Irena Elric
"Trisha!" a woman in her late thirties yelled in a mothering command.
The woman's long auburn hair was in a bun, her long sleeved red sweater over a tan colored dress, glasses worn over sharp dark green eyes as red lips were in a stern frown.
Young eighteen year old Trisha Elric looked over at her mother, brown hair that touched her shoulders moved in the action.
Green eyes of the same color stared back with anger but yet held softness despite her current mood; wearing a yellow dress she held a bag in her hands.
"Why can't you just understand!" it was a stubborn plead she was leaving even if her mother wouldn't allow it.
"I told you Trisha, there's something wrong about that man" Irena Elric had her hands on her hips a scowl over taking her features, a scowl her future grandson would inherit.
Trisha sighed a hand massaging her temple, she knew he was different she knew exactly how much to.
He had told her before she made this decision, Trisha didn't care she loved him like no other and she wished her mother could see that.
Sometimes she wished her father hadn't died, he was the only one besides Pinako Rockbell that seemed to listen to her.
"I'm warning you Trisha! Staying with that man will cause you unhappiness and maybe an early death!" Irena warned always one for superstition, especially ever since she saw that man use alchemy" you will come to central and find a suitable man there or else" it was an ultimatum, stay with the only family she had or go.
Years later when Trisha held her one and two year old sons she'd look out the window into the sky, she would always wonder if there was something she could have done.
So that her mother could see the two beautiful grandsons she now had, but anytime she thought about mentioning Irena she would dismiss it.
Trisha looked at her mother who had her own belongings packed" I'm sorry" she whispered as she began to walk away.
To the little house where she would soon begin a new life, even if it wasn't how she wanted it completely" I still love you mother" she spoke not looking back.
The last image of her mother had always been that scowl and glare and final shout of" you'll regret this Trisha! You should have listened!" but even when he left she never regretted it.
She never regretted her choice, not when she saw the life she brought by her decision.
Not when she had her sweet boys who loved her more than anything, both who were so much like their father yet one who in some ways was like her mother.
During her illness as she watched her boys from the window, little Winry was trying to cheer them up and she couldn't help the smile that appeared on her face.
Alphonse had joined in her game but Edward was still sulking, she worried sometimes about this.
It made her afraid to die; sure she was afraid she didn't want to leave her babies, her friends and her Hohenheim.
She even told Pinako to give him a message, to forgive her that she wasn't strong enough.
But a few weeks as she began to go through the worst of her illness she spoke only to Sara and Pinako, she couldn't bare her boys to see her like this.
It broke her heart every time when they realized she wasn't getting better, and it brought up a question that she only trusted her best friend and the elderly woman who had been like another mother to her.
"I know you, Urey and Pinako would take care of them but sometimes I wonder" she stopped as a cough wracked her body, it was just another reminder of how little time she had left" I wonder if I should tell Irena" she had admitted to them.
Sara and Urey were of course against the idea, knowing how the woman had been when she lived in Resembool and had met Von Hohenheim.
They were sure she'd react well to her grandsons, but Pinako had just told her that it was her choice.
Even as she lay dying seeing a hand reaching for her as two smaller hands tried to keep her grounded, she couldn't help the tiny question.
Should she have told her?
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Irena Elric looked at the gravestone; now older woman couldn't help but push back the burn in her now dull dark green eyes.
She had died that long ago? Irena felt like just yesterday she and Trisha had their falling out over the same man who caused her death.
She had warned Trisha and this was the result, from what she heard he left her a single mother and all it took was an epidemic to take her away.
She had gone to speak with Pinako who hadn't changed much at all, not that Irena was surprised by this.
The elderly woman was cold towards her and Irena was as well.
They had never gotten along, but Trisha had always been the one thing that placated them in the same room even in death.
That's when she learned of her two grandsons not that she hadn't heard of them in central.
The Elric brothers she never once suspected they were her grandsons, never having seen the boys only hearing the tales as she didn't fancy newspapers.
She wondered why Trisha didn't tell her she was ill or about the boys, sure they had a fall out but she could have told her!
But no! She had to wait for her to find out and now she had this to weigh down on her.
Looking up from the grave stone Irena looked at a photo; it showed Trisha the obvious smile of motherhood on her face as two boys were smiling next to her.
One looked like Trisha she was told that was Alphonse but the other, the eldest one Edward he was the exact image of his father even down to those golden eyes.
If she had bothered to look past the features of the man she despised, she would have noticed how the older boy wasn't completely his father.
"Military, just how did you raise those boys Trisha?" she asked the gravestone as she scowled" well I'm going to at least do this right I'm going to get those boys, if you had told me I could have help you know!" and yet that anger was wasted.
Trisha was gone the last reminder she had of her beloved was gone, all because she couldn't stop her daughter from making this mistake.
As Irena left the cemetery she didn't notice the way the trees shook ominously, the woman was about to once again cause pain in her family.
All because she was too stuck in the past, to bitter towards a man, to driven to make what she thought was the right thing.
To even realize what she was about to do, was going to tear apart many people.
All because she was too stubborn to admit she was wrong.
And this time Irena Elric would learn the reason why everything had gone wrong the day Trisha left.