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I want to blame Gluttony for this. I'm not sure why, but I do.
Based off the concept of Pride having Al's body. *grins* Not full scenes, or even close to being complete. Look it over at your own risk.
The homunculus smirked, fingers digging into the frozen Ed’s shoulders. “Don’t I look the least bit familiar, Mustang-san?”
“Here, let me help you,” purred the boy. He let go of Ed, and Roy knew that Fullmetal must have been in shock, because there wasn’t even the slightest attempt to shove the homunculus off of him. Not even when the sharp sound of a clap echoed through the room and the inhuman being pressed his hands against his face.
Now Roy knew Ed had froze. He knew why Al had made a strange whine and then went silent.
He knew the moment he was bronze eyes and dark gold hair replace violet slitted pupils and the darkness that was almost black.
The homunculus grinned at Roy’s surprise. “That’s right. You could never tell it with that piece of armor there, but Niisan and I look very much alike.” On the floor, Ed twitched.
“Pride,” he growled.
A grin that looked far too familiar graced Pride’s face. “Very good, Niisan. I knew you would figure it out.”
And, as another
Pride circled Al, calmly dodging each of the strikes. “What’s wrong? Are you afraid of the truth? Are you afraid to find out that you aren’t the real thing?”
“Shut up!” cried Al, his voice breaking. Nearby, Ed began to stir, shaking off the blow he had just taken. “Niisan told me that I was real. That’s all I need, and you can’t take that from me, you fake.”
Quick enough to blur, Pride leapt onto Al’s back, pressing his hand against the metal where the seal was. “If I pushed right now, you would be gone. How real is that? That with the a little bit of pressure, I could erase your existence. How would Niisan feel, then? Would he give up another limb to bring back something that might be nothing more than his own force of will? How do you know you are real, other than Niisan’s word?
Or do you?”
Pride leapt away as Al tried to pluck him from his back. “I’ll be around forever. I’ll be there to help him, I’ll be there to touch him. I can feel his warmth against my skin, and I can remember what tears feel like. Do you? Or could you even begin to imagine the pain he can still feel?
I can.”
Pride smirk as Al’s shoulders slumped. “Which of us do you think would make him really happy? A thing that might be a soul, trapped in a cold metal body, or someone who can give him a hug that isn’t hard, and is as soft as he is?”
Leaping into the window, Pride risked one glance back at Ed, who was still groggy. “Why don’t you think about that, metal one.”
Then he was gone.
These are just teasers. I guess they go better with the mangaverse, as I know it has nothing to do in the animeverse. Should I continue these?
Edit: Check out the comment section. There are more scenes ther, including one by Gluttony.
Based off the concept of Pride having Al's body. *grins* Not full scenes, or even close to being complete. Look it over at your own risk.
The homunculus smirked, fingers digging into the frozen Ed’s shoulders. “Don’t I look the least bit familiar, Mustang-san?”
“Here, let me help you,” purred the boy. He let go of Ed, and Roy knew that Fullmetal must have been in shock, because there wasn’t even the slightest attempt to shove the homunculus off of him. Not even when the sharp sound of a clap echoed through the room and the inhuman being pressed his hands against his face.
Now Roy knew Ed had froze. He knew why Al had made a strange whine and then went silent.
He knew the moment he was bronze eyes and dark gold hair replace violet slitted pupils and the darkness that was almost black.
The homunculus grinned at Roy’s surprise. “That’s right. You could never tell it with that piece of armor there, but Niisan and I look very much alike.” On the floor, Ed twitched.
“Pride,” he growled.
A grin that looked far too familiar graced Pride’s face. “Very good, Niisan. I knew you would figure it out.”
And, as another
Pride circled Al, calmly dodging each of the strikes. “What’s wrong? Are you afraid of the truth? Are you afraid to find out that you aren’t the real thing?”
“Shut up!” cried Al, his voice breaking. Nearby, Ed began to stir, shaking off the blow he had just taken. “Niisan told me that I was real. That’s all I need, and you can’t take that from me, you fake.”
Quick enough to blur, Pride leapt onto Al’s back, pressing his hand against the metal where the seal was. “If I pushed right now, you would be gone. How real is that? That with the a little bit of pressure, I could erase your existence. How would Niisan feel, then? Would he give up another limb to bring back something that might be nothing more than his own force of will? How do you know you are real, other than Niisan’s word?
Or do you?”
Pride leapt away as Al tried to pluck him from his back. “I’ll be around forever. I’ll be there to help him, I’ll be there to touch him. I can feel his warmth against my skin, and I can remember what tears feel like. Do you? Or could you even begin to imagine the pain he can still feel?
I can.”
Pride smirk as Al’s shoulders slumped. “Which of us do you think would make him really happy? A thing that might be a soul, trapped in a cold metal body, or someone who can give him a hug that isn’t hard, and is as soft as he is?”
Leaping into the window, Pride risked one glance back at Ed, who was still groggy. “Why don’t you think about that, metal one.”
Then he was gone.
These are just teasers. I guess they go better with the mangaverse, as I know it has nothing to do in the animeverse. Should I continue these?
Edit: Check out the comment section. There are more scenes ther, including one by Gluttony.
