Title: Redemption
Authoress: Lady Constantine
Fandom from Which This Fiction Hails: Fullmetal Alchemist
Genre: Romance/Angst
Warnings: Rated T for language I guess? I can't really think of anything. Maybe drug abuse...
Summary:
Come on! What are you waiting for? It's only one shot, one shot till you're free. One shot until redemption... Come on... what are you waiting for?
Author's Note: I almost forgot today was update day. Well, in honor of my three-shot apology I made a two shot to run in between the three shot. The first part is called 'Redemption' the other part is 'Retribution'. Yay!
Disclaimer: This is totally not my series but it is my prerogative.
Redemption
One shot...
That's all it took to make the pain go away...
Just one shot...
Of 3-methyl-2-phenylmorpholine other wise known as Phenmetrazine...
It would be the poisonous stone he died by, it would be the only crystal he lived by...
Scar
He always heard his love calling out to him
Scar, won't you listen to me?
Tempting him to leave the family he struggled so hard to stay with-to create to forget what he had fallen in love with before.
"Tsura's getting bigger everyday." His wife said while watching him hold her in his arms. But he really wasn't thinking about his daughter, or her. He was too far in the past.
"Let it go," she would whisper futilely, but it was often too late-he was already there.
-.-.-.- POV-.-.-.-
"Eat it! Eat it!" The cruel master, Dante, said sharply. It landed on the floor like glass and it cut deep like a dagger of the same raw material.
"Don't do it Mirela!-
"Eat it or Scar will die!" And that sealed the deal for her. I cursed when I looked into her eyes. Lust would always put her life before mine, damn her. Damn her! Did she know I didn't care?
"Don't do it. Don't do it."
Lust looked over to the bloodied mess I was. When she looked over to me, I cold see that she was-for the first time-crying. Her crying brought about no tears-she had none, but I knew they were there by the aching sobs I would observe for a long time escape from her chest.
"OK," The bitch didn't even wait for Lust to even finish speaking before she forced the insipid liquid down her throat, I almost didn't hear her say... what did she say?
'Love'
and
'You'
Love you? No... there was more... I. Love. You. I love you, she loved me, but I didn't know what to say back.
I wish I did.
I wish I had known back then how to express my passion (or lust) for her. Our relationship changed from there onwards to her death. It was that moment that I finally had accepted her as a person. Not a human, just as a person. I finally accepted the possibility of her really being alive.
Damned being of blasphemic origin or not, She was still suffering.
I could only watch as she guzzled down the liquid, not fighting for it or against it. My body numbing and preparing for whatever might happen next. But, it didn't prepare me for her next words.
"Love, I thought did it for you... Sorry."
Now, I was crying. I heard the words replay in my head when I saw her elongated fingers prying into my flesh and searching for a heart to rip at.
Why didn't I save her? Why couldn't I save her?
Mere flesh wounds shouldn't have stopped me. The fact that my arm had been severed shouldn't have stopped me. The searing pain in my stomach that rose up to my throat as she maliciously attacked me shouldn't have stopped me.
But it did.
And I watched as her eyes, full of emotion, faded into amtramentous and completely stoic beauty.
"That's right, close your eyes. It'll all be over..."
"G-good night," it was the last words she guzzled through her fogging senses.
"Yeah, goodnight."
-.-.-.- Omniscient -.-.-.-
But it would really be goodbye, because Scar was saved, and now he had to live with a woman who loved him, but he didn't love back. Damn those Elrics for finding a way.
Just like old' times, eh? He would joke. Scar hoped and prayed that he would get over Lust, his lust. But it never happened. Not even at the birth of his first child, not even at his second. But he had the tools to end his live now. At his disposal in the drawer to the left contained his last chance to be happy again.
So what was he waiting for?
"Scar? Are you Ok?" Rose interrupted his thoughts. He stared into the eyes of his newborn baby and smiled, the light was coming back to his eyes in a good long while.
"Yeah, just fine," He put on a sleep smile.
Scar played with the little girl, and not just the play to get his wife off his back. This time he really enjoyed her company, who reminded him eerily of someone he once knew.
You only have one shot to make this right, Scar...
Just one shot...
If you want the pain to go away...
You won't screw this up like you did with me...
This is your only redemption...
"Redemption..." he said solemnly. "Rose, I love you."
Her eyes lit up-he meant it this time. He would be hers, forever this time. "I... I love you too Scar."
Redemption...
This baby would be his saving grace...
A/N: Like the three-shot, all holes will be filled in when the second part. I might expand this into a three-shot too. So it can also have Rose's point of view.
Things to be Explained:
Phenmetrazine-is a real drug. Do not take it, it has been banned because it's addicting. The Beatles used it.
Tsura-it's Slavic for 'light of dawn'. I thought it was nice to use because Tsura was what got Scar to snap out of it. If I really wanted to be in sync with Ishvalan-Romani transverse I would have used Tsuritsa, but Tsura is much prettier in my opinion.
Mirela-It is the name that WolfChibi-Chan gave to a character in 'Dear September'. She is the other worldly embodiment of Lust, and I figured hey, why not have Scar call her it. It actually fits in quite well since the name means 'to admire' which can be interpreted to Lust.
I hope you all enjoyed this chapter! I wrote it yesterday so if it's not up to par I'm greatly sorry.
