"It Ends Tonight"

By: The All American Rejects

Beep……………beep……………beep

The headlines said it all "Hero of the people the Fullmetal Alchemist, Edward Elric and his younger brother hold on to life by a small thread." People were heartbroken some grieved, some were holding on to a little piece of hope at the Elric brothers recovery but, as the days went by the hope started to fade away and people spoke of the Elric brother's as if they were gone for good.

Roy Mustang was sitting in the waiting room of the Central Mercy hospital. It had only been a few hours since he had gotten the call from Winry that Al had been kidnapped and Ed had gone to save him without a single thought or hesitation, charging headfirst into danger. Typical Ed. Mustang rubbed his temples, he hated waiting, what the hell was taking the doctor so long?

"Anyone here for Edward and Alphonse Elric?" a doctor in his late 50's asked holding a clipboard. Mustang stood.

"I am." He said. The doctor nodded and motioned for Mustang to follow him. Mustang followed the doctor through the different hallways of the hospital. He look through the different rooms as he passed. A woman holding her new-born baby tears of labor and joy stained her cheeks and then in the next room holding her 16 year old sons hand as the steady beeping of the heart monitor became a single droning beep.

"Did you hear me sir?" the doctor asked interrupting Mustang from his thoughts.

"Sorry…. no" Mustang said sheepishly. The doctor nodded understandingly.

"I asked, who would you like to see first?" Mustang thought for a moment then. Replied.

"Alphonse…" The doctor led Mustang between two double doors. It was the intensive care unit. Mustang had been here many times before, usually with dying soldiers in the military. He always felt a sense of loss every time but, if he were to lose one of the Elrics… no he didn't want to think about that.

"In here." the doctor said interrupting Mustangs thoughts for the second time. The doctor nodded his head towards a small room. As Mustang stepped in he was not prepared for the site before him. Wire's and IV's were connected to Al's body, an oxygen masked was hooked to his face, and bandages were placed around his head and his chest, his arm hung in a sling.

"What is the extent of his injuries?" Mustang asked already knowing the answer couldn't be good.

"He's lost a lot of blood, we had to give him a blood transfusion. His blood is AB negative, the rarest kind. But, we had a man willing to donate some of his blood. And let's see, he has three broken ribs two severely bruised, a shattered collar bone that's the reason for the cast, and his legs….well…" the doctor sighed. "We has to amputate them… the bones were ripped out, and there was nothing else that we could do." Mustang squeezed his fists tight.

"Anything else?" he asked quietly.

"Sir, he might not pull through….there's a small percent of a chance that he'll pull through this but…"

"An even greater percent that he won't…" Mustang finished for him. "I understand….thanks.." The doctor nodded and left the room to go check on his other patients. All was quiet, the only sounds were the oxygen tank that basically kept Al's breathing going and the steady beeping of the heart monitor. Mustang silently took a chair that had been placed close to the bed facing it, as if someone had been sitting there already.

"Alphonse Elric…you just got your body back and you go and get into trouble and it's basically beyond repair…" Mustang laughed dryly.

/Your subtleties they strangle me

I can't explain myself at all/

"You've got to pull through this Al…your brother needs you…" Suddenly, Al made a small sound like a painful groan and he opened his eyes.

"M-mustang…" Al whispered weakly. A small smile crept onto Mustangs features.

"Al your-" Mustang started.

"Awake!" Someone finished for him. Mustang turned his head to see who it was, there it the door way stood Hohenheim Elric. Al looked at his father. He had always wondered what it would be like to reunite with his long lost father; he just never imagined it would be like this.

"How are you feeling son?" Hohenheim asked walking into the room and standing beside his sons hospital bed. Al avoided his dad's eyes. All theses years he had wanted him to come back so that maybe then they could pick up the pieces of being a family again but, now he didn't know if that could ever happen and he didn't know if that's what he wanted anymore.

/And all that wants

And all that needs

All I don't want to need at all/

" I'm…fine…"Al mumbled weakly. Mustang studied Al quietly, his eyes had turned sad the moment his father had walked through the door. Hohenheim sat on the edge of the bed and touched Al's hand. Al jerked his hand away as if it had just been burnd.

"Al-"

"Why did you leave…..?" Al asked softly turning his head towards his father cringing at the pain.

/The walls start breathing

My minds unweaving/

The room fell silent until Hohenheim finally broke it.

"That doesn't matter…I'm here now…"

"Yeah…right before I die…." Al said bitterly as tears cascaded down his bruised face.

/Maybe it's best you leave me alone/

"Al your not going to die!" Mustang interjected. "Your going to get through this!" Al shook his head sadly.

"I heard the doctor small percent chance of actually pulling through this and…well…you can do the math…." Silence filled the small room. No one knew what to say.

"H-how's Ed…?" Al asked breaking the eerie silence.

