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Drenched in My Pain
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It couldn't be true. Al would never hurt me. They're wrong...
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"Good to see you again, Edward," Roy Mustang murmured from the side of my hospital bed.
His black hair had long since grown out over his face and for the first time I saw his price for battling the homunculus, Pride. A large eye patch covered nearly half of his face. I didn't get to see what was underneath, but didn't care to.
I sat up a little so I could hold a conversation. "Good to see you too, Mustang."
Roy Mustang's face softened. He said in a gentle tone, "Now that you don't work for me, you can call me Roy."
I nodded my head in understanding. I could tell there was more he wanted to say, something more pressing, but he didn't want to get around to it. He talked to me about petty things, like the weather, the beautiful flowers that Winry had bought for me, his marriage to Riza Hawkeye, Elycia Hughes graduated grade school. But soon his list ran out and there was an awkward silence. So I broke it. "Roy, what did you really come here to ask me?"
He sighed and put his hand on his forehead. "Our new parliament doesn't allow for imprisonment without trial by jury and a statement from the victim, if living."
I stared at him in disbelief. I couldn't believe what he was saying. I shouted angrily, "You want me to testify against my own brother? Al? He didn't do anything wrong!"
Roy sighed again and pinched the bridge of his nose. "You don't have to do anything in a hurry, Edward. We haven't found Alphonse yet. But if you know, tell us and we can try to help him."
"No!" I shouted, throwing myself out of the hospital bed. I clenched my jaw as I screamed from the burning pain in my chest. I stood and headed for the door.
"Ed! What are you doing? You're hurt! Where are you going?" Roy called after me, exasperated.
"To find Al before you!" I yelled back. Then I pushed the double-doors to my room open and stumbled out into the hall.
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It couldn't be true. Al would never hurt me. They're wrong...
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