(A/N) I wanted to try something new with this fic. I wanted to be able to capture someones emotions a certain way. I dunno if I'll succeed, but I'll try my best.
"No...don't. Stop... stop dammit!" Edward yelled, forcing his voice to be as loud as he could make it. "Please..." his throat became hoarse "please...stop."
Envy released a maniacal cackle and place his finger to the blood seal within Al's armor. Edward yanked and pulled at the chains which bound him. The room was filled with the screaming of the two brothers.
"Ed!" Al cried out "Brother, I-" but Alphonse was cut off. Not because someone else had told him to be quiet, but because Envy had scratched it off. He had removed Al's blood seal. Al was gone. He was gone forever and Edward could do nothing about it.
Ed sunk to the ground, shackles still binding him to the wall. His eyes were wide and all expression had been erased from his face. He appeared empty, practically souless.
Envy chuckled and walked out of the room leaving Ed alone in the darkness.
He stared at the lifeless suit of armor wondering how this could have happened. And why did God make Ed suffer like this, again and again.
He managed to push words out of his own mouth, though he was the only one there to here "It doesn't matter ... how I let this happen because ... no matter what I do now ... he's ... gone for good. And there's no way in hell ... that I can bring him back now."
He looked down at his auto-mail arm and leg. "I've already sinned enough for one life time..." the anger within him suddenly began to boil. "Yet Al was the one...HE was the one who always suffered the most!"
He tried to pull away from the chains, thrashing his wrists. He was chained to the wall, hands spread apart so he couldnt preform alchemy, and it was useless to resist, for his efforts were in vain.
"The fullmetal alchemist," he said agressively "a lot of damn good I'm useful for."
Edward stared deeply at the ground. He could see vivid images in his mind, his mother, Nina, ... Al. The memories of pain and sorrow reminded him of his burden.
He cried out it pain. He jerked around yanking the chains roughly, forcing them to make an irratating jingling sound which echoed throughout the dark abyss.
It felt as though his heart was being wrenched away from him, his chest pounded with the torturing feeling as though his soul was being taunted, teased.
He shut his eyes letting the pain slowly sink in. Letting the feeling of guilt overwhelm him. Within seconds he could feel cold moisture dripping down his face.
His tears hastened and splashed to the ground. He tried to hold them back at first, but when he failed he let them flow out.
He didn't care anymore. He didn't fear for his life anymore. Nothing mattered. He would just sit there and rot, he would sit alone and die.
Edward's breathing soon became unsteady. He could feel a great pressure pushing down on his lungs to where he couldn't breathe.
He gasped for air. He suddenly realized the cause of all of this. He had forgotten to breathe. The agony and suffering had overpowered his will to live. He'd become dillusional, making matters worse.
Suddenly he could hear footsteps approaching and the soft sound of someone saying his name.
Ed looked up through the flood of tears covering his sadened eyes, to see whom was speaking to him.
"Edward, I will not let you just lie here and drown withina seaofyour own tears."
(A/N) Did you like it? I hope so. I know it's pretty short. Anyway I'm not sure whether to continue it and reveal who it was or just leave it off here like that. I bet you're wondering who said that... I'm kinda wondering that too... what! You actually expect me to plan ahead!