twists and turns

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Status: In Progress  |  Genre: Fan Fiction  |  House: Booksie Classic

winry rockbell has lately being dreaming about strange things. when an old man finally shows her how all the pieces in her dream fit together, she realises that she has a mission. a mission to exterminate the homonculus of love and brotherhood. what will she do? read to find out more

Twists and turns

 

 

It was dark and cold ……the night was whispering sinister dreams into my ears ……. And all of a sudden the air grew warmer and I saw someone entering from the screen, a dark vulgar man who knew nothing but bloodshed. He was enormous and his looming figure approached me and he said “it is game over little girl” and then I remember nothing. Here I am replaying that deep voice in my head after 10 years.  It still gives me chills all over my body. I had this feeling that soon enough something bad was about to happen, and at an instant I saw one very strange crippled old man walking towards a narrow road.. I couldn’t control my feelings and I dashed forward to that road that led me to something mysterious but still I had a feeling that a flower would still bloom amidst the thorns.

At a distance I saw the old man heading slowly towards the realm of evil, seeing the withered trees and a bad maintenance of the withered roses I came to a quick conclusion that I should run away from the place as soon as possible. But I couldn’t, my curiosity got better of me and I felt my legs walking me over to the cemetery. The only sound was the hooting of the obstinate owls and the welcome carpet was a bed of mismatched human skulls that went CRUNCH under my feet. I saw the crippled old man at a distance, slowly waddling over to a particular grave. I waited for hours for the old man to come back but he never turned up, so I walked over to the grave where the man had disappeared. I saw a photo of a young maiden who looked just like me. And it was a story of misery form there on.

The narration is too vast to explain it felt like something old and primitive had entered my body and speeded my mind into the memory lane of the past. I saw images of dead bodies scattered on the ground , saw a flash of a red cloth and then I saw what baffled me the most  which was the sign of the mysteries on that bright red coat. It couldn’t be. I stared into the horizon and understood that the man had got me here on purpose to show me the depth and meaning of my early memories. I had to helplessly kill my own friend and love Edward elric because this time turner had shown me the truth and unveiled the dark secret he had kept hidden all these years. He was homunculus. Now all of the pieces stared fitting together all my weird dreams finally made sense. Now was the time to wipe the homunculus of love and brotherhood out of this world and I

Winry rockbell had to be the one to do it.

 


Submitted: December 03, 2016

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