Fullmetal Alchemist Fan Fiction ❯ Faithful ❯ Dreams ( Chapter 2 )
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Anime/Manga: Fullmetal Alchemist Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Angst / Romance / Adventure / Action | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 03.04.2006 | Updated On: 03.04.2006 | Pages: 1 | Words: 1.1K | Visits: 225 | Status: Work In Progress
Anime/Manga: Fullmetal Alchemist Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Angst / Romance / Adventure / Action | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 03.04.2006 | Updated On: 03.04.2006 | Pages: 1 | Words: 1.1K | Visits: 225 | Status: Work In Progress
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Chapter 2 – Dreams
He opened his eyes to see Rose hovering over him, his hand went automatically to his chest where Envy has pierced through. There was no wound; quickly he got up, franticly looking around him.
“Al” he said at last turning to face the woman beside him. “Where is him, where’s my brother Rose?”
He was desperate and she knew it but still the words wouldn’t come out of her mouth , the younger Elric had vanished in thin air. She avoided his eyes and that was all the answer he needed.
“He’s gone isn’t him?” came his voice.
“Ed…”
He made his choice right then, he had promised his little brother that he would restore their bodies and he always kept his promises.
“Take Wrath and leave”
“But what about you?”
“Don’t worry I’ll be fine”
She smiled at his words, even at that moment he looked so confident. “You have strong legs, you’ll stand up and come back to us” she said remembering their first meeting back in Lyor; he smiled but didn’t reply.
Holding her baby and Wrath the best she could Rose left him alone. As he prepared everything for what he was about to do, he noticed for the first time his right arm was not automail neither his left leg. ´It’s funny how this doesn’t matter now´ he though as he stared at his hands.
He was ready and standing in the middle of the transmutation circle but as he was about to start he was stopped by a pair off hands holding his from behind.
Edward turned around and saw her, she was out of breath, the dress Dante dressed her in was covered in blood, ´mine´ he thought as taking in her appearance.
“Don’t” she whispered.
“I have to Sienna” he answered knowing what she meant.
“You don’t know it’ll work” she practically shouted at him, her hold on his hands tightening. He had never seen her so openly upset, she was in the edge of tears, her eyes never leaving his.
“He is my brother and I have to try” he replied calmly, then he embraced her briefly before pushing her out of the transmutation circle. The last thing he saw before entering the gate was her sobbing form in the ground.
Munich 1929
Edward Elric woke up abruptly; it was not the first time it happened in the last few weeks and he was starting to get really annoyed.
´Not again´ he thought sitting up, he’s been having the same dreams lately; his mothers failed transmutation, the last time he saw Winry and granny Pinako, his departure from Mustang and Hawkeye and even the time when Izumi found out about what they have done, this week apparently was Sienna’s turn.
In all the years he had spent here he found easier not to think about them too much, especially after finally accepting this was his home now. He had tried everything, from rockets to chemistry; he studied with the greatest minds on this side of the gate his latest mentor being Einstein himself but nothing worked. After 9 years he was no closer to his goal than he was when he started, and in the end he gave up. The war had taken a toll on him, his engineering abilities being sought by both Allies and Nazis; he turned both offers down but their insistence never hindered forcing him into hiding. He arrived at Munich a few months ago, his investigations were now focusing yet again on rockets due to the suddenly appearance of his old friend Alphonse Heindreck asking for his help. This may not be his way home however it was all he had left.
Since it was almost dawn, he decided work would help him to take his mind off this. The blond man got dressed slowly, his motionless automail arm making it more difficult for him to do it, and headed for the kitchen to get a cup of coffee. To his surprise Hohemheim was already there.
“Good morning” he mumbled from behind the document he was reading.
“Morning”
“There’s fresh coffee in the pot” the elderly Elric gestured towards the stove.
Without further pleasantries Edward poured himself a cup and sat across his father as he looked through the window. Even after living together for a good part of the past 9 years their relationship had little improvement, maybe because while Hohenheim had made every effort to get to know his son, Ed had been nothing but cold towards him.
“I assume it happened again”
“…What?...” asked the younger man as he averted his eyes from the window and paid attention to his father.
“Your dreams” he answered simply without lowering the papers he was reading, he didn’t get an answer. `Stubborn as a mule just like Trisha´ he laughed quietly, the sound of something breaking made him come back from his reverie.
“Stupid arm” muttered Ed as he picked up the pieces of the mug he broke while trying to rinse it with one hand.
“Why didn’t you tell me it stopped working again?” asked his father
The automail arm he had was not completely functional since neither Hohemheim nor his son where very crafty in that matter, not to mention the lack of proper materials. It was not unusual for his mechanic limbs to stop functioning from time to time.
“It stopped last night and you where already asleep” Ed answered nonchalantly throwing the broken cup in the trashcan. He turned around to see the older man leave the kitchen to come back minutes later with a tool case.
“Sit” he said to him while opening the case to take out the instruments he needed, “Are you having the same problem with your leg”
“No, it’s fine”
As his father started the repairs he couldn’t ignore the familiar felling, `Winry´ the name came to his mind instantly, right now she would be scolding him for not taking good care of his automail, he laughed at the thought.
