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Title: The Root of All Evil; Part 4- Medicate (Awakening)
Author: animethief92
Fandom: Fullmetal Alchemist (Bluebird Illusion)
Theme: #26-Fate
Genre: Angst
Disclaimer: I don't own Fullmetal Alchemist, Dream Theatre, or Bluebird Illusion
Fandom: Fullmetal Alchemist (Bluebird Illusion)
Pairing: Edward/Envy
Rating: PG-13
Summary: Pride!Ed wakes up to find that Edward Elric is once again in control of his body, and cannot figure out which world is fake and which is real...
A Doctor sitting next to me
He asks me how I feel
Not sure I understand his questioning
He says I’ve been away a while
He thinks he has cured me
From a state of catatonic sleep
It was strange how the roles were suddenly reversed. Edward Elric was now the person in control; not me.
By the time we woke up, there was a doctor with us. He was telling Edward that he thinks he’s been cured. How it had seemed impossible to do, but with the help of a miracle; it was done.
Edward had apparently been in a catatonic sleep for many years, but it didn’t seem possible. Just yesterday I was in control of everything and I had even seen Roy Mustang as young as he always has been.
This was a paradox world; that was the only rational explanation for it.
For 30 years
Where have I been?
Eyes open
But not getting through to me
The doctor said that Edward had been asleep for thirty years. That didn’t seem possible at all; especially when Edward looked in the mirror and I saw he was still young.
What was going on? If this is supposed to be the real world… Where have I been?
I could see the whole world, I could see Edward’s younger brother Alphonse looking much older than Edward, and I could even see the now very aged Roy Mustang.
None of this seemed possible. I saw what was happening around me, but I couldn’t understand why or how.
Medicate me
Infiltrate me
Side effects appear
As my conscious slips away
The doctor gave Edward some aesthesiogen to help Edward since he seemed to struggle with just moving. After thirty years of lying in a bed asleep; I guess I should’ve expected some weakness in his unused muscles.
The aesthesiogen seemed to penetrate every nerve and make everything feel so alive in our body. I couldn’t tell if it was a bad thing I was feeling like that; it was so strong it was almost sickening.
Everything seemed to be going fine for Edward and I, but he tended to ignore me greatly and it made me angry. So I decided to help the overpowering medicine just a bit. Then I went overboard and created some bad side effects.
Some times it was so bad he began losing memory, temporary blindness, coughing up blood, and falling unconscious from any little stress put on his body or mind. I had to show him not to ignore me.
Me of all people, or homunculi; who had helped him so greatly when I was in control.
Medicate me
Science failing
Conscience fading fast
Can’t you stop what’s happening?
Edward told the doctor about what was happening, and didn’t seem to realize I was doing it.
All they understood was that modern day science and medicine was failing him when he needed it most. There was even a time when Edward had begged him to stop it. I had never heard him beg before.
He seriously didn’t know I was here. Somehow he had forgotten all about me and everything else.
A higher dosage he prescribes
But there’s no guarantee
I feel it starting to take over me
I tell him not to be ashamed
There’s no one who’s to blame
A second shot
Of brief awakening
The doctor decided to prescribe more of that damn aesthesiogen. I couldn’t believe him, and I knew I had to stop what I was doing. But I found myself at a loss of how to reverse the effects I had done and now I had recklessly sealed mine and Edward’s fate.
The doctor even explained to Edward there was no guarantee the higher dosage would help. Edward had told him he felt it taking over, but in truth; it was me taking over once again.
When the doctor is upset with himself; Edward consoled him and told him it wasn’t his fault. It was no one’s fault this was happening, and for the first time I felt guilty for what I had done to Edward. To myself.
It had been his shot of going back to his old life, or at least trying to. Then it hit me, this wasn’t a reality. This truly was just a dream or a hopeful paradox that Edward dreamed of, and I had ruined what little hope he had.
The only time he felt he had a second chance of really being alive again.
Along with the guilt, I also felt something else… I felt a joy in ruining Edward’s life. Just like he had attempted to ruin mine.
I feel the relapse
Can’t break free
Eyes open
But not getting through to me
Everything was relapsing and it seemed as if time was going in the wrong direction. Everything went backwards until it ended up back in the darkness this whole thing had started in.
I couldn’t break free by myself. It was a suddenly touch of someone’s lips against mine that made me open my eyes.
I could see the person who woke me up when he drew away, and surprisingly it was Envy.
“Are you alright?” Envy looked genuinely worried about me at first, but after I nodded he quickly went back to his usual behavior.
“That’s great, and don’t forget the only reason I did that was so Father would be happy.” Envy threw the comment over his shoulder as he left me.
Even as I looked around at what was now reality; I couldn’t comprehend that I was back. I was in control, but it seemed so wrong.
