Reflection in the Mirror
Chapter 1
Rebirth
I got my translations for the first part from a website called Bluebird's Illusion Guide go there to find them XD...or if you haven't heard of Fullmetal Alchemist Blue Bird's Illusion
warnings: language, spoilers (BBI, possible manga/anime) and erm...maybe some EdXRoy (still not sure)
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5 years ago
It still hurts! So I am useless after all....Leave? Why? To let that kid laugh at my uselessness? What do I want? I don't know....But now, I want to....
Then come!
It seems I can't follow his movements, I can't even react quickly enough....Why? Why don't you just swiftly cut off my hand? Perhaps I am not as useful as you think....
The movement of blade within the flesh feels so real, the warm liquid that spurts out is my blood. I don't see my own blood that often.
My clothes are all dirty, will Hawkeye be mad? How troublesome....I don't even have the strength to stand up. I really am useless....
Perhaps...I want to see him.....for the last time? That's really...
Don't go! I can still fight! You say I'm an idiot? It can't be helped! I don't want to be looked down upon by that kid.... You'll let me see him?
Why? No, I....
When the doors of the Gate are pushed open I really don't know whether I still have the strength to step forward…
However, I must....
Pushing his way through the strange unfamiliar place, Roy looked around desperately. He wasn't paying any attention to what was around him, focusing only on his task. He ignored the blood flowing through his veins and the agony that covered every inch of his body. None of that mattered…all that mattered what Edward.
Suddenly an annoyingly familiar voice broke into his concentration. "Isn't this great? It's so suitable for those humans who love to trespass into the forbidden; don't you think so, O-chibi-san? Why aren't you more obedient? If you use that method, you'll disappear, don't you know? You should thank your little brother for that."
Then another familiar voice, one that sent a protective urge through him. "S-Shut up!"
Roy sped up, ignoring his protesting body. Soon he saw them; both the Elrics looked terrible, with Ed closer to death than a corpse. Roy's heart lurched painfully at the sight as the smug Envy spoke once more. "Oh, what a touching reunion!! However...have you said your goodbyes yet? The both of you won't feel so lonely leaving together, right? Then..."
He could see what Envy was going to do and without thinking he stumbled into their view, clutching his side in an attempt to distract the homunculus. "Stop it!"
Envy's purple eyes glinted with humor. "You're not dead yet…what an eyesore!"
"Colonel! General!" cried the Elrics in unison.
"I've said it many times already, it's 'General', Fullmetal." His tone was surprisingly good natured, given the circumstances.
Envy's eyes suddenly focused on a point behind him. "How'd you manage to let these mice in?"
Roy froze as he heard the response. "You shouldn't underestimate humans who care nothing about life or death, Envy." He turned to see King Bradley standing behind him, looking like he was enjoying himself.
"Then let us settle this once and for all, O-chibi-san!!! Not letting you see your own beloved brother and guardian die in front of you, that's the most merciful thing! They'll be following you, so you won't be lonely!" cried Envy lunging at Ed.
Roy yelled out as he tried to jump before the blow, but Alphonse beat him to it. Envy's hand pierced his chest as Ed stared up at Al in horror. "What you want to die that badly?" hissed Envy.
"Al! Al hang on!" cried Ed, catching the body as it fell from Envy's grasp.
"So fragile," said Envy with a sneer as he watched the elder brother cradle the limp body.
"Envy, end it quickly," said Bradley quietly.
Without hesitation Envy repeated the motion, only to be stopped once more, by Roy. His body had moved without thinking and now had a fist shoved inside of it. At some point he must have yelled at Ed, but he wasn't quite sure of anything at the moment.
He felt light-headed and he was losing blood fast…so this is what it felt like to die. The pain laced through his system now, before being dissolved by sweet blackness. The last thing he was aware of…was someone screaming out his name.
He floated around in the darkness for awhile, contemplating where he was. Had he really died? He stared down at his body, stained with blood and filthy. His head was pounding and he was confused. He also realized that he had just prolonged the inevitable. He knew better than to hope Ed would run and leave Al's body behind…no very soon he could be with the younger alchemist once more.
Warmth spread through his veins at the thought of Ed. It flew through him, clearing away the heavy weight on his head and calming his system. It was comforting, as if Ed were pouring himself into Roy. There was no doubt about it; Ed was there, now if only he could see him…
Roy's eyes flew open and the warmth suddenly dull, replaced with agony. Still, it was a slow steady pulse beneath him. He moaned, wanting the dull feeling to return.
Suddenly somebody whimpered he shot up, regretting it when pain jolted his body. Wait pain…that meant… he glanced around to find the limp and bleeding body of Alphonse Elric.
Roy scrambled over, trying to find a pulse. He relaxed slightly went he found a small pulse, but only a little bit. He glanced around, looking for a sign of Ed. He couldn't stop his heart from falling as he found nothing.
