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Human SacrificeSummary: On the Promised Day, as Mustang is forced to perform human transmutation, Hawkeye tries to save him but is caught up in it herself. With her soul taken as payment and trapped at the Gate of Truth, her body is claimed by a reborn Lust, who seeks revenge against the now-blind Mustang. Brotherhood AU, spoilers for the Promised Day, Royai.Human Sacrifice by MinervaAe
Notes: This story was undeniably influenced by an awesome fanfic called "And She Became Sin" by theowlinsomniac from Fanfiction.net. Though it had been some years since I read it, some of my scenes came out more similar to her story than I had intended. The author generously encouraged me to publish this anyway, for which I'm sincerely grateful. Please go read her terrific story!!
Special thanks also go to kendraCs for getting me to stop procr
Guilt of the One Left Behind [Ch 9] FMA FanficMustang sat at the bar with a bottle of whiskey in his hand, desperate for even a brief escape from reality. The atmosphere of the tavern he was currently at was unpleasant and dank and it reeked of alcohol. There weren't many people in the place, and most of them were either passed out drunk on the floor or sitting quietly at the bar like him. It was pretty quiet, as well. Aside from the occasional shout from a group of men playing poker somewhere in the back, and the soft sound of the radio playing in the background. None of this bothered the Colonel, however. He was too distracted by his own internal torment to pay any mind to his surroundings.Guilt of the One Left Behind [Ch 9] FMA Fanfic by MayaAtMidnight
It had been a full year since Ed disappeared from the hospital. A full year since Mustang failed to protect his subordinate, his fellow state alchemist, his son. A full year since Mustang made the biggest mistake of his career; one that would likely haunt him for the rest of his life.
Every lead him and his men found brought them to a dead en
FullMetal Alchemist - The fallen Gods Chp5.FullMetal Alchemist - The fallen Gods Chp5. by FerAdami
Chapter 5. A feeling, a shrub, and a cyclops
I was looking through the window, the constellations extended on heaven given place to the sun that appeared tentatively on the horizon, dazzling a calm dawn in Resembool with a fresh wind that pass through the cracks of the window refreshing me under the heat of the room. I enjoyed that they were all asleep to open my wings, because stay in human form for a long time causes aching and made it sleeps too.
I don't know how many hours I've slept, by the way, how many years I haven't slept so well as that night, but even so I ended up waking up early with the feeling that something was about to come ... Something that I thought I couldn't feel ... Not here in this reality.
While I looked peacefully the landscape, I stayed to meditate on the events of the previous day, the property housewives were well welcoming me offering lodging and food by the time it was necessary.
Dream20130714 - The Amestrian Mineshaft IncidentSunday, July 14, 2013Dream20130714 - The Amestrian Mineshaft Incident by Contraltissimo
I had a friend with me. Another girl, I think.
We had fallen down a mineshaft.
But we were past all that at this point; the two of us were in some kind of hospital. The walls and floors and ceilings were light-colored, and clean. Our beds were soft and sweet. White curtains gave us peace and privacy. We were being well taken care of.
But there was something.... off. Was it something we noticed ourselves? Or had we overheard things? Things people weren’t supposed to say around us?
I remember the tame pink coloring of a few scattered scars. We were pretty beat-up by our ordeal, but our bodies were in fairly good working order. Except.... they didn’t feel like our bodies. I know my friend and I took a few slow and easy walks around our surroundings, but.... were we really walking? Were we in our skin? Did our bodies come with us? Or was it only our spirits? Or were these thoughts only the woozily confused result of our acciden
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