Disclaimer: Still don't own Fullmetal Alchemist.
Note: I wrote this a while back, based off of a scene from the manga. I'll update with Ed's counterpart to this soon enough. And maybe I'll turn it into a small collection of monologues, or something.
Monologue of Death
It was
black. It's
quiet. So dark... The
darkness fading again. Everything feels like it was a dream now.
"Al."
"Alphonse."
"Alphonse."
Voices...from
every direction. Who are they? So familiar...but...WHERE are
they?
Quiet for a moment. "AL!" The voice is desperate.
Wait...brother? But then...who are the other two voices...?...Could
it be...?...Mother? Mother! We were...looking for her, weren't we?
Yes, that's it! We were lost...were we?
But...if that's
so...mother's voice...why does brother sound so desperate...so
afraid?
Calling for me? Am I lost? But then...mother...
The
darkness is clearing. I hear the two other voices call again...mother
and...who? A male voice...could it be 'him'? No...I may not remember
'him'...but...I don't think he sounded like this...menacing...Who is
it?
Mother! I can see her, as images shoot through my mind, and
past my physical form. She's standing there, just in the distance.
Smiling.
But I feel so light. It's so hard to get to her...if I
reach out...mother's voice calls to me again, she suddenly looks
worried...
I reach out my hand, and she reaches out hers. Finger
tips graze, then she's holding my hand firm. She looks happy...then
sad? Why?
The creepier voice is back. It calls to me, wickedly.
Mother's smile fades, and her form is replaced by...
Me?
But...what does this mean? No...it's not me...he's not all there. His
right hand, which holds...mine. No, just the entire right half of his
body. His face is becoming more 'there'. He's grinning.
No. Not
his face. Mine. MY face. I reach my left hand up to my cheek. It's
there. I trail my fingertips over my lips, to my other cheek. It's
gone.
Horror-stricken I let go of 'it's' hand. A dream? No...the
pain I now feel is so real...
What is it? Where did the people I
know go? Mother? Brother?
Brother! I hear him scream, it sounds so
far away now. What did this 'thing' do to my brother!
The figure
is now almost entirely mine, I feel everything going black.
A light? Brother's voice again! Finally! He's
come to find me! But...where am I, really?
I can see him! His
face, most of his body...only some of it's missing. My brother coming
out of the darkness to find me. Hope.
He reaches his left hand out
to me. I take it, desperate. He pulls me back with him.
And,
like a dream, the memory of it all begins to fade.
Fin