A/N: ALLO! I was ORIGINALLY gonna update this last night… I GOT IT UP DIDN'T I????? I hope ya peeps like this! It's the first chapter in Ed's POV.

This is ROYED. I do not plan on writing too many lemons. It's not gonna be all like

Ed: "hey Roy lets fuck"

NONONONONONO!!! I DESPISE that shit! I am ACTUALLY try to keep the people in character as I do this.

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I never really wanted you to see the screwed up side of me that I keep locked inside of me so deep for not all nightmares are imagined...

A punishment worse than death

Whispering flowed into Ed's already overflowing head as he felt like he had died a1,000 deaths. A gaping hole that was in his stomach that could be seen from many feet away and many of his ribs were either fractured or completely broken. Though the physical pain that Ed was enduring was rather atrocious- the pain that he felt the most was in his shattered soul…

Memories of everything seemed to shatter as everyone stared and pointed at his mangled body. He did not deserve sympathy… It was his fault that Al was dead…. He killed Al … His own brother… Ed continued to tell himself these crude words tears making involuntarily welled up in his blank golden orbs. He tried to force himself to stop crying, but the tears still profusely ran down his bruised face.

The alchemist stared at the many teenagers in black robes, purposefully keeping his face emotionless. No one should feel sorry for him… he deserved what he was getting.

A giant man with a wiry beard looked down at Edward and began to yell at a bystander who was obviously not paying attention Their voices were bleach out to Ed all he could do was think Leave me to die. He wanted to say this but found that he did not have enough strength to even fulfill such a simple task. I'm so pathetic was all Ed could think before he spontaneously fallen into a pit of darkness and old memories.


A veil of unwanted memories lifted from the boys soggy eyes as he saw an elderly man kneeling on his purple robe looking thoughtfully at Ed. When Ed had finally opened his eyes he remembered seeing an expression of genuine surprise on the old man's sparkling blue eyes. After the minutes of surprise was over, the old man positioned his hands in a way to pick the young boy up. At this gesture Ed first decided to run, when he found that he couldn't move Ed just simply whispered, "I killed him… It's all my fault," A fresh new wave of tears came tumbling down Edward's face as Dumbledore attempted to shush Ed, but Ed continued, this time yelling feeling sharp pains in his lungs as he did so, "DON'T SAVE ME! I DERSERVE TO DIE!"

Many gasped at this but Ed did not care He DID deserve to die… For killing his own brother!!! At this Dumbledore looked through Ed with his gleaming half-moon spectacles that reflected the blinding sun. The way that the elderly man looked at Ed it was as though the man was staring through Edward to depict whether he was trustworthy or not. Eventually the old man must have decided, for he picked Ed up (much to Edward's dismay) and carried him across the grounds.

Ed gave the man questioning glares. IS THIS MAN SENILE!!! He kept on thinking to himself, hoping that he would just die right there…

The elderly looked down at Ed with empathy written all over his beard-covered face.


The castle was in shock by the appearance of the strange boy. Many unanswered questions and rumors floated among the castle, much like the candles used to keep light. The biggest and most repetitive question was who did the boy kill?

Three teenagers that sat on the table marked with red and gold each one discussing their point of views.

"Do you reckon that that kid is," a red- headed boy continued then looked around to make sure nobody was in ear shot before continuing "that he is with, you-know-who?"

A black haired boy who bore a lightning shaped scar pensated for a while than said, "No, I don't think so, but we should still keep an eye on him."

Ron and Hermione nodded in agreement than began to eat their dinner in silence. Each one still mulling over the situation.


"Dear lord. What happened to this boy, Albus," a shocked madam Pomffrey whispered not taking her worried eyes off of the boy.

Albus looked at madam Pomfrey solemnly then replied, "I wish I only knew…" The old man trailed off staring at the boy's face.

It had been 3 days since the boy had been bandaged and healed to the best of the nurse's abilities, but no one was sure whether the mysterious boy would survive another day…

Dumbledore remembered when he first brought the boy in, him and Madam Pomffrey had discovered more than they bargained for… The boy had a metal arm and leg. This was a technology that amazed Dumbledore, but the more Dubledore saw the boy the more he felt urgent that this be kept secret until a different day…

Dumbledore was dragged away from his thoughts as he finally realized that there was two golden easy were lifelessly staring at him. Before Dumbledore could properly welcome the boy, the boy asked, "Who are you?" The boy paused a second purposefully not giving Dumbledore enough time to answer than urgently inquired, "more importantly, who am I"

A/N: Well it is DONE! I am sooooooo sorry these chapters are short! I'M JUST GETTING STARTED SO THE MORE CHAPTERS THE LONGER!! And I'm kind of in the process of writing a book… So yeah… I might put a little excerpt from it on here one of these days… ;;

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