This is possibly a oneshot song fic. If enough people like it (like five), I will continue it on the adventure of Tim (who of which is introduced in the fic). The song is called Does Anybody Hear Her? and it is by Casting Crowns on their new cd, Lifesong. I love the song. Well, read and review please.
Disclaimer: I don't own FMA or Does anybody hear her?
Chapter one: Does Anybody Care?
She is running
A hundred miles an hour in the wrong direction
Riza Hawkeye was only fourteen when she ran away. She ran to some friends who were joining a local gang. "You have to do something though miss Riza," they taunted. Riza agreed. She was said to not have a heart.
She is trying
But the canyon's ever widening
In the depths of her cold heart
Riza had to steal a car. She tried, but was caught and sent to Juvenille Detention for about a month. When she got out, she left the city to find herself.
So she sets out on another misadventure just to find
She's another two years older
And she's three more steps behind
Riza returned to figure out that she shouldn't have left. She is only sixteen and everyone has forgotten her. So, she tried turning to the church.
Does anybody hear her? Can anybody see?
Or does anybody even knows she's going down today
Riza walked in when there was no service and prayed. A custodial staff member chased her out. Riza found a place to stay and started to cut herself.
Under the shadow of our steeple
With all the lost and lonely people
Riza looked outside at her old friends. They looked happy, but she was unhappy. She was alone and the church hated her.
Searching for the hope that's tucked away in you and me
Does anybody hear her? Can anybody see?
Riza cried into her pillow that night. She couldn't take it. Her friends told her that Riza died in jail two years ago. Riza had tried to plead, but they would not listen.
She is yearning
For shelter and affection
That she never found at home
Riza remembered all the beatings, pleadings, and screams of hate that was from both parents. She cried more. No one loved her.
She is searching
For a hero to ride in
To ride in and save the day
She walked around the next day, looking for work. No one wanted to give her a job. Not even her own mother who had also forgotten her.
"Mom?" Riza asked the lady behind the counter of the local market.
"I'm sorry, who are you?" the lady asked.
"Its me, Riza," Riza answered. The lady shook her head and started to cry.
"How can you pretend to be my daughter? She ran away and died in jail for stealing a car. I miss her everyday and wish I could see her face and tell her that I loved her and didn't mean to be so mean," she cried. Riza backed away and turned to run.
And in walks her prince charming
And he knows just what to say
Riza ran into a handsome man. She looked at him. It was Hohenheim Elric. Star of the alchemy secret society and love of Trisha. How can she expect for him to tell her that she never died? He hugged her.
"What is wrong, Riza?" he asked as she started to cry.
"No one remembers me," Riza cried. He shook his head.
"I do. I love you." Riza smiled.
Momentary lapse of reason
And she gives herself away
They were together for a few weeks. During that time, Riza and Hohenheim had slept together. He left her for Trisha. The next day, Riza found she was pregnant and had been since day one. It was Hohenheim's baby and two months old.
Does anybody hear her? Can anybody see?
Or does anybody even knows she's going down today
Riza cried. She was going to have a baby. But was she strong enough? Could she support it? Even after Hohenheim left her? She'd try.
Under the shadow of our steeple
With all the lost and lonely people
Riza searched for a job in order to able to support her baby. She found one in the next town. Riza left, glad to rid of the town that forgot her.
Searching for the hope that's tucked away in you and me
Does anybody hear her? Can anybody see?
Riza enjoyed her new job, her new life, and her new place. She woke up one Sunday and went to the church. She was never going to let her baby grow up like her.
If judgement looms under every steeple
If lofty glances from lofty people
She walked into the church just for them to stare at her. The stranger. The pregnant stranger that had no husband or any man in her life that they knew of. To them she was a slut that deserved to burn in hell.
Can't see past her scarlet letter
And we never even met her
Riza ran as she was chased out of the church. They had judged her, but didn't even know her. They didn't want to know her.
If judgement looms under every steeple
If lofty glances from lofty people
She went to another church five months later. Again she was slut. The stranger. The loser. The hell born.
Can't see past her scarlet letter
And we never even met her
They chased her out. Only this time with curses and flames. Riza return to her new place. She cried that night. She was only eight months pregnant and it was very hard for her to run.
Does anybody hear her? Can anybody see?
Or does anybody even knows she's going down today
Riza screamed in the middle of the night. In two days, nine months would have been complete. She tried to walk to the hospital. She only made it to the closest church.
Under the shadow of our steeple
With all the lost and lonely people
Everyone stared at her. These were the late night worshipers. The ones who worked during day and worshiped God at night. One didn't look at her with hate. Care and love were in his eyes. Riza didn't know who he was, but cried for help.
Searching for the hope that's tucked away in you and me
Does anybody hear her? Can anybody see?
He went to her side as the others faced the alter to pray for her lost soul.
Does anybody hear her? Can anybody see?
Or does anybody even knows she's going down today
Riza screamed again. He stayed there, telling her what to do. He quickly explained that his best friend was doctor and had taught him how to deliver a baby.
Under the shadow of our steeple
With all the lost and lonely people
The others just walked by with the worship was over. They paid no attention her screams. They only tried to take the man away from her. He refused, calling them hypocrites of worshipers and abandoners of the helpless. They quickly left without any more words.
Searching for the hope that's tucked away in you and me
Does anybody hear her? Can anybody see?
Riza gave birth to a healthy baby boy. She screamed once more and the man kissed her. She passed out as he told her that his name was Roy Mustang. A few days later, Riza awoke in the hospital with Roy at her side.
"Riza, I don't know what happened in your past, but I'm willing to help you forget it and live a new life. I love you. I mean it," Roy told her. Riza started to cry.
"The last one to say that to me left me for a woman named Trisha. I thought he meant it too, but I trust you more," Riza cried. Roy kissed her.
About a year later, Riza joined the military under Roy. Her baby boy, whose name was Tim, was sent to live with her mother as an abandon baby. Her mother knew it was Riza's. The sign that told her that Riza was alive was Tim's eyes and the note found in the basket.
He is running
A hundred mile an hour in the wrong direction
Tim was running when he was only ten. He knew the truth and wanted his mother. His real mother. He found his father, but his father didn't accept him and already had a wife and two kids. Tim stood in front of central building of the military. They will find her for him since they didn't like children when they were searching for their mothers.