Dystopia

After death, Edward has three choices. Heaven, Hell or Reincarnation. Can Edward prove to Roy that he is Edward just in a different body? (EdxRoy)

Dystopia: state in which the conditions of life are extremely bad

Some people would call this place a utopia. A place without war, racism, terrorism and poverty. A world of complete bliss. But, for Edward Elric it is the opposite of a utopia. It's dystopia; a world of complete dread for him. Day in and day out the artificial sun would stay in the same spot highest in the artificial sky. He would lay there in the grass as green as the tree's leaf's in the summer. His leg's and arm's spread out like a star. In this world he would never have to move because he never felt hunger, fatigue, or the need to go to the bathroom. He reminisced about the day of his death. Simple, really, he had faced homunculi, the gate, serial killers and what kills him is a gun shot wound. It made him laugh, something so simple caused great pain in others lives.

Edward closed his eyes and let out a deep sigh. Even though he really never needed to breath again. He still wanted to be reminded of what it felt like from time to time. Then a small childish voice erupted in Edward's mind. That voice has been coming back more often that usual.

Gosh, you're still laying there thinking about nothing? The voice said in his mind almost pretending to be shocked. Edward's eyes opened almost non-coherently. He thought about ignoring the voice from time to time, but who else is their to talk to here?

"What's there to think about besides nothing…im dead remember" Edward responded in a monotone voice.

I don't know, the past maybe? Why you are here? And what's next for you? For the first time ever since Edward has been here his face had shown responsive emotion to what the voice had said.

"What are you talking about, im dead there's nothing next for me" Edward sat up stretching muscles that haven't been moved in a year. He moved his metallic right arms and scratched the back of his head. His blonde hair hung loosely against his back. His bangs curved to the exact features of his cheek bones. His head turned to the side to see the silhouette that had appeared before him. The figure was all white…almost grain like. A black shadow appeared as an outline for the figure. It made a form of what looked like a small boy, it had no face, no hair nor any finger nails of toe nails.

True, you are dead. But, you may have already noticed your not in heaven Edward cut the voice off as a light chuckle came out of his mouth.

"I already knew I wasn't going to heaven the moment I knew I was dying. I have committed too many sins for even hell to take" Edward closed his eyes and thought of a nice peaceful lake. Once he opened his eyes there was one glistening in front of him.

Well it's about time you change the scenery, I was getting sick of the grass and the sky being the only things here in this world. The voice almost amused. He didn't know why but whenever he thought of something he wanted to see it would appear in front of him, but it was fake. All of this was fake. The sky, the grass and even the newly made lake.

"I wanted to see it so I thought of it, it's as simple as that" Edward said as he looked into the lake. The bottom never came to Edward's vision. The figure moved his head looking into the lake as well, or so Ed thought since the figure had no face. Ed's reflection stared back at the figure as he looked back.

Is this truly what you want to see. A lake? What about you're loved ones? Edward stared into the lake intensely. Sure, he could see them all he had to do was think deeply of one and the figure would appear before him. He scoffed as he turned his head away from the lake wanting to forget what he just thought of. He really didn't want to see that figure again. It brought pain to his heart, a pain he doesn't want to remember.

"Because it's fake, everything in this…place you call a world" Edward had trouble thinking of the right word for this so called utopia. "I don't want to see fake, I want…" what does he want? He can't even answer that simple question. He ran his hand through his hair in an irritated way as he sighed

You want to see him again, don't you The figure moved his hand over the lake as if it was hovering it. His middle finger slightly bent down as he it touched the surface of the water. The touch caused only one ripple to erupt through the entire watery circle. As the one ripple traveled down the lake an image began to appear. It showed a pale creamy skin colored neck followed by the ends of dark jet black hair. As it traveled further the image revealed the onyx colored eyes. Edward's faded golden eyes widened like dinner plates. It was that figure. The one he never wanted to see again, the one that caused his heart to ache and his body to shake.

Edward gritted his teeth and raised his flesh arms and splashed the lake with the back of it and the image disappeared. Everything remained quiet until the lake was as still and peaceful when he first imagined it. The figure looked back at the lake then at Edward. It slowly stood up and looked down at Edward's irritated sulking body stature.

I see, so you still don't know what you want yet Edward's body relaxed as he listened to the figure talk. Edward made the lake disappear as soon as he calmed down.

As soon as you figure out what you want…you're dystopia will disappear. Edward's head shot up and looked at the figure disappearing before him. The figures feet soon started to fade away back up to the sky.

"Wait, what do you mean it will disappear?" Edward pushed himself off the ground and reached out to the figure. His hand grasped the other's arm just as it dissolved and vanished into thin air. The figured words echoed inside his head over and over again like broken record.

"When I figure out what I want…my dystopia will…disappear?" He said to himself as he looked back at the spot where the lake used to be. The image in the lake appeared in his head. He dropped to his hands and knee's.

"B-But I don't know what I want" Edward said as he thought back to that man and how he made his heart and body feel. Those were all knew sensations to Edward that he had never felt before. He didn't know what to think of them. If he was going to figure out what the figure meant by disappear he had to start thinking about things he never wanted to remember again.

Well im sure you guys have a lot of question's regarding the beginning of this new story. I will answer a few in here I think you may have. This takes place after Ed get's Al's body back. So probably Edward is 17. As you now know he was killed by a gun shot…I won't tell you anymore about that part. It will be revealed later on. Ed never went to our world, this is not movie related. You can ask me more and I will try and answer them as best as I can without giving away to much. PLEASE review this. Thanks oh and no flames or pointing out my grammer mistakes. I hate that. Sorry =)