Death XVII Monster
"Let go of me!"
I had hit him. I had hit him.
In a fit of blind rage, confusion, and disappointment, I had hit my brother.
Your Brother…
No! He wasn't…he lied to me, lied about everything…about mom, about him…about…
Me.
But he is your brother. You love him and he loves you. You would do anything for each other.
I'm not real! He created me. Alphonse Elric never existed. He used me for power and fame. Used the excuse of having to take care of his weak, bodiless little brother, so he could become a state alchemist! So he could join the military and gain all the fame and riches, become the hero of the people.
Monster.
He hates the military. You know that. He only joined for you. He loves you, No one else.
He doesn't care! It's a fraud, if not why won't he answer me? Why won't he deny it?
You won't let him. You push him away, strike him even, and he sits there and takes it. His face is slowly bruising from where your steel gauntlet met his skin, already pale, too pale and weak from his injuries at lab five. There are tears in his eyes, not from the hurt of your blow, but from some other unseen pain. You've hurt him this time. Not vice-versa, you.
"Get away! Stay away! ...Stay away from me!"
I scream and back away, watching terrified as he struggles to stand. Winry looks on worried, caught between reassuring me and helping him. He's weak on his feet as he reaches for me, attempting to say something.
But you don't listen. You're too stubborn, too afraid. You turn as quickly as you can and leap over the rails, off of the roof to land safely on your feet, and you just keep running. He's still calling your name just as desperate as before and yet the thought never occurs to you that despite how injured he is e would follow you.
He won't jump. He wouldn't make it in his condition, besides Winry would hold him back.
She's not fast enough. He's still calling…screaming for you.
"Alphonse! Alphonse don't go! It's not true! We're all we have! We're all we have!"
There is a small thump on the ground a far ways behind me. My non-existent heart beats faster…if I had a breath it would catch…
…but you don't turn…don't look to see until it's too late…you already know…
"Edward!" Winry is screaming over the rails, crying and turning to run back towards the stairs. My eyes rest on the small figure on the ground yards away from my feet. His body a mangled mess of golden locks and tangled limbs, my legs carry me beside him and I reach shaking hands to his pale face, caressing a bruised cheek.
You did this to him. Broke him…broke his heart.
Monster.
Hey peeps! Look another update, I was rewatching the first FMA series with my little brother the other day and he gave me the idea for this. I have come to the realization that I LOVE this story way too much. So much that I'm neglecting to update any of my other stories…which I don't mean too it just happens. I haven't posted anything but the prologue too my mega crossover since it was published and it was the first story I EVER posted on this account. But I will post soon I just…well kind of…would appreciate…new reviews? Please? They're good, check them out. Please? Anyways I've got 62 reviews for this story! Let's go for a hundred! Yay! Love you all!