I thought I would clear things up, this story is set in season eight of supernatural around the middle of supernatural, Dean and Benny are still friends and they haven't started doing the tasks yet. As for FMA I've just used the characters, Ed can't use alchemy, I may make it so he can later but for now he can't. So hopefully that clears things up
We had been sitting in the car for nearly an hour and nothing had happened and frankly I was getting bored, I can't believe that what Roy was so concerned over was a simple demon, and what was with Sam wanting to do surveillance, this should be a simple get in perform an exorcism and get out. I frowned thinking back to the conversation I had with Sam the day before we got a call from Mustang.
Sam had had another one of his creepy dreams that came true, I honestly thought those had stopped after yellow eyes was dead but apparently not. He hadn't had any since then so what made this case so special? Sam had said that in his dream a young blonde boy was being beaten to death by an older blonde man with black eyes and apparently just as the boy slipped unconscious something strange happened that Sam just couldn't put into words. He said that it happened in the town where we had met Roy.
It has been years and suddenly the visions have started up again about this kid, is this due to something that yellow eyes did before we killed him, if so is this Edward kid a psychic like Sam? These entire questions tumbling around inside my head were interrupted by a piecing scream echoing through the silent night. Grabbing my gun we all piled out of the car and ran to the front door where I kicked it down and felt like puking at the sight I saw there.
The blonde man, Hohenheim was standing over a little kid who was unconscious and bleeding on the floor, I heard Roy cry out behind me in horror and Sam was staring in shock so I assumed that this is the scene he saw in his vision. Hohenheim turned around to face us and sure enough he had the eyes of a demon.
"So the famous Winchesters have decided to pay little old me a visit? I must say I'm honoured, boys." The smirk on his face grew wider and I got even angrier, how dare this demon use this kid's father to abuse him?
"What do you want with Edward; demons don't normally abuse teenage boys or hang around for so long, what's so special him?" Sam asked, even I could hear the confusion in his voice.
"If I told you all my secrets where would the fun be in that? But I will tell you that this kid is special, even if you get rid of me another will just take my place." The demon gloated delivering another kick to the kids' side, who didn't even stir.
Fed up I just wanted to get rid of this evil bastard and Sam started the exorcism.
"Exorcizamus te, omnis immundus spiritus, omnis satanica potestas, omnis incursio infernalis adversarii, omnis congregatio et secta diabolica. Ergo, draco maledicte. Ecclesiam tuam securi tibi facias libertate servire, te rogamus, audi nos."
Just as the exorcism ended and the demon should have been forced from its host the boy on the ground sat up and grabbed onto the demons leg and as the demon left a light emitted from the boy's hand, all the injuries that the hosts body had sustained during the duration of the possession healed and both father and son collapsed back on the ground.
"Did Edward just heal all of Hohenheim's injuries while unconscious?" Roy asked in shock. Sam and I just nodded dumbly in response. Pulling out my phone I called an ambulance after checking that the boy wasn't breathing properly.
There was an awkward silence as we all waited for the ambulance to arrive neither unconscious person waking up, when the ambulance arrived it was hard to explain what happened but luckily they didn't ask too many questions and soon enough Hohenheim and Ed were on their way to the hospital and Sam, Roy and I were following behind.
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I was floating in a cloud of darkness, it was bliss I felt no pain for the first time in a long time. I sighed and just enjoyed the feeling of weightlessness that engulfed me, wishing I could stay like this forever. Suddenly I heard mumbled voices but I couldn't make them out. I frowned as they shattered the feeling that I had been enjoying.
A couple of the voices sounded familiar and it also sounded like crying, the cries held so much pain and sorrow that I just wanted to comfort whoever it was that was crying those cries of unbelievable pain.
"Edward" startled I heard my name and turned to find a bright light and in that light was my mother and my brother both of them were reaching out for me with smiles on tier faces. "Edward come join us leave behind all the pain." My mother said and I took a couple of steps forward ready to go with them l. I paused hearing those pained sobs again, it was so familiar but I just can't remember why.
"It's ok Ed we understand if you choose to stay just remember that we will always love you." My mother said, it felt so good to hear her voice again. "Big brother I will wait for you but for now go you are needed more by dad than with us." I nodded and smiled at them both before turning and walked away from the light and followed the sounds of crying and I reached out for comfort and all sense of weightlessness disappeared as I became aware of pain and the softness of a bed. Also became painfully aware of my injuries and the sobs were louder now.
I forced my eyes opened but closed them almost immediately afterwards as a bright light penetrated them. I heard a gasp and someone calling out my name. I forced my eyes open again and met bright gold eyes like my own and flinched almost instantly fearing that he was going to hit me again. When no hit came but instead the sobs increased and I looked back at my father and was shocked to see that the one who I heard crying had been him.
