A stone gate stood in front of me, while pure white surrounded me.
I was confused, didn't I die?
Then I heard a bone chilling giggle. I turned around to see... nothing? The shape of a small child out lined nothing. I started feeling claustrophobic... Nothing but whiteness surrounded me. There was nothing. Where were the angels, the beautiful golden light of Heaven? Where were the fires of Hell? Anything would be better then this empty home. My head started shaking...
"Where am I? I know who you are! You're Truth!" I screamed.
"Very good Evelyn... I have to say... You're very entertaining..." he giggled again.
I rubbed my hands up and down my arms, getting chills. I felt as if my life had suddenly become one big game. I felt like I was just a pawn. Truth didn't exist... I know he didn't. Was I going insane? Did my suicide fail? Would I spend my last months locked away?
Truth cocked his head... "You have interesting ideas in your head. But no, I exist. No, you're not insane. And your suicide... Kind of failed? I'll tell you some things, some truth, if you will. You will never go back to your home. Ever. You're going to go to a little world... with a little someone." he smirked.
I instantly laughed. I thought of how insane I probably sounded to him. "You know, you're lucky he's not here. Edward would kill you for calling him little."
Truth chuckled. "Oh caught my pun did you? Well now to answer all those other questions swirling in your head. You will still have cancer," he paused seeing my face fall, "but you won't have to pay a toll."
This confused me. What was my toll then? If I wouldn't lose any limbs?
"I know you're confused. But really, you gave me your entire body when you died. I'm just allowing you to trade it off to somewhere else. I want you to teach those Elric brothers some lessons, and to help finish Dante off. She's ignored the laws of equivalency for far too long. Do you understand?"
I nodded... this would be interesting. Truth seemed to give me a sorrowful look. His action confused me, because I had always known him as the evil twisted child. Why would he feel sorrow for me? Wasn't I just a pawn? Just a normal girl with bad luck?
Truth walked towards me. I was scared but stood my ground. I couldn't give him the satisfaction. No matter how scared I was of this... unknown. He said, "I know how you feel, and how life has been for you. I know the pain. I know everything. Those Elric brothers... they needed me to be cruel. To help them pursue their goal. You, you need a different kind of help. Maybe on this journey you'll learn a little thing or two from them. And afterwards, when we meet here again, I'll give you one thing, other then life again. But until then..." The gate opened slightly, darkness creeping out. I saw the black cretins squirming behind the opened gate.
Truth began to fade away... leaving me alone.
I began to walk towards the gate. When I neared it, I peered through the small crack, noting the dark. As I opened the gate the black cretins wrapped around me, as if guiding me, rather then pulling. I looked back one last time to the blinding light, and saw a skinny, long haired boy sitting there. He turned around and waved. "Come back soon, and tell my brother I said hey, and that I'm waiting."
I waved before falling into the darkness.
Al...
Okay so this was a short chapter, but its only a small meeting between Evelyn and Truth. I wanted to give a different view on Truth. He's obviously really twisted, but it's very motivational for the Elric brothers and helps them in the end.
Truth: Oh yes... heheheheh... I'm really a kind person...
...Ya... sorta...
Evelyn: seriously? I just so happen to end up in the FMA world? That's so cliché authoress I thought you were above cliché!
*Holds up frying pan while glaring*
Truth: O.O even I didn't see that coming.
Evelyn: heh heh... I gotta... go... feed a bunny...
Truth: a bunny? Really? What kind of pathetic excuse is that?
Evelyn: Hey! I'm not the authoress, I'm not supposed to come up with creative ideas and witty remarks!
Truth: But she controls you, ne? (had to add the cuteness!) What a sad excuse for an authoress... sigh...
SHUTUP MY PUPPETS! MWUAHAHHA *smacks Evelyn and Truth with frying pan*
So yup I don't own FMA, sigh. I only own Evelyn. *in the background "you do not own me!"* YES I DO!
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