Chapter Nine:
Blood
Mustang, covered in blood! Is he alive, or...
"What's this...?" whispered Jenny, looking out the window.
She stared in shock at what she saw. Her father, Roy Mustang. He was lying on the ground...covered in blood.
"DADDY!" she yelled out, dashing out of her room and down the stairs. As she ran out the front door, she stood over Roy's body.
He was barely breathing, and his wounds were serious.
"No..." she whispered. "I...I have to call an ambulance."
She sprinted inside, and grabbed the house phone. When a deep male voice picked up, she quickly explained the situation. The man said that someone would be over in a minute.
"Please, hurry!" she exclaimed, "Daddy's dying!"
She then ran back outside, and listened to her father's heart. It was still beating, although faintly.
Don't die, Daddy... tears sprang to her eyes. Please don't die...Mommy's already lost!
When the ambulance came roughly two minutes late, they picked up Roy on a stretcher and carried him into the car. Jenny followed quickly, and they were off.
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Thirty minutes later, at the Hospital...
Jenny sat in the waiting room, while Roy was getting some soft of medical aid.
Tears were falling down the cheeks of Jenny Mustang.
Daddy...Please don't go, Daddy...
Her thoughts repeated several times over, unchanging since she found Roy, bleeding. Someone had called Havoc and Elric, so they were on their way. How the hospital knew their numbers, Jenny didn't know.
Daddy...please don't die.
Havoc and Elric arrived, rushed.
"W-what happened?" exclaimed Elric, "Are you and Roy alright, Jenny?"
Havoc was somewhat quiet. He silently clenched his fist.
He was alive and well when I left him. What the hell did he do after I left?
Neither Elric or Jenny noticed Havoc's silence, and Elric bent down to put his hand on Jenny's shoulder.
Jenny's eyes were still flowing with tears, as she looked at Elric with her eyes.
"Please don't let Daddy die."
Elric smiled and looked at her.
"I won't." he said, and he embraced her.
She buried her head in his embrace, and started crying even more.
Elric was silent for a minute, then he whispered something.
"...Alphonse..."
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"Mommy...why are they burying Daddy?"
There was a middle-aged woman next to a small child of three or four. As the child said this, tears sprang to the woman's eyes.
"Why are they burying him? Why?"
The lady bent down and hugged the child, not letting her go.
"He's gone, honey." she said.
"But...daddy said he has lotsa work to do! And if you bury him, he can't do it when he wakes up!"
"Elicia!" exclaimed the woman, sadly. She was now crying.
"Why are you burying Daddy, Mommy? Why?"
The child was now crying as well.
"Daddy, wake up!"
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As Havoc sat, he thought of the funeral of Brigadier General Maes Hughes.
Hughes left his wife and daughter. Riza left her daughter and husband.
He buried his head in his hands, not looking to the left, where Elric was still embracing Jenny.
It's all my fault that Roy is like this, injured. If only I had...stayed there...or something. Anything but simply walking away.
He didn't cry, but he felt horrible.
It's all my fault...my fault that Roy is covered in blood!
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A few hours later, Roy was resting peacefully. He had lost a lot of blood, so they weren't sure if he would live.
"What if you gave him a blood transplant?" asked Havoc. "He has a common blood type..."
"It's not just that." said the Doctor. "He damaged his skull, as well as his brain. We can give him surgery...but we're not sure if it will work. And it will be very expensive."
Havoc's face brightened somewhat. "Anything would work! Please...just save him!"
The doctor nodded. "Alright. We will start immediately."
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The seconds ticked, and the three waited. Lost in thoughts of their own.
Roy...you better not die! Don't leave Jenny all alone!
Roy...it's all my fault...please be okay.
Daddy!
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Author's Note: Thank you bautchchic for your recent review.
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