“You’ll go back” Hohemheim assured him.
Looking to the other man eyes Edward felt for the first time in years that returning wasn`t just a distant dream anymore.
“Yeah, I will”
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Chapter 2 – Dreams
He opened his eyes to see Rose hovering over him, his hand went automatically to his chest where Envy has pierced through. There was no wound; quickly he got up, franticly looking around him.
“Al” he said at last turning to face the woman beside him. “Where is him, where’s my brother Rose?”
He was desperate and she knew it but still the words wouldn’t come out of her mouth , the younger Elric had vanished in thin air. She avoided his eyes and that was all the answer he needed.
“He’s gone isn’t him?” came his voice.
“Ed…”
He made his choice right then, he had promised his little brother that he would restore their bodies and he always kept his promises.
“Take Wrath and leave”
“But what about you?”
“Don’t worry I’ll be fine”
She smiled at his words, even at that moment he looked so confident. “You have strong legs, you’ll stand up and come back to us” she said remembering their first meeting back in Lyor; he smiled but didn’t reply.
Holding her baby and Wrath the best she could Rose left him alone. As he prepared everything for what he was about to do, he noticed for the first time his right arm was not automail neither his left leg. ´It’s funny how this doesn’t matter now´ he though as he stared at his hands.
He was ready and standing in the middle of the transmutation circle but as he was about to start he was stopped by a pair off hands holding his from behind.
Edward turned around and saw her, she was out of breath, the dress Dante dressed her in was covered in blood, ´mine´ he thought as taking in her appearance.
“Don’t” she whispered.
“I have to Sienna” he answered knowing what she meant.
“You don’t know it’ll work” she practically shouted at him, her hold on his hands tightening. He had never seen her so openly upset, she was in the edge of tears, her eyes never leaving his.
“He is my brother and I have to try” he replied calmly, then he embraced her briefly before pushing her out of the transmutation circle. The last thing he saw before entering the gate was her sobbing form in the ground.
Munich 1929
Edward Elric woke up abruptly; it was not the first time it happened in the last few weeks and he was starting to get really annoyed.
´Not again´ he thought sitting up, he’s been having the same dreams lately; his mothers failed transmutation, the last time he saw Winry and granny Pinako, his departure from Mustang and Hawkeye and even the time when Izumi found out about what they have done, this week apparently was Sienna’s turn.
In all the years he had spent here he found easier not to think about them too much, especially after finally accepting this was his home now. He had tried everything, from rockets to chemistry; he studied with the greatest minds on this side of the gate his latest mentor being Einstein himself but nothing worked. After 9 years he was no closer to his goal than he was when he started, and in the end he gave up. The war had taken a toll on him, his engineering abilities being sought by both Allies and Nazis; he turned both offers down but their insistence never hindered forcing him into hiding. He arrived at Munich a few months ago, his investigations were now focusing yet again on rockets due to the suddenly appearance of his old friend Alphonse Heindreck asking for his help. This may not be his way home however it was all he had left.
Since it was almost dawn, he decided work would help him to take his mind off this. The blond man got dressed slowly, his motionless automail arm making it more difficult for him to do it, and headed for the kitchen to get a cup of coffee. To his surprise Hohemheim was already there.
“Good morning” he mumbled from behind the document he was reading.
“Morning”
“There’s fresh coffee in the pot” the elderly Elric gestured towards the stove.
Without further pleasantries Edward poured himself a cup and sat across his father as he looked through the window. Even after living together for a good part of the past 9 years their relationship had little improvement, maybe because while Hohenheim had made every effort to get to know his son, Ed had been nothing but cold towards him.
“I assume it happened again”
“…What?...” asked the younger man as he averted his eyes from the window and paid attention to his father.
“Your dreams” he answered simply without lowering the papers he was reading, he didn’t get an answer. `Stubborn as a mule just like Trisha´ he laughed quietly, the sound of something breaking made him come back from his reverie.
“Stupid arm” muttered Ed as he picked up the pieces of the mug he broke while trying to rinse it with one hand.
“Why didn’t you tell me it stopped working again?” asked his father
The automail arm he had was not completely functional since neither Hohemheim nor his son where very crafty in that matter, not to mention the lack of proper materials. It was not unusual for his mechanic limbs to stop functioning from time to time.
“It stopped last night and you where already asleep” Ed answered nonchalantly throwing the broken cup in the trashcan. He turned around to see the older man leave the kitchen to come back minutes later with a tool case.
“Sit” he said to him while opening the case to take out the instruments he needed, “Are you having the same problem with your leg”
“No, it’s fine”
As his father started the repairs he couldn’t ignore the familiar felling, `Winry´ the name came to his mind instantly, right now she would be scolding him for not taking good care of his automail, he laughed at the thought.
“You’ll go back” Hohemheim assured him.
Looking to the other man eyes Edward felt for the first time in years that returning wasn`t just a distant dream anymore.
“Yeah, I will”
It wouldn`t hurt to review this story… Thanks…