"I don't know but, I'm sure he's ok…you know Ed." Mustang chuckled dryly. "Just worry about yourself for once."

"well……when you see him….can you give this note to him….the nurse helped me write it…." Al held out a small slip of notebook paper carefully folded. Mustang took it and slipped it in his pocket.

"It should explain everything to him…and tell him not..." Al swallowed hard choking on his words. "t-tell him not to be sad when I'm gone…"

/A weight is lifted on this evening/

"Al…no…" Hohenheim whispered sadness entering his voice..

"Don't…..don't cry over me…dad…y-you…you never knew me…" Al whispered his voice growing weaker by every word he spoke. "But…..I forgive you…." Al finished his eyes closing and he faded into the depths of the unconscious.

/I give the final blow/

Mustang rose silently and headed towards the door glancing over at Al's still form one last time. Hohenheim stood and gave his youngest son a gentle kiss on the forehead before following Mustang out the door.

"He's right….I never got to know him."

"You missed out on a lot when you left them…" Mustang said his voice becoming cold and bitter. "They went through hell and back with no one to guide them."

/When darkness turns to light

It ends tonight

It ends tonight/

"They had you…." Hohenheim stated softly. Mustang fell silent and head towards Ed's room.

Ed was sitting up in the hospital bed remains of uneaten hospital food on a small table beside him. The once fiery golden orbs had faded and he stared out the window at the falling rain; not even aware that Mustang and his father were standing in the doorway.

/A falling star

'Least I fall alone/

Mustang walked fully into the room. Ed's tan skin had turned a deathly shade of white, scratches and bruises covered his body.

"Hey small fry." Mustang greeted taking a seat beside the bed. Ed scoffed.

"Don't call me a shrimp ready to be dipped in cocktail sauce…" Ed replied quietly. Hohenheim entered the room taking in the extent of his eldest sons injuries. Ed heard the approaching footsteps and turned to see who had come in. Suddenly his eyes filled with rage.

"You….why the h-ll are you here!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!??!?" Ed screamed getting off the bed adrenaline pumping through him. He lashed out towards his father punching him with all the strength he could muster.

"THIS IS ALL YOUR FAULT!!!!!!" Ed screamed his punches becoming weak as the adrenaline faded. "y-you weren't there for us….if you were there things wouldn't be like this…." Ed said his voice cracking as the tears of hurt that he had held in for so long finally were released.. "A-al….he wouldn't be dying…." He cried falling to his knees. Hohenheim carefully picked his son up and placed him on the bed not knowing what to say.

/I can't explain

What you can't explain/

"It doesn't matter…" Hohenheim said pulling the blankets over his son. "I'm here now…" Ed shook his head coughing harshly.

"My baby brother's going to die…" Ed sobbed. Mustang looked down at the floor it hurt to see Ed in so much pain.

"Ed…I'm so sorry…" Hohenheim apologized taking his sons left hand. Ed jerked his hand away; it was then that Hohenheim noticed that his son had only one arm. "Ed, you arm?" Ed averted his eyes from his father and stared out at the pouring rain.

"After mom died….me and Al….tried to bring her back…" Hohenheims eyes widened in horror.

"You know it's forbidden!" Hohenheim yelled louder than he wanted to. Ed's shoulders slumped and he wiped away oncoming tears as the memories of that night flooded in.

/The walls start breathing

My minds unweaving/

"You could've been killed both you and Alphonse!"

"I know!" Ed yelled sobbing again. "I couldn't take care of him…" Ed whispered laying his head on his pillow. His eyes started to grow heavy but, he knew he had to stay awake to get this off his chest. "Aunt Pinako could barely support herself and Winry…I knew she couldn't take us in. We had the money mom left for us but, money doesn't last forever….I was just a kid….I was scared…I-I didn't know what else to do…." Suddenly a coughing over took Ed and je was fighting to control his breathing.

"Why didn't you call social services?" Hohenheim asked after his son calmed down. Ed looked into his fathers eyes and answered.

"They would've taken him away. We'd be split apart…..I couldn't let that happen…s-so….I though that…."

"If you could bring your mother back you could have someone to take care of both of you." Mustang finished for Ed resting his chin on his hands. Ed nodded.

"But, you read my books it's forbidden." Hohenheim stated firmly. Ed glared at his father.

"Get away from and go join your first born in hell…" Ed said hatefully turning away from his father.

/Maybe it's best you leave me alone

A weight is lifted on this evening

I give the final blow/

Hohenheims eyes flared with anger and out of his anger he balled his fist and nailed Ed in the jaw. Ed's eyes widened they soon were filled with hatred and hurt. Angrily Ed started to pull out the IV's that were attached to his arm.

"Ed I…" Hohenheim started trying to explain himself.

