Fullmetal Alchemist Fan Fiction ❯ Lonely ❯ A psychotic witch and a fallen angel ( Chapter 23 )

This is my second FMA fic. There are a few warnings: Winry bashing, Al OOC, Ed OOC, and this will be an Ed/Roy pairing. This fic switches POV back and forth between Ed and Roy. Some chapters with have both POVs, some only one. I don't own FMA but this original story is mine.

 

There is also a color key.

 

Black: Author's notes and other people speaking.

Black with * means random noises.

Blue: Roy (Both thoughts and speaking in and out of POV mode)

Red: Ed (Both thoughts and speaking in and out of POV mode)

I'm very sorry for the long delay, I got sick again. I hope to be finished with the story by the end of the month.

Now without further ado, here's the story. Enjoy!

 

Lonely

 

My angel. My beloved Fullmetal angel. The last time I heard your beautiful voice, it was filled with terror. My soul is a shredded mess as my heart shatters into dust.

 

“He was in the way?” I growled, “IN THE WAY OF WHAT, YOU WENCH?! TELL ME!”

 

“His life was interfering with me and Al's plans,” she says all too calmly, “so I got rid of him.”

 

“THAT'S IT?! THAT'S YOUR REASON FOR KILLING AN ANGEL THAT COULD ONLY BE DECRIBED AS HEAVEN SENT?!” I shrieked to the top of my lungs, “I'LL BURN YOU AND SEND YOU TO HELL!!!!!!”

 

“No Mustang,” said Al as he stepped in front of me, “I'll handle this.”

 

He turned to face Rockbell and said, “Winry, I know that you're mentally ill. Granny Pinako told me all about it when I called her. She knew that you would try to hurt Brother and you have. I'm sorry; Winry, but I can't marry you.

 

Rockbell screamed in agony as she sank to the ground. Hawkeye and Armstrong came down the stairs and both looked shocked at the scene. Hawkeye just gasped while Armstrong just froze. Al must've told them what happened because the next thing I know, my world faded to black.

 

I wake up the next day in my room and notice that I'm still wearing what I wore yesterday. I'm so overcome with pain and sorrow as I sob into my hands. Edward! My beautiful, pure, and innocent Fullmetal angel! You're back in Heaven because Earth was not worthy of your presence.

 

“Sir,” said Hawkeye's voice from outside my door.

 

“Yes,” I sniffled, “come in.”

 

She walked in and sat on my bed. She touched my shoulder and softly said, “Edward's not dead.”

 

“Don't play with me, Riza,” I cried, “I felt for his pulse myself and found nothing!”

 

“Follow me after you get changed,” she said as she left the room, “I'll wait outside the door.”

 

I showered and got dressed in the same outfit that I wore when Ed and I went to se the Christmas play. I leave my room to see Hawkeye standing outside of the door.

 

“Come with me,” she said as she took my hand and walked me to Ed's former room. She opened the door and there was Ed, dressed in white pajamas. He was lying on the bed with Sunbeam, his automail was reassembled, and his hair down and he sparkled. Al, Dr. Marcoh, and Mrs. Rockbell were in the room.

 

“It's as if he's asleep,” I tearfully say.

 

“He is,” says Dr. Marcoh.

 

 

Sorry! Another cliffie but, I will try to update more often! Ja ne!