Title: Forgotten Memories
Fandom: FullMetal Alchemist
Warnings: SPOILERS FOR THE ENTIRE SERIES. So that means no clicky for you new fans unless you want to ruin the ending for yourself. XP
Disclaimer: I no own. Wish I did. But I don't.
This whole new "Alphonse Haidelihi" thing made me want to write something. ANYTHING. x__X;; (and missed a good chunk of social science studies because of it...)
I'm not going to explain anything else; I want you to think up your own opinion. :3 And please BE CRITICAL. I want to write better things but I can't if I don't know my faults! (and, trust me, there are plenty when it comes to writing. *ded*)
The transmutation hadn’t worked. All of brother’s work… I knew what was happening but could do nothing about it but scream.
Brother was reaching towards me as his leg was being decomposed and disappearing before everything went dark.
Then, everything was bright. All the colors came so sudden I closed my eyes tightly and rubbed my sore eyelids with my knuckles.
“Alphonse, is something wrong?”
A hand gently took my arm and pulled it away while another pushed my chin up. I was looking into a woman’s face. Her eyes were a striking tone of blue.
Concern fell over her features and I was pulled into her lap. I felt frozen, my limbs were numb and my body was covered in a cold sweat. Where had this woman come from? Where was Brother? Where am I? Where-
“Shh… I think you just had a nightmare, dear.”
“Is he alright?”
A man’s voice came from somewhere behind the woman holding me. I tried to speak but all that came out was a croak. From above, a tall shadow leaned over. The man had long, blonde hair; much like the woman. But instead of blue his eyes were a sharp golden color. I stared up at him from my place in her arms. Something seemed familiar about these two in the back of my mind, but I couldn’t quite place it. Suddenly, the man’s eyes widened slightly with what looked like shock. I watched his hand slowly rise to his mouth to hide a quiet exclamation. He quickly regained himself and took on a stronger stance.
“Hilde… May I talk to the boy for a few moments?”
She slowly placed me back on a small bed and walked out of the room, but not before giving the man a quick kiss on the cheek.
“Remember to tuck him in with an extra blanket. Winter is just around the corner, we can't do with a fever."
The man smiled after her, but as soon as the sounds of her footsteps were gone his face twisted into something else. He marched over to the edge of the bed and squinted at my face.
“You are… Are you Alphonse?”
“Are you my son, Alphonse?”
“…Dad? What is this? Dad?”
I don’t know this man.
The last thing I remember seeing was my brother’s leg being decomposed and disappearing.
x-posted to my journal and fm_alchemist