Now that I looked closely at him I saw that his eyes were blood shot and he had dark bags under them and it looked like he hadn't slept in days. "Dad?" I asked shocked surprised and confused about the sudden change in attitude.
"Edward, I don't know how to begin saying sorry, everything that's happened this year I just want you to know how horrible I feel." I watched as he broke down into tears by my bed again and it was then that I finally registered the fact that I was in a hospital bed. "What happened?" I asked my voice weak and cracking.
"I'm not entirely sure those guys from earlier said something about demons and possession but all I know is that for the past year I haven't been myself, I remember so of the things that happened and for everything that I did to you I am so sorry and I'll understand of you never want to see me again." I looked at him shocked as more tears flowed down his face and I saw the broken look in his eyes and knee that without a doubt that he was telling me the truth.
"Dad, its ok I believe you and if you can promise me that you will never do those things to me again, I will try to move on and continue living with you." Damn talking that much exhausted me but it was worth it see the shocked look on his face. I smiled softly and laid back into the pillows.
"How long was I asleep for?" I asked feeling exhausted. "Five days, you had severe internal bleeding and suffered serious blood loss plus the previous damage to your brain that hadn't had a chance to heal yet." Five full days? No wonder Dad looked so bad. I felt guilty for worrying him so much but then I remembered everything he did to me and I felt my hatred for him boil up again. But the broken look in his eyes made me look up and grab his hand and I gave it a reassuring squeeze so he knew that I forgive him.
"Is there anything I can get you to make you more comfortable?" Father asked me concern lacing his voice. "A drink of water would be nice." Dad nodded and pored me a drink, I soon realised I didn't have the strength of lift my arm high enough to be able to drink. I gave my father a look and he sighed before lowering the cup to my lips and I drank greedily the cool water soothing my dry throat.
Once I'd drank enough he put the cup down and I noticed a strange pendant around his neck, my father had never been one to wear jewellery before. "What's with the necklace?" I asked and watched as his eyes saddened. "It's to protect me from being possessed again; it's only temporary until I can get a tattoo." I blinked in shock my father hated tattoos above all else, he would never get one willingly. "You will have to wear this necklace until you too can get the tattoo." He put a necklace the same as his around my neck and I stared at him in shock, I was getting a tattoo?
"I know this is a lot to take in but I will do anything to keep you safe, even if it means getting a tattoo, you are my last family and I will do anything for you." He started to cry again; damn this is awkward, what happened to my strong and unfazed father?
"Look Dad, I'm ok and I will be but you crying like this, it's really unsettling." He smiled weakly at me and dried his eyes nodding and leaned down to hug me, I stiffened at the contact and soon relaxed and lifted my weak arms up to hug him back. The door opened and we broke apart as Roy and two strangers walked in. Roy smiled in relief that I was awake and the taller of the two strangers looked relieved as well whereas the shorter on just nodded at me.
"It's good to see you awake, I was getting really worried." Roy said smiling at me. I half smiled back at him, pain filling my chest as I tried to move in the wrong way and saw my father's smile falter at my pain. "I'll be ok, I've been through worst." And it was true, this was nothing compared to having your limbs ripped from your body, and even that was nothing compared to automail surgery. I shuddered at the memory of my nerve endings being connected to the metal ports.
"I'm Sam and this is my older brother Dean, I know Van has probably explained a few things to you but if you have any other questions we will help answer them anyway we can." The taller of the two strangers said to me. Questions I had multiple fucking questions! "What the fuck actually happened to my father?" I asked staring at them desperate to know if what dad actually said was true.
"He was possessed by a demon for the past year; it was the demon that has been abusing you. Your father had no control over his actions, the necklaces you both now wear will protect you from possession in the future, and you should eventually get a tattoo like this." Dean said pulling aside his clothing to show us a tattoo that I must admit does look pretty cool.
"Well at least it looks cool, I'm glad it's not something girly like a lover heart or something." I said deadly serious and was glad to see that some of the tension in the room had been lifted. "Seriously guys I'll be fine, it's just a lot to take in, demons are real and I finally got my father back." I said smiling.
"A common sign of demon possession is that someone's eyes will turn completely black and we have reason to believe other demons may be after you, have you seen anyone else like that?" Dean asked me and I shook my head, the only time I'd seen black eyes was on my father. "Ok make sure you look out for them and if you see one we will reach you how to exercise them without hurting the host." I nodded in agreement glad to have a way to defend myself against these monsters.
I lay back on the pillow and closed my eyes, despite sleeping for days straight I was exhausted. I heard everyone leave the room and I allowed myself to drift off into a nightmare filled sleep.
