So second chap. I hope it's okay, this btw is my first FMA fanfic so don't expect it to be perfect. I apologize if anyone seems OC if they do let me know cause I'm trying my best to keep them somewhat in character. Also I apologize for any MS words. If you'd please leave a review that'd be awesome it's what helps me want to write as most writers! And thank you to the first two to comment so far! Xoxo!
Pain, so much pain..
Sick. He felt sick and pain...he needed to puke..he felt it coming up, the burning sensation in his throat which felt oddly raw, as if he'd been screaming for hours on end. He wanted to speak but as much as he'd try his throat wouldn't allow it.
His body hurt more then ever. He felt worse then the time he had first gotten his automail, and he had thought nothing would ever compare to that awful night. He was wrong.
A prick to the arm had him screaming..it felt like someone had dug a knife deep into his skin to the bone. He wiggled as much as the straps that held him down would allow yet he didn't notice that he was in fact held down. He was off in another world due to the heavy drugs that was shot though his veins keeping him from waking though the alchemy operations.
His whole body ached, more then ever. He felt like he was dying; as if his whole body was shutting down on him. Suddenly his skin met with cold freezing liquid. Shivering he felt himself sinking below, his deep breaths of air was suddenly cut off making him panic kicking and trying to scream but nothing came.. He was drowning and was to weak to stop it. Alphonse.. Suddenly golden eyes shot open after being closed for about three hours. Instantly he noticed that he was under water and held his breath not realizing the quick breath he took in while under. He shot to the top breaking though the water and taking a gasp of air.
Taking a few breaths thinking he'd only been out for a few minutes or so, he rested against the glass tank eyes closed not even hearing the moans around him of all the operation mistakes that was made. "It's complete...I did it..!" The man now in a lab coat shouted throwing his fist in the air as he ignored the whines of pain from the other test subjects that went bad. "Finally I have one...a merman!" And although he wanted a mermaid he wouldn't complain cause what he found and received was truly a blessing from God himself. Instead of a mermaid he received a merman. That being Edward Elric the Fullmetal Alchemist...he'd get thousands and thousands for him..especially him being as famous as he is. He definitely had good fortune.
Edward slowly lifted his heavy head, his brain felt fuzzy his ears keeping any noise made away from hearing distance. He felt so tired and sick, he was ready to sleep..weirdly he felt like being underneath water then above..not thinking much of it he let his eyes slide shut into another deep slumber as he slowly sunk underneath the water that filled the glass tank.
Alphonse waited patiently for his older brother to return which should of been hours ago. And since he couldn't sleep he worried and that ended up with him calling Mustangs number. The same number he gave to Ed for any emergencies, and to Al this was definitely a emergency. He knew his brother better then anyone, and he knew that Ed would let him know If he'd be late. Al was always the first to know if something went wrong, and Al knew it had definitely gone wrong with him having been gone four hours now without a single word from Edward.
Al waited for Mustang to answer, and after a few rings the ringing stopped and a groggy voice replaced it. "Hello?" "Um, hello colonel Mustang, it's Alphonse."
"Hey Alphonse what's up?" Al paused trying to think of what to say and how to say it. He didn't want to panic, not yet anyway..he considered that his brother was probably just fulling around but something buzzed in him giving him that feeling that something was wrong. Sighing he decided to just come out and say what he was feeling. "Brothers not back yet...and I have a bad feeling that something's happened." Mustang was silent for a bit as if thinking everything over and finally he spoke his voice sounding less groggy and more demanding. "Have you not heard from him?" "No sir." Al replied. "Hmmm..we'll give it another hour and if you still don't hear from him call me back and we're go look for him.." Nodding Al replied, "that sounds good...I just hope everything's okay.." "It'll be fine Alphonse. Now call me an a hour." And with that he hung up.
Sighing Al hung up the phone and turned towards the window staring into the stormy night. "Brother...you better be okay.."