Rated: T
For: Voilence/Gore, Character Death
Prompt: DotTheAmazing
Disclaimer: FMA belongs to Hiromu Arakawa
Roy's POV
Her smile, I treasure it in all its rarity. But if this is what I have to pay, I'd rather never see it again. "Colonel..." She winces, and the arm that was reaching up to me drops back to her side.
"No, no, not you too." I glare up at the homunculus standing a few yards off, "Envy, what is it about torturing me that you enjoy so much? First my best friend, now my dearest subordinate." Mentally, I curse myself. I've kept my feelings for her secret, and now I've just gone and told this creature about it.
His eyes widen gleefully, "Your dearest subordinate? This is perfect!" He waves my half shredded gloves over his head, changing into Maes. "First your best friend, and now your lover!" He changes to look like the woman who is bleeding in my arms, and I hold her just a little tighter.
"All you can do is change faces. That's all you've got, faces with guilt trips attached. Well it won't work on me any more."
He scowls, the expression actually making him look more like my Lieutenant. "Well then, I suggest you do what we want you to. Her blood should be enough to make the circle, and you know what it looks like."
I look at her. Those eyes that are usually as cold and hard as steel now slightly dim. "I'm sorry, I have to. I won't lose you to." Dipping my finger into the growing pool of blood, I start to draw. The circle takes shape, symbols making a crazy frame that may possibly take my life.
"Sir, don't."
I look at her, at the deceptively thin cut on her neck and the blood it's dripping over both of us. Fullmetal's words ring in my head, though I can't remember when he said them. The dead do not come back to life, ever. "I know, but I have to try."
"Yes! Do it! Try. Lose a limb or two. And still fail to bring her back!"
"Shut up Envy." Laying her down, I clap my hands and place them lightly on the circle of blood. As the lightning flashes up around me, I place one hand on her chest, and feel her heart stop beating. "Riza!"
I wake up covered in a cold sweat, actually trembling with the force of the nightmare. I see nothing, but can sense that there isn't anyone else in the room. "So why the hell am I shaking like a leaf?" I phrase the question out loud, as if that will help me find the answer. I lay back down and put one hand on my forehead, "Ugh. It was just a dream, just a freaking dream. She's alright, I'll see her at work." I smirk at my own words, "No, I won't see her, but I'll know she's there. It was just a dream."
Yeah, not quite as good as Ed's, but I had a hard time thinking of something for him since we never really get inside his head.