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"Nice to know you recognize me, Niisan."
Edward turned, anger flaring in his eyes. "Don't call me that! You're not my brother!"
Pride lost his smile. "You mean to tell me that the monster you created, that empty, ugly armor, is the real Alphonse? That thing that cannot feel and has shaky memories, at best?"
Edward clenched his fists but his voice was cool. "Exactly. That's Alphonse. That's his soul. That's him. You're just a shell. You're not Alphonse, just Pride."
"Just. Just," repeated Pride, a hand in his hair in a too-familiar pose. "Yes, I'm Pride. And I have the Pride of being who I am. Of knowing who I am. And you...seeing you drag around that thing and call it by my name, what do you think it means to me?" He edged closer, his violet eyes shaking with something Edward couldn't identify. "You did this to me, Niisan. And now you want to ignore it and destroy me. Look at you. You're just dying to plant your automail through my chest. Because I'm just Pride. Just. Nothing more to you."
"You're not him," repeated Edward, an edge to his voice. "You can't. He's the soul. He had the memories, you don't."
Pride's eyes closed for a moment and Edward paled. Without the purple eyes, there was nothing but the ouroboros that told him this wasn't Alphonse. It was only the body. It wasn't - and then those eyes were looking at him again.
"I remember...things. Not much. I remember...a woman. Mother. And a transmutation, full of pain I'll never feel again."
Pride bent a little to look at Edward face to face. Ed hated it. How could he even summon the will to fight if it didn’t attack first? He couldn’t bear to be the one to attack. It wasn’t his brother, but it looked just like him. Honey-colored hair, a soft face and a strong, healthy body. There were just the eyes that were different, and they mesmerized him.
"Your voice,” slowly said the homunculus. “I remember calling for you and you calling back. It's little to remember for a life of ten years, so little."
Pride raised a hand and brushed Edward's bangs away, softly. Ed twitched but didn’t move, unable to stop listening to that soft voice that was so familiar, even with its older tone. It hurt to listen, he shouldn’t even have been listening, but he couldn’t help it.
"I remember calling desperately for your help. But you didn’t take my hand. You took all the memories from me. You took everything, but I still have pride. I'm me. I know I'm me."
“You can’t be,” it was a murmur, a whisper, a plea.
Pride's voice lost its musing tone, turning into a harsh, angry hiss. "I'm me. I’m Alphonse Elric and I know it. Yet, you refuse to acknowledge it and call an empty suit of armor your brother.” Edward retreated, eyes wide and shuddering, and Pride let him, just gazing at him with hurt that had to be faked. “I won't forgive it, Niisan. I won't forgive him for stealing my place."
"You're not human,” said Edward, forcing the words through a throat as dry as the desert.
"You took that from me, remember? You hurt me, killed me, and you want to destroy what survived. I won't let you kill me again. Not again."
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This is the scene I've been wanting to write for months. *scamper off*
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However, if you can convince Gluttony.... *grins*
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-Pride is upset that they tried to use armor!Al to force Ed to do the stone (yet kinda victorious-feeling that Ed didn't do it. That's the proof armor!Al is nothing right there.) and he skips off to go see Ed even if Father prohibed him to get involved.
-Pride procedes to bait Al and run down his shaky 'self-esteem'.
-Pride gets mad at Ed for still picking 'that' thing over him.
-Pride attempts to lead Al to suicide because murder would just upset Ed and he doesn't want that (plus Father would strangle him).
-Edward flails a lot trying to believe in Al and making Al believe in himself.
-The other sins get involved to drag Pride back home.
-Maybe Pride actually asks Ed to help him. And Ed either does help (just to save the body?) or says screw you and lets Pride be killed.
-An ending of some sort occurs!
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Intersted? E-mail me at sockren@toukakoukan.com. Follow the instructions on the site to submit fiction.
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Think of the angst we could do. *evil grin*
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Ed fell to his knees, then curled in on himself, gripping the side of his head. He was shaking, and he only dimly felt his fingers pulling his own hair. He gasped for air, almost sobbing as he realized what he had done.
“Niisan?” The hollow echoed told him that it was Al. The real Al. It was the real Al, right? He couldn’t have done what Pride had claimed, and stolen his brother’s memories.
Pressing his forehead against the floor, Ed tried to breath. His head hurt as he tried to work through everything.
“Why, Niisan? Why did you save him?” There was panic in Al’s voice. “He’s not me. I know he’s not me. Right?” Now Al’s voice held fear. A fear that Pride was right, and that tore through Ed’s despair faster than anything could of. He pushed himself off the floor and looked at his brother.
It was Al. It had to be. There was no way that the pain in his brother’s voice could have been faked, something he had created.
“Al,” Ed croaked, and then staggered his way to his brother. Reaching up, he wrapped his arms around the giant form. “You are my brother. You are Alphonse Elric, and we are going to get your body back from that fake,” he whispered harshly into where his brother’s ear would have been.
“Niisan….” And there was nothing after that but a hug that could have crushed him if Al hadn’t been so careful. “We’ll do it, Niisan. I know we can.”
(this is fun)
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Thank you for the hosting, though. Now to clean up my other stuff and send that. *grins* I just realized how much I have.
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