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I Feel So Alone Today
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Drip... drip... drip... drip... drip...
Cold hard ground...
Drip... drip... drip... drip... drip...
Rats scurrying around...
Drip... drip... drip... drip... drip...
The smell of decay...
Drip... drip... drip... drip... drip...
I woke up, my vision blurry and my head groggy. I could tell I was underground, just by all of the things I heard and smelt and felt. My joints were cold and achy and my stomach complained about the lack of food. Vermin nibbled at me, but I was too weak to care. How long had I been there..? How long would I be there..?
I could hear foot-steps. They seemed distant, but I knew I had been drugged and it was probably a side-effect. Rolling onto my stomach, I tried to push myself up, but instead was rewarded with a fit of cramps. Quickly, I rolled into a ball, waiting for the pain to pass. After it did, I tried to stand again, and this time I was able to.
A dizzy spell passed over me, and I stumbled. I caught myself in time and stood up again, stretching my back. It appeared as though I were in an underground cavern, locked in a cell. The walls were all stone and mud, some places upheld with wooden support beams. The cell I was in housed a few crates and barrels.
The foot-steps came closer. I saw Envy pass by my cell and pause to gaze at me. He made a happily surprised clucking noise, seeing that I was conscious. He beamed and announced, "Chibi! You're awake! I was wondering if I had over-dosed you. But I see that you are just a hard-core sleeper! Lucky you, pipsqueak."
I tried to clap my hands together, but then realized: my automail had been taken off. Envy laughed to himself and explained in a singsong voice, "Oh Chibi! I couldn't have you escaping, now could I? I've waited too damn long for this!"
"For what!" I growled.
"To become human!" he snapped, as though it were obvious.
Perplexed, and caught unawares, I shouted back, "You never wanted that before!"
Envy played with his hair, completely ignoring my suggested query. He began walking away absently, mumbling to himself so that I couldn't hear. He passed out of the cell's range of view and I was left alone again. Growling, I stamped around in a rage, smashing the barrels and boxes. I had no idea where I was and Envy was planning on having me do a human transmutation on him. No way!
Eyeing a piece of shrapnel among the barrels, I considered suicide. Death would be sweeter than helper that freak. I bent over and picked it up, cutting my fingers accidently in the process. Sharp enough to slit my wrists.
But then I thought of Al. I didn't know if he was hurt or not and the military was searching for him. Al was in trouble and it was my job as the older brother to protect him from any dangers. Disgusted with myself, I threw the shrapnel down. I could wait for death until Al was safe again. Though I did not intend on my death being suicide.
Pacing the prison cell, I scoured it for food and water. I had heard dripping and assumed that meant that there was a nearby source of water. Futilely, I attempted to draw a transmutation circle to draw the water, but the stone floor would not be carved.
Then I realized with a start that the shrapnel would probably be able to make an indent in the stone. I quickly picked it up and pressed it as hard as I could into the stone. Lifting it, I saw that the shrapnel had scratched the stone. I lifted my hand in triumph and quickly proceeded to draw a transmutation circle. In no time, I had a clear water to drink.
A plan promptly formed in my head. I would regain my strength and then break out. My next objective would be to search for Alphonse. This would be a grim duty. Either Envy had him locked up in a cell like me, or he had killed him already.
A salty tear streamed down my cheek. I reached up with my right hand to wipe the tear away, and then remembered that Envy had removed it. I crawled over to the corner of my cell and held my knees, crying silently. So pathetic. I was so pathetic. I had let them get Al. I had taken our safety for granted and let my guard down. And here was my punishment.
Brushing away a strand of loose hair, I collected myself and stood. Al was alive and I was going to find him. I drank the water that I had found, calming my nerves by telling myself that Al was alive. Al was alive. Al is alive.
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