Almost done xD
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The Ghost of Christmas Future has come.
The shadowy figure wore a cloak, in the darkness he drew near to Roy.
"You…I feared the most." Roy said, "The ghost of Christmas yet to come." He muttered, "You shall show me things what has not come." The ghost did not reply, just nodded his head and pointed forward. The darkness came to light and three soldiers sat around talking.
"I heard o'Colonel Mustang passed on." The first smirked.
"Good riddance." One laughed.
"He won't be missed." The third snickered.
In another wave of darkness he saw Edward, and Rose. Rose sobbing her eyes out.
"My little girl." She cried, "My poor little girl." She cried, "My uncle and my little girl." Edward hugged her and patted her on the back, crying as well. A blanked over the small fragile body.
Another flash and they were in a grave yard. The spirit pointing to the grave stone.
"What…" he stared, "Before I draw closer, answer me this." He said sternly, "Are these the things…that will be…or may be." The spirit merely pointed at the stone.
"My grave…" he muttered.
"You will die." The man took off his hood.
"Scar." He growled jumping back. A pit of hell opened up and Scar laughed,
"You will die."
"I've learned my lesson!" he barked, "Enough! Enough!"
Roy woke startled to the morning light. Tangled in his own blankets.