve yours. Oneshot.
Author's Note: Another, ridiculously happy oneshot...
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It's nice, this place, where no one can get to you.
It's your sanctuary, and better still, it's private. You haven't showed a soul this place, because as it is, there is not a thing in the world that can destroy it. Only you, because you are its god, you are its everything and it will always bend to your will.
In this place, your place, there is no looming shadow of the great cities, no smoke to fill the air and no underground prison to hold you hostage. When you find yourself here, you know the bars, bars that never really existed to begin with, have been removed. It was because you wanted it to be so. Here, no one says the 'h' word-
Homunculus-
-and no one can tell you what to do or where to go.
The sky is always pleasant here, regardless of the type of weather, it is always good.
When the sun shows its face, the children play in the villages, running down the lanes, screaming and barefoot. There is no broken glass to cut the skin. The flowers at the roadside are no memorial- no one has to die here- but instead they grow around the hedgerows, their little faces turned upwards. When it rains, the water comes down like any other shower, and again the children play, only to return home when they are thoroughly soaked, to their parents, who wait with warm towels and hot soup to banish the cold.
Here, you can stand where the earth kisses the sky, and often you look over your creation and know that it is thoroughly untouchable. Everything, from the long grasses on the mountains to the gentle ebb and flow of the river, nothing will fall victim to the horrors that threaten to destroy your disjointed childhood that you will never surface from. It is always open to you, always there when your hate becomes too much for you to handle.
Wrath. One of Dante's monsters.
Here, you're some sort of deity, in the sense that the entire world revolves around you; you have everything at your feet. And Mommy at the door. Because at the end of the day, a day spent running breathless with children just like yourself, in your perfect world, it's always certain that the one person...
You don't have to loathe her, when you're here.
Izumi Curtis and 'Mommy' are two very different people, despite what anyone says. This is your only fear for this place; because maybe, eventually, the connection will be made. And after the Curtis woman, others will inevitably follow. Dante. The Elrics. Envy with his stupid, Goddamned stones that tore what was left of you to pieces, only to be reassembled, moulded as the epitome of rage. Maybe one day you will lose touch, forget every now and then, and they will trample all over your sanctuary and leave you with nowhere to run.
Perhaps the alternative is to obliterate their world, before they can dissolve yours.
After all, a monster knows only destruction.
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0.o;
Ally