Ok. So this one's a short one but I thought it sounded good. So please read!
"Alphonse." Edward Elric woke up from his dream, completely awake, his back drenched in sweat.
"So… another dream, huh? Ehh. I'm sick of dreaming." He turned over so that he was looking over to the window, the stars out and the lights in gleaming brightly. Sadly, he was not in Central, he was in Germany. After he had gone through the gate, he had ended up here. He was sure that Al was on the other side. But he kept on having nightmares of him, still there, at the gate, maybe dead, maybe not. He didn't want to admit it, but he was scared. He didn't want to admit that he was lonely either. He had all of his friends taken away from him, all of his loved ones… Al. But at the same time, they were all still with him, in this world. Sadly, you cannot do alchemy here, in this world, so he couldn't contact Al or do anything for that matter, and he would be stuck here for probably most of his life. Edward closed his eyes and gasping as he felt the first tear slip out, he grabbed the thing nearest to him (a prosthetic arm), jumping up. "DAMN ITT!" he threw his prosthetic arm against the wall and looked at the mark it left. It liked like chalk but it was flesh colored. He fell back to the bed, his back still wet and uncomfortable.
"What's wrong, Edward?" the other Al, Alfons Heiderich walked in, looking more tired than concerned.
"Nothing Al. go back to bed." He shrugged as if he could care less and walked out, oblivious to Edward, his face shoved in his pillow. Ed got up and snatched up his beat up arm, looking out of the window, his face red. "I was meaning to go for a walk today." He looked out of his door way, carefully and tip toed down the hall, all the way out the door.
~ EalD EalD EalD EalD EalD EalD ~
I've been thinking about continuing but I'm unsure. I thought it could be a good little series so what do ya think? R & R!