"Get the hell away from me!" Ed yelled hoarsely. His coughing fit started up again this time blood was thrown up onto the floor. And Ed sank to his knees. Mustang got off his chair and knelt by Ed's side taking a cloth from a nearby table and wiping Ed's mouth. "M-mustang….can you take me….to Al…?" Ed asked weakly. Mustang nodded silently and lifted Ed up off the ground.

"Let me take him." Hohenheim offered. Mustang glared daggers at Ed's father.

"You've already missed more than half of his life….there's nothing else for you to do…." Mustang said coldly walking out the door past Hohenheim. He never showed it much but, deep down he cared for the two Elric brothers; he wouldn't let someone who walked out on them try to come back in and try to heal all the wounds that he had caused from the start.

/Just a little insight will make this right

It's too late to fight

It ends tonight/

Mustang carried Ed through the hospital and through the double doors of the intensive care unit.

"Excuse me can I talk to you for a second?" a doctor asked Hohenheim just as Mustang went through the double doors. Hohenheim nodded and followed the doctor into a secluded room.

Mustang entered Al's room and placed Ed right next to Al's unconscious form.

"h-he's going to die……..and it's my fault" Ed whispered choking on his tears.

"No Ed you can't think like that!" Mustang said trying to give Ed hope.

"Shutup! Don't give me that shit about how everything's going to be ok! Because it's not!"

Suddenly Al stirred and opened his eyes slightly.

"A-al?" Ed touched his brothers unnaturally cold face.

"Your ok……" Al whispered smiling slightly.

"Shh don't worry about me…I'm fine…" Little did Ed know that in the next hour his life would never be the same. "You just need to focus on getting better ok….?" Al shook his head.

"We both know it's the end for me…."

"Al…no…you're going to be ok!" Ed pleaded.

"You just said so yourself brother….it's not going to be ok….I'm not going to be ok….."

/It's my fault when your blind

It's better that I see it through your eyes/

It was then that Ed felr something inside of him break, he then realized that it was his heart.

"A-al…I'm sorry I-i-"

"Stupid brother…." Al mumbled weakly. "I don't blame you…..I-I love you…." Ed grabbed Al's hand and squeezed it.

"You are my heart and soul Al….I'm nothing without you…."

/When darkness turns to light

It ends tonight

It ends tonight/

"Put your hand on your chest….what do you feel?" Al asked quietly. Ed placed his hand on his chest and answered.

"Nothing I'm a heartless bastard…." He replied bitterly.

"seriously…" Al pleaded. Ed rolled his eyes.

"My heart…" he answered.

"I'm right there always…." Al said his voice starting to fade.

"So touching!" A doctor said sarcastically walking into the room. Dark red stains covered his white doctors coat. "I'm sure your father would've thought so too." Ed, Al, and Mustangs eyes all widened the familiar mocking voice of the doctor could only belong to one person…or hummunculus….Envy.

"I thought I-" Mustang started.

"You what? Killed me?" Envy laughed mockingly. "You honestly thought a few flames could destroy me? You alchemists are so stupid!" Envy walked forward; the stains on the doctors coat became more visible. Ed's eyes widened. Envy smirked seeing Ed's astonishment. "Our fathers blood goes well with this coat don't you agree?" Envy asked, a sadistic grin plastered on his face. Ed got off his brothers bed and stepped onto the cold hospital floor.

"y-you…monster…." He said through gritted teeth.

"You know what would go even better?" Envy asked changing his arm into a blade. "YOURS!" Envy leapt into the air thrusting the blade forward. Ed closed his eyes and held his breath preparing for the blade to pierce through him but, it never happened. Ed opened his eyes and gasped in horror. There in front of him was Mustang with the blade wedged into his stomach. Envy ripped out the blade.

"Damnit!" He cursed in frustration. Mustang sank to the floor blood drenching him. "Might as well finish you off Envy said lifting his blade foe the killing blow; when suddenly a flash of blue light filled the room. Sharp spikes flew at Envy from every direction sinking into him, his blood flowing across the floor. Ed looked to where the source of the light had come from. There on the floor was Al with a transmutation circle drawn in blood in front of him. The oxygen mask that he had been dependant upon was cast aside on the bed.

"b-brother……finish it…..t-transmute him….." Al became silent as he fell to the floor his body becoming limp. It was then at that moment Ed knew what he had to do.

/Just a little insight will make this right

It's too late to fight

It ends tonight

It ends tonight/

Ed stood and clapped his hands together.

"IT ENDS NOW!!!" he yelled tears of pain, sorrow and anger flew down his cheeks as he slammed his hands on Envy yellow light engulfed the room. Then just as quickly as it came died down.

/It ends tonight/

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Hello my lovely reviewers do not hate me!! I've had the flu!!! But I pushed through and typed this for you!! I love you all enjoy!!! 2 more chapters then it will be the end of the story!!

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