Thinking that maybe just maybe if he hauled Alphonse out of their and they made it out alive then Ed would be waiting, Roy forced himself onto his feet. He was right in a way, but in a very unexpected way.
Before I was trapped in the darkness, everything was white and before the white...everything was stained with red by the blood. I can't breathe....can't shut my eyes or mouth, I can feel that hot liquid on my face...my body...
The blade flashed before my eyes, slicing through their bodies.
That's not right! It should've gone through
Why...why are the both of you so expressionless? I thought you wanted to kill me? Why did it have to be them? Answer me! No....I must've gotten something wrong... It's fake! It's just a dream! Let me awaken...why won't you say anything? Tell me....it's just a dream...
Stained with red...they're motionless! Their eyes aren't even shut....say something! Their eyes are still open...their blood is still warm… Why have they become cold and stiff...not even moving?
Everything before me has turned white. I want to scream, but can't...
Let me leave this place...leave this nightmare! Let me be free of this!
If they are really dead,
Then please let me die as well....
Golden eyes blinked open, focusing through the darkness. Darkness was the first thing his eyes saw, and the first words to grace his ears were. "Welcome to this world my Pride, my beautiful son."
Liquid amber burned through the night as a soft, emotionless voice asked, "Who," he paused, trying to sort through his sluggish brain, "You?"
"I…am father."
"Fa…ther?" repeated the weak figure.
"Yes Pride, very good."
"Pride?"
"That is you my son…you are Pride."
Current Day
"Hurry up you worthless pipsqueak!" came the impatient call. A um…man…no wait a women…erm a thing that closely resembled a palm tree walked around the empty streets. It was snowing, and it was dark and quite frankly Envy did not want to be here.
Behind it trailed a small teenage with a pale completion and sun colored hair. He was staring obliviously off into the sky.
"Pride!"
He snapped out of his trance to turn to look at Envy. He looked annoyed, as if he'd be talking to him. Pride's golden eyes blinked slowly, "What…nii-san?"
Envy snorted, "I said hurry up! I want to get this over with!"
"But…why?" he asked, his voice it's usual monotone.
"Because I said so!" snarled Envy, suddenly in front of Pride, grabbing his shirt to speak in his ear. "And what I say goes!"
"But I thought that was Father's job," came the quiet reply.
He hesitated, but only for a second before pulling Pride closer and glaring into those damn gold eyes. Pride blinked at the hate in his nii-san's eyes as he spoke. "Yes and I'm just following Father's orders. He wants this man dead."
"Oh," said Pride as Envy released him. "Will this make Father happy?"
"Very," said Envy shortly, already walking away. Pride ran to catch up and soon fell into a face-paced walk.
The two strange creatures made their way through the snow-encrusted city. Strangely no one was out and about today, that made their job easier, and it meant they got to keep their lives.
Envy stopped in front of a relatively large house. Compared to a normal house it would be large, but compared to its neighbors it was nothing. These houses belonged to retired high-ranking military officers and well let's just say most of them were treated well.
Pride ran into Envy, not expecting the stop and received a slap to the face, "Watch it runt!"
They carefully crept up to the house, on the lookout for witnesses or traps. Envy smirked when they discovered none. "Too easy," he grinned as he reached for the door handle.
A pale arm shot out and grabbed Envy's wrist, "No." Ignoring Envy's annoyed hiss Pride reached his own hand toward the door, stopping about and inch way. Heat radiated off of it and onto his skin. He shuddered, nodding to himself. "It's protected. If you had touched it you would've burnt your hand off."
Envy shrugged. "It'd just grow back!"
"It would've hurt and then you'd get angry at me for not noticing it," sighed Pride, touching the doorknob gently and sending a burst of power through it, stopping the flow of alchemy.
Giving him an annoyed glance, Envy shoved himself ahead of Pride into the house. "Here mousy, mousy, mousy!" he whispered playfully. Pride followed slowly, glancing around the house. It had a modest design and not very personal. It was as if the man didn't really live here at all. The only sign of that was a picture of a young couple on the wall.
They made their way up the stairs and down the hallway. They could hear a man mumbling to himself, telling himself not to be so stupid and to look at it from a different point of view.
Envy slowly turned into a young woman with brown hair. The woman from the picture grinned at Pride before walking into the room. "Hey sweetie!"
There was a pause before the strangled whisper came. "Sara? But you…"
"They lied to you Aaron…I didn't die all those years ago," whispered Envy, humor hidden deep within his tones.
There was a sick sound, of a blade meeting flesh. Pride walked into the room to see Envy standing over a man, moaning in agony. Pride placed his foot on the man's back and rested his elbow on his knee. The he sighed when the man moaned. "Is he supposed to die slowly?"
