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28 September 2004 @ 05:40 pm
Series ending fic  
Okay, this was directly inspired by Ep. 50... SO SPOILERS LIKE HELL YEAH. Beware. Since the... Er, events of 50, and one more episode to go, how will the story end? This is a possibility.

Edward goes still and quiet, pausing in the moment he's run through. He's frozen, suspended in time, until Envy moves in an odd push-pull and the alchemist falls back with a wet sucking noise where the blade slips free of his chest.

His eyes are wide and all he can see and smell and hear is his own blood, his brother's disbelieving cry almost lost in it. Edward tries to breathe and chokes, tries to lift a hand and fails. The ceiling above is far away and indistinct, Envy's close, mocking face a blur. It comes to him suddenly- He's dying, with so much left undone. It feels no different from the burning weight atop his back when the zeppelin fell.

"Brother," he wants to say, "Alphonse, I'm sorry, I failed you and it's all my fault, all of it-" but his body won't obey. He loses focus, suddenly unable to see, and then he can see all too well.

The gate.

There's fresh blood on the ground here, but Edward doesn't think it's his, streaked and splattered across the non-space. He wonders a bit what it was. The doors begin to creak open and Edward knows he can't resist- This is no simple hell as Izumi had named it, this was what Edward had known it as all this time. The Truth. It was never pretty nor kind, it hurt, and there was no blunting the bite of its edge. He was pulled in and the Truth said -LookSeeKnowUnderstandAll- pouring information into him. It was different from before, and as the Truth said -I am all I am nothing I am infinite I am you- he realized it. There was no longer a fragile physical barrier between himself and the gate. He was dead with nothing keeping him from being consumed. For a moment The gate was perfect, and in that moment Edward was infinite, understanding everything, absolutely everything, saw the thin tether still anchoring him to his body, the same sort that had kept Al around just long enough.

More importantly, he knew what he had to do.

Edward reached with incorporeal arms knowing exactly what he could do, and what had to be done, and the cost- Oh god, the cost- but he could do it. He could. It was for Al and Nina and Hughes and Rose and all those he hadn't been strong enough, smart enough to save.

Edward had no need to complete a circle with his hands, the gate of his body and the gate of Truth already merging so close together, but did it out of habit. He could feel the waves of pure force gathering and rolling around him like living things, and sometimes he thought he could catch a face here, a hand there, energy moving with people who'd once lived and breathed and moved.

It thrummed through his veins and with a bare flicker of will, repaired the damage to his body. Automail disconnected as under the blue crackles of a reaction, his missing arm and leg regenerated (And where had that come from? Edward had thought the limbs were lost to Izumi's child. Did that mean Wrath was dead?). Another bit of concentration and Dante's ballroom erupted in crackles and screams, the Homunculi coming apart into their base elements and Dante herself in a writhing pillar of flame. A high, childish shriek echoed above the others as Wrath was brought back before the gate to face judgment. Edward saw him for a moment, the little boy's body half-there, battered and trembling, and then he was gone.

Finally, it was finished. Edward could feel himself come apart at the edges, the Truth demanding payment for its work. He held on- just a little longer- and pulled himself back to his body. He needed a form for this.

In the empty ballroom, smelling of burnt flesh, Edward dragged his unwilling body to his brother. He was fading, the soul not strong enough to hold the body, and the gate's pull was strong. In a last desperate move he put his hands on Alphonse's breastplate, gritting his teeth against the stone's chaos. It was nearly strong enough to form another gate on its own.

Edward's hands still wet with blood, he drew an intricate seal on his brother and a lesser seal on himself, pulling on the philosopher's stone for power. He didn't want any extra casualties from this. This was enough.

Edward smiled as the seals activated, and slipped out of his body into the Truth's undertow, leaving the body for its new owner.

Edward came apart, sending a last, apologetic thought to his brother.

"Forgive me..."
angsty lemon ukewabisuke on September 28th, 2004 04:57 pm (UTC)
I'm going to cry again. That was beautiful. ;_;
darkazriel on September 28th, 2004 05:16 pm (UTC)
Thank you! ;_; I'm really just hoping Ed is just pulling a Jean Havoc and isn't really dead.
Cynthia: Edwardcsakuras on September 28th, 2004 05:00 pm (UTC)
I don't know why I read this.
But it was interesting. This would definetly be a better end for him than just dying there with nothing accomplished (which he will not, dammit!).
*imagines the anime actually doing this* Woah, what a mind fuck that would be. O_o
darkazriel on September 28th, 2004 05:13 pm (UTC)
That would be absolutely crazy. I don't want this to happen, I want Ed to live, but I don't know how well that'll work out. ;_;
darjeeling darlingmalika on September 28th, 2004 05:02 pm (UTC)
...wow. o__o;
PDUTogepipdutogepi on September 28th, 2004 05:03 pm (UTC)
Amazing work *___* It's wonderfully written!
Poison Envy: =# [by hork13bajir5]winter_ruins on September 28th, 2004 05:36 pm (UTC)
XDD Oh em gee. Love the icon. =3
PDUTogepipdutogepi on September 28th, 2004 05:42 pm (UTC)
Thanks ^^
I have a strange obsession with crossing FMA over with Yu-Gi-Oh! XD;;
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darkazriel on September 28th, 2004 05:41 pm (UTC)
...Sorry. :( *hugs*
Feriawithout_reason on September 28th, 2004 05:46 pm (UTC)
Poor Ed... *cries* ;_;
evilmooglequeenevilmooglequeen on September 28th, 2004 05:48 pm (UTC)
If the series ended like that I might actually gain back some of the respect for it that I lost. Most likely, this ending is much better than the crack, mindfuck ending that we will actually get.

I have no problem with Ed actually dying, as long as it acomplishes something.

darkazriel on September 28th, 2004 06:04 pm (UTC)
I don't know, I actually have a bit of hope for a good (well, that is to say not complete crack) ending. They recovered pretty well from the crack fiasco that was 49, I thought, even if it still wasn't completely sane. (Ed dying twice in 30 minutes? -_-;)
Adaadalove on September 28th, 2004 05:59 pm (UTC)
*cries* It would be so horribly wonderful if the series ended like that. Very well written *hearts*
Living Life Frame by Frame: Roy Contemplatingdriftingfocus on September 28th, 2004 06:19 pm (UTC)
That was wonderful. I hope the series ends like that.
rose_nightshade on September 28th, 2004 08:50 pm (UTC)
*bawls like a baby* i hope that doesn't happen.... but that was SO well written, and i can like, totally see that animated... ;___; it would be a good end to the series... (and omfg that would make the movie interesting... XD heh )
《 √esse 》: Power Pleasure Pain // Luna_Rivierainnate on September 29th, 2004 12:00 am (UTC)
パイロチャン 「Pyrochan」pyroh on September 29th, 2004 01:08 am (UTC)
Ooh, very well written ^^ I like it a lot!

Heh, my sister and I were discussing the idea of Al's soul being attached to Ed's body, but since neither of us were feeling up to angst, we used humor and crack dialogue instead ^^; (Al: My brother died and all I got was his bean-sized body... ._. )
Icedark_elficedark_elf on September 29th, 2004 10:48 pm (UTC)
Lovely fic. I've been working stuff like this over in my head ever since Sunday.

My friends and I are afraid that the last image we're going to see from the series is Al in the middle of an array, with Ed at the side. And, just as the array lights up, they go to credits.

We've decided that if they pull that, we're flying to Japan to smack some answers out of someone. *grins*