Author's Note: After this update, I won't update again until someone reviews.
Chapter Two:
Car Crash
(Chapter Two Narrative by Roy Mustang)
Seven years after Jenny was born, Riza and I were as happy as could be. We had love, wealth, a beloved child, and we didn't fight at all. No one could be happier.
And Jenny was the perfect child. She never screamed or cried. She was always polite, and not at all picky. She also had tons of friends, and did great in school.
She was also very kind. Such as this one time...
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I was reading a book when Jenny walked in the door. She walked to and from school, considering that it was right next door.
She had something in her arms, and it was moving.
"What's that in your arms, there, Jenny?" I asked, naturally curious.
"It's a bird." she said. "But it can't fly. It's wing is broken."
I looked at it, and she was right. The wing was twisted in an unnatural position, and it looked nearly impossible to fix.
"I'll do my best to fix it, okay?" I said, smiling.
She looked at me, into my eyes. Her brown hair (a mix of my black and Riza's blond.) Making her look all the cuter. And her brown eyes made it positive that I was staring down at Riza's child...and mine.
"You promise?" she asked.
I bent down and hugged her. "I promise."
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Of course, I had gotten the bird's wing fixed. I'm saying how, though. Let' just say that I did it with skill.
Jenny walked in, smiling as usual. "I'm home mommy and daddy!"
"Welcome home, Jenny." I said. I was reading a book, just like the day of the bird.
"How was your day at school today, Jenny?" asked Riza.
"It was great, mommy!" said she. "It's to bad that it ends this late, though."
Let me explain. Jenny's school starts at one in the afternoon...but it ends at five. I get off of work at four, as well as my wife. It's a crazy schedule, but we're all used to it now.
"Ah, Jenny." said Riza, "How would you like to walk over to the grocery store with me after dinner and pick up a few things?"
Jenny smiled. "I'd love to, mommy!"
Riza and I looked at each other, and smiled. I knew that our thoughts were identical.
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During dinner, we always talked about our days.
"So how did you do on that test today, Jenny?" asked Riza.
"I got one hundred percent!" she said, reaching into her skirt pocket to get out the paper. "See?"
Riza and I both looked at it, and we smiled. It was truly a one hundred.
"So, how was your teaching today, Riza?" I asked. "Did any of the students misbehave?"
She smiled. "Nope. They're all like angels...and I don't even have to threaten them with a gun or anything."
I stilled cowered in fear when he thought about Riza and when she got Black Hayate.
"Hey." I said, "Where's Black Hayate Jr.?"
"I think he's off in his bed, sleeping." said Riza. "He knows that there's no point in coming and begging at the dinner table."
I and Jenny don't know how Riza got this dog to obey her. Maybe she used the gun again...I wouldn't know.
As we finished eating, I volunteered to do the dishes. This was considering the fact that Riza and Jenny were leaving to buy groceries.
As the left, I felt a chill go down my spine.
I have a bad feeling about something... I thought.
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One hour later, I was sitting and reading. Waiting for Riza and Jenny to return.
It was then that I learned. When former Lt. Havoc burst though the door (he was my neighbor now) with horrid look on his face.
"What's wrong, Jean?" I asked, surprised. "You look like the devil is at your heels."
"It's Riza." panted Havoc. "She...was hit by a car...bleeding...in an ambulance now...might not make it."
I dropped my book at those last words.
"Damn it!" I swore, off to go find my keys.
"I'll give you a ride!" said Havoc, "Let's go!"
I nodded, and I followed him off.
This can't be happening. I thought, It's impossible...our love is too strong for her to die...
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We reached the hospital fifteen minutes later.
I rushed to the front desk, and yelled, "Where's Riza Mustang's room?"
The woman at the front desk immediately understood why I was so rude.
"She's in room 202 on the fifth floor." said the woman.
I ran off towards the elevator, and I'm pretty sure that Havoc thanked her for me.
I pressed the elevator's call button.
"Damn it!" I swore.
Havoc had just reached me when the elevator came.
We got in the elevator, and I frantically pressed the button for the fifth floor.
As the elevator was moving, I could see that Havoc was worried as well.
Damn it...
When we reached the floor, Havoc and I ran off to find room 202. When we found it, we burst into the room.
"Riza!" I yelled.
"R-roy..." she said, on a bed in the middle of the room. She was surrounded by doctors, and Jenny was crying in a seat in the room.
I ran over to the bed, and the doctors made room for me.
"Riza..." I said, tears welling up in my eyes, "Please don't go..."
She looked up at me, and smiled. It was then that I noticed that she was missing her arms. And that the left side of her face was completely clotted with blood.
"I...I'm going ahead of you, Roy." she said, her voice a whisper.
The tears started to fall down my eyes. "Please...please don't die..."
"Roy Mustang..." she said, "Please take care of Jenny."
"Riza..."
"Roy...I love you." she said, and then she was gone.
"Riza...?" I said, calling out to her corpse. "You...you can hear me, right? This is all a joke, right?"
I turned to Havoc, who's eyes were on the ground. "Havoc...you're all pulling a prank on me, right?"
Jenny walked up to me. "Daddy..."
I stared down at her, and hugged her. "Oh, Jenny!"
And we cried together. As if our tears could bring her back to life...
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Author's Note: I tried to make that as sad as possible. Did it work? Well, like I said before, I won't update until I get a review. Sorry folks, but that's just the way it is.
I don't even care if you criticize me, as long as it's constructive.
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