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Fullmetal Alchemist ~ Chance ~ Chapter Three"The more we hurt in the moments we touch, the clearer things become."
That's what usually happens when you're to the point of breaking. You become warped, coiled in a drastic twist of emotions that envelope your entire being, yet Edward felt beyond that somehow. Undefinable and immutable pain that almost felt like the time in his life when he and his brother tried to resurrect their mom. He couldn't recognize what even broke his being anymore.
Maybe it was the unsophisticated lacerations and carvings lathered on his body.
Maybe it was the excruciating pain that threatened with darkness upon his conscious.
Maybe it was the total feeling of failure in his soul.
His body just felt stiff, lifeless almost at the Colonel's embrace. His emotions were so raw and unstable as it was, he couldn't give in, but despite every Edward Elric instinct the boy felt inside of him, he couldn't contain the bittersweet tears that dripped from his face
Fullmetal Alchemist ~ Chance ~ Chapter TwoPools of fresh light poured into Mustang's mind as he finally gained his own conscious back.
Along with an ache piercing his entire head.
"Brother!" 'was that... Alphonse...?' "He's awake! Look!"
"Colonel! Colonel!" 'Edward...?'
His mind was in a swirl of dazes and his vision finally cleared as he awoke and realized he was laid across a wooden floor. He sat up straight with a yawn and stretch, and involuntarily attempted to move one of his legs towards himself but was almost immediately met with resistance. He rubbed his eyes and looked to the cuffs that were around his legs and the chains attached that protruded from the crevices of the floor beneath.
His mind began to panic.
A fire flickered in a stove at the corner of the room, and the walls were covered in various tools and such, mainly a variety of knives. One metal table sat against a wall and one in the middle of the medium sized room. There was a sharpening tool atop the middle table and a rigid
Fullmetal Alchemist ~ Chance ~ Chapter 4 ~ END"For of all sad words of tongue or pen, the saddest are these, 'It might have been!'" - John Greenleaf Whittier.
"So, we're just gonna assume that he was the one behind the large alchemical crater. There are no clues pointing anywhere else." Colonel's dry, authoritative tone spoke.
"Kay. That seems reasonable." Ed agreed, brushing his golden bangs behind his ears, slouching back against the hospital bed with a sigh, undoubtedly relieved that the protocol had reached it's end.
Mustang, seated to Edward's left, closed the manila folder in his hands and dropped it on the stack of various folders and paperwork to his side. He was also glad the procedure was completed and stated so by propping his elbows on his knees and dropping his face into his hands with an audible sigh. Paperwork was always so dull.
Roy looked up to meet Edward's gaze, "What?"
Ed's eyes narrowed as he began, "How come you aren't all bandaged up like me? Could've sworn that guy
Whiteout- Ch5- END Fullmetal Alchemist Fan FictionThe door to his office opened with a familiar crack! of the knob smashing into the wall behind it. Only one person entered his office with such impunity, so Roy didn’t feel the need to lift his eyes from the stack of papers Riza had so graciously offered as an alternative to being shot. Honestly, the bullet was starting to look more and more appealing. His hand was about to fall off.
“I see you got your leg working again,” Mustang said, signing off on another paper with half-hearted flourish. It was only a day after his day off, which, frankly, wasn’t much of a day off. Mustang certainly did not consider babysitting the Elrics a day off.
Not that the experience had been all bad. There were even some moments that were almost enjoyable, like when they played cards, and Ed kicked his rear in chess, and Roy taught the boys the proper way to make a lasagna. He even managed to sneak down to his basement to do some research for an hour or so.
But putting up with Ed for
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