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Hello ya'll! 
This is especailly for my friend, 
Who has wrote about Winry being a Humunculi (how the hell do you spell it, geez) named Sorrow. Cool huh? The how's and why's are fuzzy, but check out her work anyway! She's a good writer! 
Ps, this takes after the Bluebird game kay? Ed and Al have bodies there, but they never ONCE showed Winry! >n< So, this is my guess! ^v^
It had been years since the report of Missing people had been displayed before their desk's. Being in the military, and often seeing many of these reports, the Elric brothers often flipped through them, reading the important things then discarding them quickly.
Ed on one hand, was miserable. He hadn't signed up in the military to do mountains of paperwork. But ever since he and his brother accomplished their goal half way (with him still stuck in the cursed automail arm) it was a good deal as far as he was concerned.
"Al, look through that will ya? I still got this mound of thief reports to handle." Edward grumbled and passed the small folder over to his brother. Even being stuck as armor, adult hood had done good for his brother, as he was broad shouldered and as handsome as any other guy (perhaps more). The only thing he complained through...was he was taller than him.
Also, Ed wouldn't like to admit it, but the other guys did put in their money sometimes to see which brother would get more ladies with their drop dead looks.
But there was only one girl both Elric's had been hoping to get for a very long time now...
"Ok brother!" Al chirped out without loosing a beat of his good hearted patience. It seemed that having his body back brought a whole new meaning of "brighter days" to Alphonse as he could not find one reason to frown in the passed few months in his old, but fresh and good, body. Ed spared him a grateful smile before scowling at the piles of paperwork on his desk.
"I wish Sheiska wouldn't have so many dates with Havoc now." Ed grumbled angrily. "Then maybe some of this paperwork would be less harder with her to look through them first!"
"Mhh hmm..." Al murmured eyes trained on the papers he was leafing through.
"I bet bastard flame-ass is secretly handing his piles of paperwork to US and then laughing his smug mouth off." Ed pondered. "I bet he's doing it right now! Yeah! Why I ouaghta' go into that office of his and-"
"Brother..."
Ed stopped at the call, confused and slightly worried at the horrified tone it carried. "What?" he said turning to his younger brother. He felt his blood freeze as he saw his brother staring at the folder with wide eyes, shaking like a leaf while his skin turned pale white.
"Brother..." Al voiced out, eyes still glued to the sheet. "You better come see this." Al said, with some desperation lacing his words.
Ed wasted no time and rushed over. "What? What did you s-"
Ed too turned as white as his brother his eyes landed on the page, bold letters reading, "Fire; Resemble. Cause: Unknown. Deaths: 2. Names: Pikato Rockbell and..."
Ed felt as though a rock was dropped in his stomach as he read the next line.
"Winry Rockbell."
The funeral was long. To a point where the brothers were willing to grind their hands together on rock to speed it up somehow. But even as they dreaded the whole event, they somehow were the last to stay at the newly buried graves, staring at them as though it was a beast ready to strike. Fearing it with their lives...
This couldn't be happening...they couldn't...
It had been years since that fateful day, yet the two young men feel the same dread overcoming their bodies every morning when they realize that they will never see the old hag or...
Tears came and went, and the boys began to grow more and more into their business, until it was all they ever cared about. Both bothers became cold and bitter towards the world they once loved, acting as though the days were nothing more than a drag to their times and space. Even Al was just as cold as Ed sometimes, snapping every once and a while and never caring about the hurt feelings.
Roy was devastated to see the boys crumbled before him; slowly, but surely.
She was all they had left. Something to look to. Something to think about and say, "At least I have that" when nothing else seemed right. A little something to feel possessive and believe it was ours and no one else's; saying it also with passion. Someone to love and know they'll love you back...
The Colonel often remembered Ed and Al once described her like their mother. Her kind eyes, her smile, even her ways of a overprotective friend sent them back to their childhood where their mother would scold them.
Years passed, and new reports came in that brought more dread to their bodies.
"Homunculi seen at night."
