Chapter 2
The aftershock of the so-called death of the Fullmetal alchemist tore many to pieces inside. Most could not accept the fate of the young teenage boy.
It was a brilliantly bright morning. The weather seemed be making fun of the events. The heavens were a cruel contradiction to earthly matters. Al felt that he knew that his brother might of been right at a moment like this, God was a little kid on an anthill with a magnifying glass.
"Winry?" Al's voice quivered as he heard the voice of a young peppy girl. HE really had no idea how she would react to the news he bore.
"Yep, it's Winry! Is this Al?" Al felt so guilty, knowing that this may very well ruin her day, maybe even her life. There seemed to be an awkward silence that followed as Al churned words in his head. "Ummm…Al?" Winry was getting irritated now.
Why make her worry! I'll tell her when it's the right time. Al thought then spoke in a normal joyful tone, "Brother and I are going to be on a mission for awhile, so we won't call for sometime, Okay?"
"You never told me things before! What's up." She demanded in pure suspicion of the boy.
"Nothing. Bye" But before Al could wake away from the government owned phone in the hallway of Central Headquarters, Havoc approached. He looked the same as always; blonde, relaxed with a cigarette dangling from his mouth.
" You know boss ain't coming back kid." Al just stood silently staring at the ground. "You're going to have to face it eventually."
He almost thought for sure Al would just stay perfectly quiet, "Brother will always come back! He can't leave me. We had a promise!"
If Al could cry he would have been a complete wreck at the moment as he ran down the hall, the clanking ringing through the empty hallways of the Central.
"Poor, kid." Havoc murmured as he walked away towards Roy's office fully knowing that Al's thoughts were shared.
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"So, I've heard our sacrifice as had a little accident."
"Yes, but there is no need to worry."
"Good, good."
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It was scolding sensation, flowed by a freezing icy burn. It was like hell as dreams of messed up pasts and twisted feelings of guilt and fear. Painful it was. One thing made sense though, the little words of comfort from little voices full of hope and happiness were clear as day, like the heaven to this hell.
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"Has he said anything?" Havoc inquired to the First Lieutenant Riza Hawkeye.
Riza looked up from he desk, "Yes, plenty but nothing about him."
"I see." Sighing he left the office seeing that Roy was not there. "I'll go find him."
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