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[one-shot fic][Intermission of a Dream] a pair of alphonse and a viklas

Hi! First-post awkwardness and all that jazz. I come bearing fic.

Title: Intermission of a Dream
Author: Lady El
Rating: PG
Characters: Alphonse... or is it?
Spoilers: Total movie, total series. Takes place during epsiode 51 and deals with characters from the movie. It probably won't make sense if you haven't seen them all... then again, my sense of sense is skewed on the best of days.


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Brother? Did it work? Was I strong enough to save you, Brother?

Brother? I have no brother.

Of course I do! Where is he? He should be here, right? Brother, stop fooling around, come out, I want to see you!

There’s no place to hide in here. Even for someone as small as Ed. Edward? Edward Elric… my brother… I have no brother.

I’ve always had a brother.

Who am I?

I am Alphonse.

Alphonse... Elric. No. Heiderich. I am Alphonse Heiderich.

Am I sure?

Of course I’m sure.

Am I?

Mother’s calling. It’s time for dinner.

Mother is dead.

Of course she’s not, she’s right downstairs. And I’m not going to get scolded again for being too wrapped up in a book to hear her and what are these images? What is that swirling light and who is that frightened boy? These are my memories? Am I going crazy? I need a drink of water.

My footsteps sound so quiet. Am I going crazy? What are these images, these pictures lining the staircase? Did Mother ever look that old? Who is that laughing boy?

I think I might be sick.

Mother made me soup when I was sick.

Mother makes me soup when I am sick. She hasn’t died yet. She’s right there.

She is right there.

Why am I crying? Have I ever hugged her so hard before? She is so beautiful.

Are these my tears? Are these my arms? Is this my mother? She is so beautiful. Have I ever seen such beauty?

A suit of armor? It is so large.

A model airplane? How can that fly?

My mother is dead.

My mother still lives.

What is alchemy?

What is aerodynamics?

Where is Amestris?

Where is Germany?

We brought her back… I have a brother.

It didn’t work… Ed isn’t here.

My brother is dying. I have a brother.

My brother isn’t here.

I tried finding Father. Edward isn’t here.

He doesn’t want to be found.

I can save him. I can save Edward.

Did it work? I don’t think it did.

But I was the Philosopher’s Stone! The Philosopher’s Stone… alchemy and automail… was it all a dream? Have I been living a dream?

I must be dreaming. This has to be a dream. Machines aren’t supposed to fly… My mother is supposed to be dead. Ed is supposed to be with me… Where is Ed? Where am I?

Who am I?

I am Alphonse. Alphonse Elric. No… Heiderich... this body… it isn’t mine.

This body… should it be mine?  

This can’t be happening. I shouldn’t be here. It didn’t work. Ed isn’t here. I shouldn’t be here. Forgive me.

I’m sorry. I’m sorry. I didn’t know. How could I know? My mother, my brother… I have a brother.

It must have worked -- I’m here, aren’t I? Where is here? I have to find him. I have to find Ed.

I am here. I am home. If Ed isn’t here… maybe he’s still there.

There?

There.

The Gate.

The Gate. Alchemy. Rocketry. The Truth. Life. 

Is this beyond the Gate? Is this the Truth? Can this be Life?

This is my life.

And these memories… these memories are my life.

Who am I?

I am Alphonse. Edward is my brother… but he’s not here.

I am Alphonse. I have no brother… but I know who he is.

I’m sorry, Brother, it didn’t work. I wasn’t strong enough to save you. But I won’t stop trying to find you. I will never stop trying…

I have no brother, but I know who he is. I have never seen him, but I wish he was here… Edward… I wish you were here.  I’m sorry that it didn’t work. I don’t know how to save you. But I won’t stop trying. I will never stop trying…

That light, soft and blinding… what is it? Those arms, black and reaching, what are they? They're so familiar. Is this the Truth? Can this be Life? With all that's out there, how can I stay? 

This is the Gate. This is the Truth. This is my Life. I don’t want to leave.

I’m sorry, Mother, but I can’t stay.

I’m sorry, Brother, but I cannot go.

Ah yes, a passage fee. I remember. What do I have to give? This body is not mine. 

A passage fee? What do I have to give? These memories are not mine. 

My life. My memories. Not my life. I shouldn’t be here. I’m so sorry, I will forget.

My life? My memories? How can I forget? I have never left. But this pain deep in my chest, this is new. These coughs, are they mine? Is this my payment, then? It hurts to breathe.

Who am I? I am Alphonse Elric. I miss my brother, but he isn’t here. I tried to save him, but I don't think it worked. That light in the distance, it must lead back home. It must lead to Life. I’ve paid my dues. For what? Already, I don’t remember. 

Who am I? I am Alphonse Heiderich. I have no brother, but I know who he is. He is not here, but I won’t stop looking for him. Some day we'll find each other. I will not forget. 

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