N-No...D-Don't...G-Get...
*He could see it. The shears, glinting in the low light, the scent of blood high in the air...
It came closer.
And still, Alphonse kept by the wall...and yet.......................
The scissors surged forward...and Al holds onto his head, sobbing...*
GET AWAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
...
*As Al yells this
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The Brother in a dress....
*Al looks down at himself, rising his hands over his stomach, still not wanting to touch it.*
...................Oh God...................................
I...
He did...
Oh God, I AM...!!!
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Brother you have to get out of here! There's a killer with giant scissors. He might have killed me.
I'm sure...
I'm sure that he did.
But you have the chance to live and get away!
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It's alright, Al. Wherever you were before, you are not there anymore. We are in another dimension now. You are alive and no one will kill you here. You are safe.
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*Al shakes his head, fast, hugging onto his new brother tight.*
You don't understand. He'll follow me. I'd hide anywhere...he'd still follow. He'll come and kill me, if I'm not already dead. You too Brother...and Roy, and Riza, and Winry and Alfons...
It's too late...
*And Al grabs onto Ed's shirt, sobbing, hard, almost heaving hysterically against him.*
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Whoever it is cannot follow you here. I assure you. *says that firmly enough to attempt to get past the sobbing sounds*
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*Al quiets down for a moment, holding his brother close, almost nuzzling him in his fear.*
Brother.......
Where is this?
Am I really dead?
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As to where, I have no idea. No one does. But it has been relatively safe so far. You have nothing to fear.
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*Al hugs Ed tighter, though his shaking hasn't subsided, his voice stopped being panicky.*
..............................
I'm really safe here?
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*Al nods, clinging to Ed tight...but all he can seem to do is babble and sob.*
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*Lets one of his arms go and searches his pockets.* *takes of a vial and examines it, then pops it open when he sees it is a calming potion*
Al, drink this. It will make you feel better, I promise.
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*Al looks at the vial, and then up at Ed, then down at the vial again. ...It wasn't red. It wasn't wine. it wasn't in a glass. And a psycho-bitch wasn't the one holding it.
...
And this was Ed.
......
AN Ed. If there were multiple Brothers, which there seemed to be......
.........
He could trust him...........
Al takes the sleeping potion and sips it, downing it on the second drink until the entire thing is down.
.......Only to note how nasty the taste was.*
...Ewwww! Brother, it's gross!
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