Result of a Bluebird: Second Chance
I wonder why the sky is so dull. It seemed that it was brighter when Al and I were on our journey. Wonder why. I wonder why everyone seems to be lesser than me. I feel like I know more than they could ever. That I don't belong here. But I suppose I don't. I was always meant to travel, so I guess that's why I feel like this. Why is it that whenever I was traveling, I wanted to stay in Resembol, and why now that I have lived here for 10 years, I want to travel. Ironic huh? I wonder why I feel so lonely. Maybe it's because ever since I came back and was six, I have used my knowledge often. Maybe that's why everyone in Resembol, even Al, thinks I am a freak. Why has Alphonse and my bond weakened so much? Maybe it was being all we had that made us so close before this. Either way, Alphonse and Winry don't even like me around any more. I really don't mind though. He is not Al to me, just Alphonse. And I have things to make sure of….and people to protect. The only person who doesn't think of me as a freak is Mom.
I had pretty much rushed her to the doctor telling them to check for disease. They found what would have killed her and saved her from it. I loved how she would always remind me of that, saying I saved her. It was weird how without her illness her depression sank a little. And then, after she was safe from it, I spent every extra moment with her. I don't care if it was helping her clean, cook, or just giving her comfort, but I did it. And now, she no longer had depression. I can proudly say I guided her, helped her see that it was time to move on for now. I didn't spend a moment without her, and I could tell she didn't mind. I could tell because she would sometimes ask me to come help her clean, or go shopping, or just to hold her really. I didn't mind that she wanted me to hold her, to remind her of my dad. Not anymore. If it makes her happy I will forgive Hohenheim.
Though me being close to her has caused a few problems. Because of it, rumors spread. Some said that I was a weak momma's boy, though I could pound them into the ground easily. I could do that, I could show my strength. But that might make Mom upset, and I don't want that. They don't need to know my strength. Some others said I was just hiding from the fact that my brother was more popular, and better at alchemy. Though that was not true. I was still one of the greatest Alchemist, I knew it. But I will not use alchemy unless I need it. It causes too much harm that way, to much suffering. I remember Mustang saying something like that. I wonder how he is.
There was only one rumor that hurt me. They said that I was trying to replace my dad. That was not true exactly. Sure, I grew out my hair again, my nose was always stuck in an Alchemy book, and I always wanted to be around Mom, but I did not want to replace Hohenheim. Before this, he was the Homunculi's master, but for some reason, I forgive him. It was just a look I remember him giving me once. His eyes looked clouded. Like Pride's were. Like he was not in control. So I forgive him, and I don't want to replace him. I could never replace him anyway. But what hurt about that rumor was that Alphonse was the one to start it. He seemed to have chosen to become my bully. I know that I should tell someone, or at least fight back…but I feel like I deserve it. I put him through hell in another life, he should do the same to me. Equivalent Exchange.
How Ironic.
It amazed me how though the people my age think I am a freak, but the adults all love me. I never noticed until Mom told me. She said she was in town and all the shop owners complemented me, saying I was one of those people who would help this word, saying that they wished their kid was like me, and saying I was perfect. I blushed when she told me. I was not perfect, no one should want to be like me. But the first one made me happy, because I did want to help this country. I was happy to be liked as well.
But no matter what happened, I just counted off the days until Hohenheim came. Before this he had come to Moms grave, so now he would come home. And I was prepared to learn the truth, no matter what. I am positive Alphonse would brag saying he was the best alchemist in town (so, so different.) and would ask him to learn more. He would also tell him that I was horrible at it, and that I was a freak, I bet. But Alphonse could say what he wanted about me, because the second I am alone with him, I am demanding the truth. Even if I have to prove I was stronger than it seemed. But I predict there to be another 3 months before that, so for now I have only a few goals. One, to make my mother smile no matter what. Two, to ignore the rumors and stay away from violence. And three, to protect my town and it's people, no matter what.
AN: This is the sequel to Soul of Pride. Though,more people wanted me to make a sequel of both, but I can't because of my chores, school, and other stories. So, I will do this ending's sequel first when I have time, and then when it is finished and if people are still interested, I will make the other. Oh, and this is the 2nd Ending's sequel.
PS: Don't lecture me about my Author's Note and Disclaimer, those will always be at the end of the chapter.
I Don't Own FMA, Bluebird's Illusion, or the characters. Just this story's plot.
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