Chapter 1
Suicide
It was a spring night and Edward was in the living room, reading an alchemy book. Alphonse
was in the kitchen cooking. The room was silent and all you could hear was a sizzle, and
a smell of delicous food.
"Good job with the food Al!" Edward yelled with a book on his lap.
"No problem Nii-San!" Alphonse replied happily. "Nii-San.."
"Yeah?" Edward mumbled loudly to interested in the book.
"-I love you." Alphonse meant it in a brotherly like way. He said it because if it wasn't for
Ed, Al would have never got his human form back.
"Uh, huh." Edward mumbled, he wasn't trying to be rude. Alphonse smiled, it turned into a
sad one. Ed sometimes said it back to Al, but- usually it seemed like never.
The minutes ran as the clock, "donged." Edward looked up, "that time already?" He wondered
why Al wasn't done yet. He got up.
"Al, you done yet?" He asked walking into the kitchen his foot then set into a pool of blood.
"...Al...?" Edward's eyes widen, pupils grew small. The blood marked the floor. Losing the feeling in his legs
he fell to the floor. His eyes tearing up. "Al...?" Ed choked. His hands laid flat on the ground which got covered
in blood. His hands curled. He didn't want to see, but his head forced him. He looked slowly up at Al. His brother's
body laid limped on the floor with a knife jabbed in his chest.
"Al..." Ed's voice said again shaken and weak. Tears begin to stream down Ed's face constant, non-stop. He crawled
closer to Alphonse's body. Grabbing the knife. acting like he was right on time. He pulled it out slowly.The blood dripped
down the knife. The smell of iron covering up the whole house. He was to late though. Alphonse was dead. Edward's
hand shaking. He pointed the knife at himself.
"Nngh...ngh...Aaaahhhh!" The knife zoomed towards Edward the knife about an inch away, he stopped. Edward felt
a pat on his shoulder. Ed looked back to see Al in his armor form standing there.
"Al?" Ed's voice whispered, but no, The armor figure disappeared. Fading off from Ed's mind he dropped the knife.
Ting-ting...
Edward's face looked at the ground tears pouring down. A silent cry to a loud wail it became. Edward sobbed loudly
the loud cry echoed all through the house. He coughed between sobs.
"Aaaaaal!!" Edward screamed, crawling to the body of his younger brother. He hugged the body tight to him the blood
staining his clothes.
The boy whimpered. A warm hand being felt on Ed's shoulder again. Edward's metal arm shot up like a bullet. Turning
around a man had grabbed it.
"Uh-uh...I wouldn't do that Ed." Roy Mustang said, he could see the salty tears that ran down his face.
"Why-why?" Edward whispered, "If I had just told him I love him back. He would still be alive!" Edward sobbed into Al's body.
The Colonel stared at him seeing the blood stained on Ed's clothes. He sighed.
"Come on Ed, get up." Roy answered. The boy didn't listen, his brother was dead, his legs were weak. How could he get up?
He didn't want to leave his brother. "Come on, Ed." Roy said stern. Riza entered in with a blanket. "Please sir, he just
lost his brother." Roy looked at Riza. Riza covered Ed with the blanket.
"Would you like to stay here for awhile?" She said patting Ed's back. He nodded, he felt like his voice was gone.
His brother was dead. He stayed there the whole night, while the military investigated and called the Rockbells. Edward laid on his brother and
during the hours that passed you could hear him whimper and say he was 'sorry.'
The morning came and Winry entered, "Edward?" She pulled a piece of her hair behind her ear. She looked over as Riza pointed to where he was.
"Ed? ..." Winry walked over, "Ed?"
Edwards head looked up slowly, his eyes dropped with sadness. Then and there you could sense the teen was crying all night. Winry
set her bag down as she looked under Edward.
...
Winry's eyes watered the tears running down.
Plimp-plimp.
She looked down as then bend over next to the sad drunken teen. "Ed, I'm sorry." She paused to find Mustang over her shoulder.
"Ed...we have to take you brother and bury him."
"No don't take him...he's the only family I got." Edward whispered.
"I'm sorry, Ed." Roy motioned his hand like a 'go' single. Two men begin to pull Alphonse's body and begin to pull him. For awhile
Ed let them take him but once he's brother's body was an inch away he pulled on Al's jacket.
"Ed-let go!" Roy snapped.
Edward let go slowly as they put Alphonse's body on a stretcher covering a blanket over him.
"Ed..." Winry patted his back.
Edward lifted himself off the floor, "Roy..." Roy looked over his shoulder.
"Alphonse's funeral-make it tomorrow."
Roy nodded, "let's go men." Roy went out as the men followed. Edward sighed watching as they toke his brother's
body away.
