Bullet Proof…I Wish I Was

Chapter 11. Where I End and You Begin

'I received my orders then, that morning. And I completed the job that night. I took the gun, and walked down those stairs, down the corridor, and into that room. They were stood there, treating another Ishbalan. They smiled at me, but when I held that gun to them, their smiles dropped. I couldn't do it, not with them staring at me. But then… Sarah… she just opened her mouth and said 'Mustang… it's okay,' and somehow, she was able to smile. And I killed them. I shot them both.'

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'General, what the hell happened here?'

'It was believed this hospital was becoming a meeting place for scum and Ishbalans, it was clear these doctors were involved,'

'Involved? They were treating them! They were trying to save anyone they could!'

'That may be true but the men they were treating were coming back to kill my men,'

Doctor Marco opened his mouth to protest. He didn't agree with any of this. The doctors were innocent, they didn't deserve to die. He looked behind him, seeing the young soldier looking at the two dead bodies he had made. His hands were still shaking from when he had fired the gun. Marco looked down at the two doctor's bodies. The male doctor's bloody hand was rested on the picture of a young girl. Marco's heart sank. That girl must have been 4 years old at least. Marco watched as Grand left the room. Marco took one last look at the soldier before following Grand.

Mustang stayed standing there, staring at the devastation he had caused. Purely because he was told to, he had killed two innocent people. His hand was still on the trigger as soldiers came in to remove the bodies. Mustang hardly reacted as they removed the bodies.

'Sir?'

Mustang turned to face the soldier, he had his mouth open to talk, but no words came out. They quickly rushed out of the room, leaving Mustang on his own. Mustang put his gun into his holster, walking over to the table. There was a bottle of wine there, which Mustang took. He looked at the bloodstained floor, slowly drinking the wine. A tear slowly trickled down his face, and Mustang downed the entire bottle of wine, dropping it to the floor. Mustang stared at the blood again. Mixed emotions rushed around his head. He suddenly reached for his gun, pulling it out and holding it under his head.

'Stop that!' shouted a voice. Mustang turned around seeing Doctor Marco standing there. 'You were a soldier just following orders. It is my heart that carries the burden'

Mustang looked at him. He hadn't talked to Marco greatly, but he knew what he had meant.

'How can we make any of this bearable?' Mustang asked rhetorically. Marco looked away for a moment.

'If I run away, will you keep quiet and let me escape?' Marco said. Mustang looked up at him. If he could, he would have escaped as well. Mustang sighed, and nodded his head. He watched as Doctor Marco turned around and walked away. Mustang stayed down in the room. Everything was falling apart right in front of him. He suddenly heard footsteps, fast-paced footsteps. Mustang aimed his gun at the stairs. The footsteps grew louder, until suddenly Jeyna rushed into the room. Mustang dropped the gun, running over to her. She had been crying. There were tears running down her face. She ran into his arms, hugging him tightly.

'Oh Roy, its horrible…'

'I know…'

'Everyone… they're swarming in… we can't stop them…'

Mustang couldn't reply. He knew this day would come, but he didn't expect so soon. He looked into Jeyna's eyes, who looked back at him.

'Oh Mustang, I'm so frightened,' she said, hugging him again. Mustang didn't speak. Holding her and stroking her hair instead. Jeyna looked up at him, noticing something was wrong.

'What is it?' she asked. Another tear was falling down Mustang's face. 'What's happened?'

Mustang couldn't answer; tears were falling down his face.

'I'm… I'm sorry…' he said, 'I… I…'

Jeyna took a step back; Mustang held out his hand, he needed her. She took another step back, hitting the bottle Mustang had dropped. She looked down at the floor, noticing the blood. She opened her mouth to scream.

'Oh god…'

'No Jeyna… no,' begged Mustang. Jeyna shook her head, slowly turning around.

'Jeyna, please!' shouted Mustang. Jeyna turned and ran; Mustang ran after her, following her up the stairs. She ran out of the corridor, and out into their camp. Mustang ran out, hearing the faint sounds of bullets as slowly a city was being reduced to ruins.

'JEYNA!!' screamed Mustang. He stopped, watching her run off into the distance. There was suddenly a loud echoing gunshot, and Mustang watched as slowly Jeyna fell to the ground. Mustang ran faster than he ever had in his life, running over to her. He bent down, picking her up in his arms.

'Jeyna!' he shouted, 'oh Christ Jeyna talk to me, please Jeyna fucking talk to me!!'

Jeyna slowly opened an eye, looking at Mustang. A tear was slowly falling down her face. Tears started falling down Mustang's face, landing on Jeyna's face. She reached up, putting her hand on his cheek.

'Thank you…' she whispered.