The Elric brothers were the first at the scene a second later and were the first (and only) to rush into the forgotten campus if Lab 5. Looking everywhere, they looked at the last place to see.
The roof.
Only then did Ed and Al's breathe was taken away at the shocking sight. There, standing at the very edge of the roof top, flowing white blond hair flying around her form and black skirt fluttering in the wind, was the one woman they least expected to see now of all times.
At first, a dream was thought to have entered their sight and might have been asleep. Then the next was pure happiness and ecstatic joy to see the woman they loved. So much that tears began to fill the men's eyes.
But the last feeling dawned on them as a familiar symbol was recognized just under her bangs and on her forehead.
She barely moved her head to them, her eyes bleak of life and dead to expression. Next thing either Elric could think, she was falling.
Like a slow motioned movie, they watched her fall back from her perch with her lifeless eyes staying on them the whole time. Only then when she began to plummet down did they react. They both ran forward to her and she turned away, almost satisfied they had moved.
The boys cried out in horror as her body fell and fell, and gravity beat them to her impact. Seconds passed by like days as they watched her body sprawled on the ground in her own blood. Their very breathe came short and the tears came back at full force.
Then, as soon as she had hit the ground, the girl lifted herself up, not bothering to move her bangs out of her eyes. She stared them down with no emotion still and blinked somewhat curiously.
Ed was the first to find his voice, gulping slightly before taking a step to pale girl, the skin on her like snow and probably just as cold. "Winry?" he whispered out in pure shock of seeing his once love standing before him as....as that thing.
The girl said nothing and turned to the side, eyes still trained on them with a bored, but interested look. "My name is Sorrow. Who are you?"
I have been meaning to post this for a long time actually. Out of all my old drawings, this one I liked most of all! ^w^ (I sucked at bodies ok? Give me break) And at the time, i had many day dreams of Winry being a humuculi! >w< the idea was cool! Anywho, the mistkes i can see ok? This is old remember. Enjoy ok? 
This is especailly for my friend, Who has wrote about Winry being a Humunculi (how the hell do you spell it, geez) named Sorrow. Cool huh? The how's and why's are fuzzy, but check out her work anyway! She's a good writer! Ps, this takes after the Bluebird game kay? Ed and Al have bodies there, but they never ONCE showed Winry! >n< So, this is my guess! ^v^It had been years since the report of Missing people had been displayed before their desk's. Being in the military, and often seeing many of these reports, the Elric brothers often flipped through them, reading the important things then discarding them quickly.
Ed on one hand, was miserable. He hadn't signed up in the military to do mountains of paperwork. But ever since he and his brother accomplished their goal half way (with him still stuck in the cursed automail arm) it was a good deal as far as he was concerned.
"Al, look through that will ya? I still got this mound of thief reports to handle." Edward grumbled and passed the small folder over to his brother. Even being stuck as armor, adult hood had done good for his brother, as he was broad shouldered and as handsome as any other guy (perhaps more). The only thing he complained through...was he was taller than him.
Also, Ed wouldn't like to admit it, but the other guys did put in their money sometimes to see which brother would get more ladies with their drop dead looks.
But there was only one girl both Elric's had been hoping to get for a very long time now...
"Ok brother!" Al chirped out without loosing a beat of his good hearted patience. It seemed that having his body back brought a whole new meaning of "brighter days" to Alphonse as he could not find one reason to frown in the passed few months in his old, but fresh and good, body. Ed spared him a grateful smile before scowling at the piles of paperwork on his desk.
"I wish Sheiska wouldn't have so many dates with Havoc now." Ed grumbled angrily. "Then maybe some of this paperwork would be less harder with her to look through them first!"
"Mhh hmm..." Al murmured eyes trained on the papers he was leafing through.
"I bet bastard flame-ass is secretly handing his piles of paperwork to US and then laughing his smug mouth off." Ed pondered. "I bet he's doing it right now! Yeah! Why I ouaghta' go into that office of his and-"
"Brother..."
