Yesterday was my birthday, YAY I'm officially 15 now. Today was the first day of school, but I'm not going and it makes me sad (it's a LONG story don't ask) so my brother is in school giving me time to type this chapter ^^. I'm going to cyber school and I don't know when it starts -.-* so I'll have a lot of time at home to write fanfics. I'll probably get the next chapter up early and besides, I really don't like leaving you guys on a cliffhanger, cause I hate when they do that in books.
So yeah you all oh and I suggest you listen to this song called Pain by Hollywood Undead (my favorite band of the moment ^^) while reading, cause it's really good and was my inspiration for this chapter.
"Now I can see your pain
I'm sorry
Goodbye
I cry so hard.
Now I can see your pain
I'm sorry
Goodbye
I cry tonight."
Just to warn you it is a little mature so yeah, some people might not like it. (It pretty much only says the f word but if you don't like swearing then don't listen, but your missing out and there are censored ones ^^)
Me, Ed and my kitteh Herman you a lot (he kept me company while I wrote this chapter and almost put in random letters cause he walked on the keyboard ^^)
Enjoy!
Gone Away
Ed's shrieking seems to echo off the walls, making the blood freeze solid in my veins. His thin body is convulsing in my arms, eyes clouded with pain and staring at the ceiling blankly. The circle is pulsing blue light, like a small heart embedded in the poor boy's arm.
"Help…" Ed whimpers as the convulsions begin to stop; it seems his body doesn't have any energy left to continue the internal struggle. I run my hand under his shirt, feeling his heart beating against his ribcage like a trapped bird. His breathing is fast and shallow; I'm surprised he hasn't passed out yet.
"I will Ed, don't worry you'll be fine. Just take deep breaths okay?" I take in a deep breath and let it out, hoping he'll copy me. Ed nods and begins to take slower breaths, it seems like he even calmed down a little.
"It hurts…get it out…" His voice is even weaker than before and I have to lean in closer to hear what he's saying. He lets out a small cry of pain and I can see tears streaming from his eyes, agony and sorrow glowing in those golden eyes.
"Al's bringing the first aid kit, when he gives it to me I'll take it out." I gently run my hand through his knotted blond hair, scratching behind his laid back ears. I feel his tail thump into the side of my leg, a small playful gesture.
"Mustang I got it!" Al cries, running into the room clutching the small white case in his arms. He hands it to me then his attention is on Edward.
"Hold him for me please." I put the case down on the bed and lift the limp body up in my arms, holding him out for Al to take. Al carefully pulls his brother into his arms, cradling him close to his chest. Ed's body is almost lifeless; he doesn't seem to have any strength left in his limps. I watch as his head lolls to the left, unfocused eyes searching for my face.
"Your okay big brother, we're both here." Al reassures him, rocking his brother gently in his arms. Ed nods and closes his eyes, his left arm falling off of his chest to dangle uselessly over Al's large arms. Good, maybe he won't feel when I cut the scar open.
I fumble in the kit for a little until I find what I'm looking for. I pull out stuff that I need to stitch the wound up after the circle is gone, bandages, a scalpel, tweezers, painkillers and one of my ignition gloves. I know I'll need it to destroy that thing in his arm, that parasite deserves to burn like the demon it is.
"Ed I'm cutting open your arm, it may hurt for a little then it'll stop." I kneel down beside Al, resting my gloved hand on Edward's head. He nods weakly and lets out a small moan of pain, making my heart twist into knots. I take a deep breath and press the sharp blade of the scalpel against warm flesh.
As soon as the surgical knife is in his arm I hear him hiss in pain. I glance at him and see that he's gritting his teeth in pain, eyes closed tightly. I continue to cut through stringy muscle until I find the pulsing circle. I drop the bloody scalpel to the floor and grab the tweezers. I have to get this thing out and bandage Ed's arm up so he doesn't bleed out on the carpet; blood is already running from the wound to drip from his fingertips.
The tweezers grasp the small metal circle and with one quick tug the things out of Ed's body. As soon as it leaves he lets out a shriek of agony, opening his eyes wide and glancing over at me.
"Destroy it!" He screams, fresh tears joining the drying tears on his face. I put the circle on the floor and focus hard on it, trying to block out Ed's cries of pain. I snap my fingers and the circle bursts into flames, making a small dark spot on the floor. It sounds like the circle is screaming, joining Ed's cries to echo around the room. Then everything is deathly quiet, even Ed isn't screaming. With one last flash of fire the circle cracks and turns to ash on the floor.
I turn back to face Ed, grabbing bandages to wrap his arm up with. I didn't cut down to deep, so he won't need stitches thank goodness. I hear his shallow breathing rasping from his throat, I can feel his pulse slow from under my hands.
"Thank you…" He breaths weakly. I look up to see him looking at the ceiling again, a small smile on his face. He's still crying and I begin to wonder why. I finish bandaging his arm then grab his hand, trying desperately to comfort him.
"Remember what…you two promised…keep it…please…" My heart seems to stop; no Ed can't be dying or doubting himself now.
"You'll be alright Ed, its out and you're still alive." I whisper, clutching his hand tighter in mine, careful not to break one of his fragile bones. He looks at me, sorrow and disappointment in his eyes.
"I feel my soul…it's being pulled away…I don't have much longer…" Ed's body seems to be getting colder; his heart is beginning to slow down in its rhythmic beating.
"Big brother." Al whispers, I know if he had a body he would be crying with me and his brother.
"I love you both…the gate…I can see it…goodbye…" His body shutters with his last ragged breath. Al and I watch in horror as the light fades from Edward's eyes, leaving the golden eyes a dull copper.
The familiar glow in his eyes is gone, just like his soul.
