Taking Over Me and Helena
Disclaimer: I don't own Evanescence or FMA. And I don't own My Chemical Romance, but if somebody would help me kidnap the band, I'll let you take your pick after I take Gerard. (Lol, I wish!)
Note: This is in Roy's POV. RoyPride, RoyEd.
I opened the door to a pitch black room, a bowl of incomplete Philosopher's stones in hand. The contents of the room, a bed; the contents of the bed, a homunculus, Pride. Despite the loss of my right leg, (it was given in the transmutation) I wheeled myself to the foot of the bed to begin to feed my monstrosity; a near-perfect replica of what Edward Elric once was. I felt so stupid after what I did. Why couldn't I just accept that he was gone instead of trying to bring him back?
You don't remember me but I remember you
I lie awake and try so hard not to think of you
But who can decide what they dream? and dream I do...
"You must hate me," I said as I put a stone in the creature's mouth, he looked at me with those soulless golden orbs, "Wh-who are you?" it asked. "The bastard who made you, forgive me." I replied.
I believe in you...
I'll give up everything just to find you
I have to be with you
To live, to breathe, you're taking over me
As I sat there, I reached out for his hand, red snakes ran up his arm ending in the Ouroburous, the symbol of the Homunculi. My tears fell onto that beautiful, yet cold hand; how pathetic I am, I don't deserve to live. I finally cracked. "I couldn't save you," I sobbed, "It's my fault you are not in heaven right now; you're here, you're the living dead." How stupid I was for all I've done, but I loved him, I needed him.
Have you forgotten all I know and all we had?
You saw me mourning my love for you
And touched my hand
I knew you loved me then
I fed him another stone, as I sobbed endlessly for my sins. "When they found you, I was sent a letter in a crimson envelope," I sobbed some more, "Notifying that you were dead." I sobbed as I began to remember the moment. "That was the moment of bloody hell for me."
I believe in you...
I'll give up everything just to find you
I have to be with you
To live, to breathe, you're taking over me
"Why?" Pride asked in a soft voice, the voice I used to love.
"Because I, Roy Mustang, care about you." I said dramatically, but still somewhat somber.
"Tell me Roy Mustang, why do--" I cut him off,
"Call me Roy," I suggested, "Or Taisa," I smiled a weak smile.
"Well Roy, why do you care about me? I don't even know you." That last sentence broke my heart.
"Because I love you, Edward," I whispered and kissed him. Even without a soul, he blushed, hard; showing emotion. "And you loved me too." I smiled.
I look in the mirror and see your face
If I look deep enough
So many things inside that, just like you, are taking over
"What was it like?" Pride was just full of questions. But then again, this was the only time we had spoken since he was human.
"What was what like?" I asked,
"My funeral," he answered once more in the soft voice.
"Well," I began, "It was horrible, I'll tell you that; I had to throw it 'cause the Rockbells had too many customers that day and Winry couldn't take it. But other than that, it was--" And before I could say another word, he cut me off and explained what he wanted to know. "No silly! What happened, how you looked, et cetera!" he sounded quite stupid now.
"Pretty much the same thing as any funeral," I replied, then he got impatient.
"Roy!" He exclaimed, "Why won't you tell me!? Did you give an embarrassing speech and the whole damn military hated you afterwards for being gay? Is that why we moved far from Central!?" the poor thing went on and on, so I stuffed a stone in his mouth to shut him up.
"It was raining, and everyone felt like the rain was a god somewhere crying for you, even I believed it." I said,
"But I thought you had a God complex!" Pride yelled,
"I did, but your death opened my eyes." I said. Oh well, on with my story. "At the funeral, Winry and Pinako had put your body in the finest tux they could afford; I paid the candle shop to surround you with lit candles, like a sort of altar, I knew you'd like that." I smiled.
I believe in you...
I'll give up everything just to find you
I have to be with you
To live, to breathe, you're taking over me
I tried to call upon the memory, how nice it would be to actually show him the funeral! Instinctively, I dug my hand into Pride's shirt and placed it firmly on his back, transferring the memory. (1)
I believe in you...
I'll give up everything just to find you
I have to be with you
To live, to breathe, you're taking over me
There were so many people. Among these were: The Tringhams, (Other Brothers Elric parts One and Two) Clause, (A Forger's Love) Paninya and Dominick, (Her Reason) Mustang's Subordinates, Izumi and Sig, Kyle and Halling, (Be Thou for the People) Rose and her baby, Hohenhiem, Al, Hakuro and his family, (The Man with the Mechanical Arm) Clara Psiren, (Ugh! Oh right!: The Phantom Theif) Gracia and Elicia Hughes. And for some reason Havoc, Fuery, Breda, and Liza had all brought musical instruments.
Roy's subordinates set up the instruments up on some random stage; Then Roy pulled on a shoulder-length black wig that was coming out at the edges so he looked like Gerard Way looked on the music video for the song "Helena". He then put on a red tie and black eyeliner. (:Drools madly: Goodbye Roy Mustang, hello Gerard Way wannabe!)
He took the mic from Liza and set it up. He licked his lips and snapped his fingers behind his back as a signal to everyone to start playing; he began to sing.
"Long ago
Just like the hearse you die to get in again
We are so very far from you
Burning on Just like the match you
Strike to incinerate the lives of everyone you know
And what the worst you take" -he lowered his voice- "Worst you take"
-then turned it up again- "From every heart you break" -lower- "Heart you break"
-turn up- "And like the blade you stain well I've been holding on tonight
What's the worst that I can say?
Things are better if I stay
So long and goodnight
So long and goodnight"
He ran over to the altar where Edward's body lay surrounded by lit candles.
"Came a time
When every starfall brought you to tears again
We are the very hurt you sold
And what's the worst you take" -lower- "Worst you take"
-turn up- "From every heart you break" -lower- "Heart you break"
-turn up-"And like the blade you stain
Well I've been holding on tonight
What's the worst that I can say?
Things are better if I stay
So long and goodnight
So long and goodnight
Well if you carry on this way
Things are better if I stay
So long and goodnight
So long and goodnight"
He scooted some candles over and then began to stroke the dead teen's cheek ever so softly.
"Can you hear me?
Are you near me?
Can we pretend to leave and and then
We'll meet again
When both our cars collide?
What's the worst that I can say?
Things are better if I stay
So long and goodnight
So long and goodnight
Well if you carry on this way
Things are better if I stay
So long and goodnight
So long and goodnight"
Havoc threw Roy a guitar which he used to do a solo as the song ended. Then some random fifteen-year-old Hispanic girl dressed in chains and black called out "Rock on, Gerard! ...I mean Roy!" in a totally lame tone. (Dudes, that was me the author screaming like some Gerard Way fangirl, which I am.)
I took my hands off Pride. "No. Way." He managed to get out in a shocked I-can't-believe-you-did-this-for-me tone and expression. "I did. It's true." I said calmly.
I jumped into the bed and stripped everything off myself. (Pride was already naked)
You know what comes next...!
THE END!!
(1) Reference to Lois Lowry's The Giver