Chapter twenty: Life
Trisha let her in. "Yes, I know. I'm not trying to be rude, but I do think you could have gotten wed at a later age than sixteen."
"No offence taken." Coniniaue sat on the lush, white sofa in Trisha's living room. Trisha brought in two cups of tea. "Here. I read in the news this morning that you were sent to Hell."
"I was, but I sold Satan my soul just to speak to you."
Trisha flinched. "Coniniaue…"
"I tricked him. I would tell you how, but I do not know if he's listening or not. Trisha, do you know what your sons have become?"
Trisha sighed. "Yes, and I am very proud. I want to see them again so much… My two little boys are teenagers now…"
"Edward is a state alchemist and Alphonse lives in our other house in Aquroya. Well… Edward's house."
Trisha began to look uncomfortable. "Coniniaue, there is a way to go back. If you die in heaven then you are sent back to the gate and God will decide. I wasn't supposed to tell anyone…"
She didn't get to finish. Coniniaue had made a blade on her arm and stabbed it through her heart, smiling and disappearing like smoke.
-The door-
Coniniaue appeared at the door, her arm reduced to its usual automail. Satan and God popped out of nowhere. "How DARE you!" They shouted at once.
"Killing yourself to get back here!" God growled.
"And fooling me by writing the wrong name!"
"Yes," Coniniaue said with a dramatic flourish. "I have killed myself in heaven, and I have written Coniniaue Tommy instead of Coniniaue Elric. I now demand the privilege to return to Earth!"
Satan snapped. The door opened. "There."
"Hey, for Satan you not a bad guy… Later!" She ran through the door and disappeared.
"WHY DID YOU LET HER GO?" God yelled at Satan. "YOU LIKE TORTURING PEOPLE! Gah, I'm sooooo mad right now, why I should… I should shoot her down with a lightening bolt!"
"Don't." Satan chuckled. "Did you ever wonder how sad, or how angry she will be when she finds her parents? When I sent her to heaven for a visit to Trisha's I implanted their whereabouts in her brain. They are currently in Xing, hiding within a random tribe. I didn't tell her which one, she now she and her puny little husband are going to run around the country until they find them. And if memory serves, Coniniaue probably HATES her parents by now."
"I see your point. I don't want to watch this, watch it yourself. I'm… I'm going to go eat popcorn."
"Your loss, your loss."
"Yeah, yeah."
