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Lonely Wrath
0 ReviewsI wasn't born angry and some would say I wasn't even born. But this existence I can't call life made me angry, it made me Wrath.
Lonely Wrath
I wasn't born angry and some would say I wasn't even born. But this existence I can't call life made me angry, it made me Wrath.
It started the same way it always starts for a child with a good future, but my future was taken away before my life really started. My father killed me, he sacrificed me to save the my terrible mother. I died before I was even born, he killed me before giving birth killed me.
As if robbing me of life wasn't enough, she turned me into a monster. Mother tried to give life back to the dead remains of her baby, and she succeeded. Then, seeing that I wasn't the cute little human child she wanted, she looked me away in a dark scary place.
Misery was all I know for over a decade. The cries of a baby, my own cries, are so clear in my mind that I can feel that pain all over again when ever I hear a sound like that.
Father killed me, mother didn't stop him. She turned me into a monster, then abandoned me in that place. I was alone for so long, or maybe not along, I don't know; but I felt alone and if there was anyone else they would be creatures far worse than the little monster she created and abandoned.
That place was so dark, I wanted someone, anyone to be with me, to hug me and care for me. I wanted protection, I wanted love, I just wanted some company.
Then those boys opened the door to my prison, one of them was taken away. I thought I had someone, but then the other older boy took the youngest's soul back to his world, the world that mother wouldn't let me live in.
I got back at the older boy, I took his right arm and left leg, and kept them for myself. I wanted him to stay with me, but I knew he wouldn't so I took a part of him.
Later, I used that arm and leg to open the door. I was so alone in there and thought that would change, but I was wrong. When I went to the other side there was no one there. I searched for people but didn't find anyone. There were a few animals but they ran away from me.
I was so lonely, I just wanted company. I was so alone I forgot people, and when I forgot them, I also forgot what I was angry about. I kept on being alone for a long time, then finally the boy and his brother came, but I didn't remember them; and then my mother came, but I didn't remember her either.
For a short time I was happy. I thought I would never have to be alone anymore, but that changed. Mother wanted to send me back into the dark lonely place behind the door, and the brothers were helping her; father did nothing. I realized that even if I was around people, I was still alone.
Then I found people like me, people who are not humans. One of them became my mother. All I wanted to do was stay with my mother and take away all the people who where around the boy whose arm and leg I made my own. I thought that if I took his body, I would become him, then I would have a mother, a brother, friends and I would never be alone again... but it didn't work.
That boy tricked me, because of him my new mother disappeared and the other people who were like me didn't want to help me. Everything made me so angry, it made me become more and more who they said I was, Wrath; and I was alone...
End
Written for Snow's Misery Loves Company challenge at Plot Whole, live journal community. Disclaimer, I do not own Fullmetal Alchemist.
I wasn't born angry and some would say I wasn't even born. But this existence I can't call life made me angry, it made me Wrath.
It started the same way it always starts for a child with a good future, but my future was taken away before my life really started. My father killed me, he sacrificed me to save the my terrible mother. I died before I was even born, he killed me before giving birth killed me.
As if robbing me of life wasn't enough, she turned me into a monster. Mother tried to give life back to the dead remains of her baby, and she succeeded. Then, seeing that I wasn't the cute little human child she wanted, she looked me away in a dark scary place.
Misery was all I know for over a decade. The cries of a baby, my own cries, are so clear in my mind that I can feel that pain all over again when ever I hear a sound like that.
Father killed me, mother didn't stop him. She turned me into a monster, then abandoned me in that place. I was alone for so long, or maybe not along, I don't know; but I felt alone and if there was anyone else they would be creatures far worse than the little monster she created and abandoned.
That place was so dark, I wanted someone, anyone to be with me, to hug me and care for me. I wanted protection, I wanted love, I just wanted some company.
Then those boys opened the door to my prison, one of them was taken away. I thought I had someone, but then the other older boy took the youngest's soul back to his world, the world that mother wouldn't let me live in.
I got back at the older boy, I took his right arm and left leg, and kept them for myself. I wanted him to stay with me, but I knew he wouldn't so I took a part of him.
Later, I used that arm and leg to open the door. I was so alone in there and thought that would change, but I was wrong. When I went to the other side there was no one there. I searched for people but didn't find anyone. There were a few animals but they ran away from me.
I was so lonely, I just wanted company. I was so alone I forgot people, and when I forgot them, I also forgot what I was angry about. I kept on being alone for a long time, then finally the boy and his brother came, but I didn't remember them; and then my mother came, but I didn't remember her either.
For a short time I was happy. I thought I would never have to be alone anymore, but that changed. Mother wanted to send me back into the dark lonely place behind the door, and the brothers were helping her; father did nothing. I realized that even if I was around people, I was still alone.
Then I found people like me, people who are not humans. One of them became my mother. All I wanted to do was stay with my mother and take away all the people who where around the boy whose arm and leg I made my own. I thought that if I took his body, I would become him, then I would have a mother, a brother, friends and I would never be alone again... but it didn't work.
That boy tricked me, because of him my new mother disappeared and the other people who were like me didn't want to help me. Everything made me so angry, it made me become more and more who they said I was, Wrath; and I was alone...
End
Written for Snow's Misery Loves Company challenge at Plot Whole, live journal community. Disclaimer, I do not own Fullmetal Alchemist.
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