Author: animethief92
Fandom: Fullmetal Alchemist (Bluebird Illusion)
Theme: #26-Fate
Genre: Angst
Disclaimer: I don't own Fullmetal Alchemist, Dream Theatre, or Bluebird Illusion
Fandom: Fullmetal Alchemist (Bluebird Illusion)
Pairing: Edward/Envy
Rating: PG-13
Summary: Pride!Ed wakes up to find that Edward Elric is once again in control of his body, and cannot figure out which world is fake and which is real...
A Doctor sitting next to me
He asks me how I feel
Not sure I understand his questioning
He says I’ve been away a while
He thinks he has cured me
From a state of catatonic sleep
It was strange how the roles were suddenly reversed. Edward Elric was now the person in control; not me.
By the time we woke up, there was a doctor with us. He was telling Edward that he thinks he’s been cured. How it had seemed impossible to do, but with the help of a miracle; it was done.
Edward had apparently been in a catatonic sleep for many years, but it didn’t seem possible. Just yesterday I was in control of everything and I had even seen Roy Mustang as young as he always has been.
This was a paradox world; that was the only rational explanation for it.
For 30 years
Where have I been?
Eyes open
But not getting through to me
The doctor said that Edward had been asleep for thirty years. That didn’t seem possible at all; especially when Edward looked in the mirror and I saw he was still young.
What was going on? If this is supposed to be the real world… Where have I been?
I could see the whole world, I could see Edward’s younger brother Alphonse looking much older than Edward, and I could even see the now very aged Roy Mustang.
None of this seemed possible. I saw what was happening around me, but I couldn’t understand why or how.
Medicate me
Infiltrate me
Side effects appear
As my conscious slips away
The doctor gave Edward some aesthesiogen to help Edward since he seemed to struggle with just moving. After thirty years of lying in a bed asleep; I guess I should’ve expected some weakness in his unused muscles.
The aesthesiogen seemed to penetrate every nerve and make everything feel so alive in our body. I couldn’t tell if it was a bad thing I was feeling like that; it was so strong it was almost sickening.
Everything seemed to be going fine for Edward and I, but he tended to ignore me greatly and it made me angry. So I decided to help the overpowering medicine just a bit. Then I went overboard and created some bad side effects.
Some times it was so bad he began losing memory, temporary blindness, coughing up blood, and falling unconscious from any little stress put on his body or mind. I had to show him not to ignore me.
Me of all people, or homunculi; who had helped him so greatly when I was in control.
Medicate me
Science failing
Conscience fading fast
Can’t you stop what’s happening?
Edward told the doctor about what was happening, and didn’t seem to realize I was doing it.
All they understood was that modern day science and medicine was failing him when he needed it most. There was even a time when Edward had begged him to stop it. I had never heard him beg before.
He seriously didn’t know I was here. Somehow he had forgotten all about me and everything else.
A higher dosage he prescribes
But there’s no guarantee
I feel it starting to take over me
I tell him not to be ashamed
There’s no one who’s to blame
A second shot
Of brief awakening
The doctor decided to prescribe more of that damn aesthesiogen. I couldn’t believe him, and I knew I had to stop what I was doing. But I found myself at a loss of how to reverse the effects I had done and now I had recklessly sealed mine and Edward’s fate.
The doctor even explained to Edward there was no guarantee the higher dosage would help. Edward had told him he felt it taking over, but in truth; it was me taking over once again.
When the doctor is upset with himself; Edward consoled him and told him it wasn’t his fault. It was no one’s fault this was happening, and for the first time I felt guilty for what I had done to Edward. To myself.
It had been his shot of going back to his old life, or at least trying to. Then it hit me, this wasn’t a reality. This truly was just a dream or a hopeful paradox that Edward dreamed of, and I had ruined what little hope he had.
The only time he felt he had a second chance of really being alive again.
Along with the guilt, I also felt something else… I felt a joy in ruining Edward’s life. Just like he had attempted to ruin mine.
I feel the relapse
Can’t break free
Eyes open
But not getting through to me
Everything was relapsing and it seemed as if time was going in the wrong direction. Everything went backwards until it ended up back in the darkness this whole thing had started in.
I couldn’t break free by myself. It was a suddenly touch of someone’s lips against mine that made me open my eyes.
I could see the person who woke me up when he drew away, and surprisingly it was Envy.
“Are you alright?” Envy looked genuinely worried about me at first, but after I nodded he quickly went back to his usual behavior.
“That’s great, and don’t forget the only reason I did that was so Father would be happy.” Envy threw the comment over his shoulder as he left me.
Even as I looked around at what was now reality; I couldn’t comprehend that I was back. I was in control, but it seemed so wrong.