"No, but it's much more fun this way," grinned Envy, his eyes glinting with delight. Pride's eyes took in the room slowly, checking for more alchemic traps. As he did so, something caught his eye.
He made his way over to the window and touched the silver object lightly. He glanced back at Envy to find his nii-san enjoying himself with torturing the poor man. Then he quickly shoved the object into his pocket.
Then he glanced outside before turning to Envy. "Nii-san we've got a problem."
"What is it now?" demanded Envy looking up from his game.
Pride pointed out the window, "It's the military."
Envy darted over to the window to see five men walking up to the house. A car was parked on the street waiting. All five men worse military uniforms, but they carried no weapons. Envy laughed. "Let them come."
"Does Father want them to die to?" asked Pride quietly.
"Relax bean, Father could care less…in fact he'd be proud of for getting rid of that scum!"
"Really?" asked Pride, his face showing just the smallest bit of emotion.
"Yea besides…it's okay to have some fun every once and awhile," said Envy as there was a knock on the door. He grinned as his face contorted into the man on the floor. Then he turned and made his way out the door, "You can always leave if you want."
Pride stared after him for awhile, before turning to the man on the floor. With a heavy sign a spear formed out of thin air. The man's eyes widened as they stared at the blade. He then put the poor man out of his misery as swiftly as possible.
"Fun?" he asked himself quietly, pulling the silver item out of his pocket. His blank gold eyes stared down at the pocket watch in his hand. The grip tightened on the watch as he spoke. "What is fun?"
He stayed there, contemplating that question until the screaming stopped and Envy shouts distracted him. His nii-san cursed loudly and a loud bang echoed from downstairs. Pride made his way to the stairs, pausing at the top, listening to the voices.
"You!" hissed Envy. "You're supposed to be dead!"
"And so are you," said an angry voice. It was familiar but…
Suddenly Envy cried out in pain. Then he laughed. "He-he you have no problem fighting me but…I wonder…"
"Silence!"
There was a sharp gasp from the room as Envy's voice changed. He laughed at the man, sounding younger than before.
Pride slowly made his way downstairs. He ignored the dead bodies that littered the entry way to the house and made his way into the kitchen. By now Envy was laughing hysterically in that strange voice. The other man was shouting at him as well. "Get your filthy hands off of Ed's face!"
"Nii-san?" asked Pride, stepping into the kitchen. He froze at the sight before him. Envy was him…but not. His hair was tied back into a braid and he was wearing a bright red jacket. Then there was another major difference, two of his limbs glinted with a metallic shine.
Agony split his skull in two as he stared at himself. He let out a whimper and his hands flew up to his head. "Stop nii-san! Make it stop!"
"What the hell?" someone whispered.
Envy turned to look at Pride, horrified. "Dammit runt! I thought you'd taken off!"
Annoyance flickered through Pride at the comment and he momentarily forgot about the pain as a voice echoed in his brain "I'm not short!"
"What did you say?" demanded Envy changing back into himself.
Pride blinked, realizing he'd spoken out-loud. He could feel eyes boring into the back of his head so he turned to see a group of shocked people. The one in the front caught his attention. He stared at the dark haired man, confused. Then suddenly he gasped as another jolt of pain flew through his veins.
Then he became aware of something that shocked him even more. He could feel tears rolling off his pale face. He was crying…he the emotionless Pride…crying? The man seeing his tears forced himself to choke out a single name. "Ed?"
"Ed?" repeated Pride, his voice tainted with pain at the name. Why did it hurt…why did hearing that one name cause him so much pain!? He leaned against the wall, supporting himself up.
"Ed!" the man cried, worry coloring his voice.
Mustang…
Pride's eyes widened at the voice in his head. "Leave me alone!"
"Pride what's wrong?" Envy demanded, his tone both angry and worried.
"Who are you?" he hissed.
"Wha…I'm Envy, remember?"
"Not you idiot!" gasped Pride. Both homunculi stared at each other, shocked at the words before Pride. "I-I need to leave."
"No Ed don't…"
"Stop it!" cried Pride as another jolt of pain shot through him. "Stop saying that damn name!"
Suddenly he was running out of the house, desperate to distance himself from that man. He had to get out of there…before the pain totally consumed him. He ran, but with each step the pain grew worse. Finally he could run no more and he collapsed in the snow.
It only took five minutes for the limp body to be found. The man bent down and slowly picked up the limp body. "Pride?" he asked quietly as a second figure approached. He turned to Envy. "What happened?"
"We ran into Mustang, Pride said he was in pain and ran off and…" Envy trailed off, staring at the limp body.
"And what?"
Envy hesitated before sighed, "He told me not to call him short." Silence engulfed the two for a long time. Envy's purple optics switched from the man to Pride and back to the man again. "What does it mean Father?"
The man locked his golden gaze with Envy's and spoke. "Edward's coming back."
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