Ch.1: Eimelle’s Dies
The young pink haired girl called Eimelle was hiding under the blankets, She had her pajamas on they were pink with blue penguins on them, she had skin as tan as her dad’s and her hands were covering her ears trying to block out the sounds of the screaming coming from downstairs. The room she is in is pink. Plush toys, surrounds her keeping her company, as well as comfort. Eimelle picks up her favorite Plushy she called Teddy. It is a brown teddy bear with a purple scarf around its neck. “Teddy, I-I is scared. Mommy and Daddy are down there. Hope there okay.” Eimelle didn’t know it but there was a man with blonde hair and violet eyes staring down at her trembling form.
“You know. Your Mommy and Daddy won’t help you now” James says smirking. Eimelle uncovers her head from the blankets. She then looks up at the murderer with light blue questioning eyes. Her eyes suddenly brighten and a huge smile made it’s way to her face.
“JAMES!” Eimelle yelled hopping off of the bed and into his arms. But before she could do just that he pulled a gun from the inside of his pants pocket. “Huh” Eimelle stared at the deadly weapon. “J-James. Why?” She questioned tears in her eyes.
“Your parents are dead.” The gun is still pointed at her.
“Dead? No they can’t be! Mama and Papa cannot die! They can’t die.” The tears are freely running down her cheeks. ‘Mom. Dad. Dead’ those are the only thoughts running through her mind right now. James saw the fear showing in her eyes, the gun drawing nearer. “Please no I don’t want to die.”
“Well too bad” A door opened showing a bloodied Christina.
“Let her go. James” Chris said worried for her sister’s life.
“What if I say no. Hm, Chris.” He was looking at her now.
‘Good he’s looking at me’
“SISTER!” Eimelle yells, running towards her older sister. Eimelle tripped on one of her toys, trying to reach her sister. ‘
“EIMELLE!!” Christina shouted at her fallen sister. She reached her hand out towards her little sister. Eimelle raised her head up and started standing up reaching out for her sister also. A gunshot was heard all throughout the neighborhood as the bullet pierced through Eimelle’s chest. Christina looked down and saw the puddle of blood forming around her sister. “NOOOO!! EIMELLE!!” Chris walked over towards her sister. She knelt down checking for a pulse. There was none. Her eyes opened wide. ‘No not her too.’ Christina rose up reached her hand out grabbing her new sword, Arkarina. ‘Everybody I love. Dies. Why?’ She remembered her best friend dying at the hands of a gang in school. They called themselves the ‘Bloods’.
“NO, Toshima!!”
“You bastards.”
‘I couldn’t control them. My hands’ She lifted her sword up as if too strike. ‘I promised too never let another precious person get killed. I couldn’t keep it’ She was running now, tears streaming down her face. Arkarina was going to slash him in two, but he had a dagger. He threw it at her and she came crashing down onto the floor.
“Ha Ha Ha!! Love it. Absolutely love it. The look on a Diclonius’s face as they die” He said laughing. He walked closer towards her. She got up and pulled the dagger out, wincing in pain as she did so. She was looking at him right in the eye, light red meeting violet. “Your scared aren’t you”
“I’m not scared.” She lied looking up at him with fear in her eyes. “I- I thought you was disturbed when I first met you. Now I know the truth. YOU ARE!!”
“Shut Up” He yelled punching her hard in the face. “You don’t know what it’s like being truly tortured. Being an outcast, and being controlled.” Chris saw pain in his violet eyes. Pain she never saw before “But that doesn’t matter now. All that matters is that I wipe every Diclonius off the face of the earth. Starting with you.” He slashed at her with a dagger cutting off her arm.
“AAAAAAARGH” She screamed out in pain. She knew her arm had been cut off, but she didn’t want to look. “No I don’t want this. Please James Stop it. STOP IT NOW!!” She was crying freely now the tears running down her face like rivers. He just kept cutting. “(Sniff) pl-p-please. Stop it” She lost all consciousness. When he was done, he stood up and stared at his handiwork. The blood was all around her now. Even on him. James left the room picking up Arkarina and placing it next too the now limbless Christina. He then walked out of the room and out of the house.
Suddenly there was a white light. The light surrounded the teenage Diclonius, embracing her with its warmth. “I won’t take her just yet,” The light said. “She still has much more in her life to fulfill. But for now I’ll send her to another world, a world only where Alchemy reigns supreme.” The being of light known as the angel of death chanted some kind of ancient language, and Christina disappeared from sight into the Full Metal Alchemist’s World.
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