Ed stopped at the call, confused and slightly worried at the horrified tone it carried. "What?" he said turning to his younger brother. He felt his blood freeze as he saw his brother staring at the folder with wide eyes, shaking like a leaf while his skin turned pale white.
"Brother..." Al voiced out, eyes still glued to the sheet. "You better come see this." Al said, with some desperation lacing his words.
Ed wasted no time and rushed over. "What? What did you s-"
Ed too turned as white as his brother his eyes landed on the page, bold letters reading, "Fire; Resemble. Cause: Unknown. Deaths: 2. Names: Pikato Rockbell and..."
Ed felt as though a rock was dropped in his stomach as he read the next line.
"Winry Rockbell."
The funeral was long. To a point where the brothers were willing to grind their hands together on rock to speed it up somehow. But even as they dreaded the whole event, they somehow were the last to stay at the newly buried graves, staring at them as though it was a beast ready to strike. Fearing it with their lives...
This couldn't be happening...they couldn't...
It had been years since that fateful day, yet the two young men feel the same dread overcoming their bodies every morning when they realize that they will never see the old hag or...
Tears came and went, and the boys began to grow more and more into their business, until it was all they ever cared about. Both bothers became cold and bitter towards the world they once loved, acting as though the days were nothing more than a drag to their times and space. Even Al was just as cold as Ed sometimes, snapping every once and a while and never caring about the hurt feelings.
Roy was devastated to see the boys crumbled before him; slowly, but surely.
She was all they had left. Something to look to. Something to think about and say, "At least I have that" when nothing else seemed right. A little something to feel possessive and believe it was ours and no one else's; saying it also with passion. Someone to love and know they'll love you back...
The Colonel often remembered Ed and Al once described her like their mother. Her kind eyes, her smile, even her ways of a overprotective friend sent them back to their childhood where their mother would scold them.
Years passed, and new reports came in that brought more dread to their bodies.
"Homunculi seen at night."
The Elric brothers were the first at the scene a second later and were the first (and only) to rush into the forgotten campus if Lab 5. Looking everywhere, they looked at the last place to see.
The roof.
Only then did Ed and Al's breathe was taken away at the shocking sight. There, standing at the very edge of the roof top, flowing white blond hair flying around her form and black skirt fluttering in the wind, was the one woman they least expected to see now of all times.
At first, a dream was thought to have entered their sight and might have been asleep. Then the next was pure happiness and ecstatic joy to see the woman they loved. So much that tears began to fill the men's eyes.
But the last feeling dawned on them as a familiar symbol was recognized just under her bangs and on her forehead.
She barely moved her head to them, her eyes bleak of life and dead to expression. Next thing either Elric could think, she was falling.
Like a slow motioned movie, they watched her fall back from her perch with her lifeless eyes staying on them the whole time. Only then when she began to plummet down did they react. They both ran forward to her and she turned away, almost satisfied they had moved.
The boys cried out in horror as her body fell and fell, and gravity beat them to her impact. Seconds passed by like days as they watched her body sprawled on the ground in her own blood. Their very breathe came short and the tears came back at full force.
Then, as soon as she had hit the ground, the girl lifted herself up, not bothering to move her bangs out of her eyes. She stared them down with no emotion still and blinked somewhat curiously.
Ed was the first to find his voice, gulping slightly before taking a step to pale girl, the skin on her like snow and probably just as cold. "Winry?" he whispered out in pure shock of seeing his once love standing before him as....as that thing.
The girl said nothing and turned to the side, eyes still trained on them with a bored, but interested look. "My name is Sorrow. Who are you?"
I have been meaning to post this for a long time actually.
Out of all my old drawings, this one I liked most of all! ^w^ (I sucked at bodies ok? Give me break) And at the time, i had many day dreams of Winry being a humuculi! >w< the idea was cool! Anywho, the mistkes i can see ok? This is old remember. Enjoy ok? Site Map
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Cabbits, Diesels, and Dabbits oh my! Beware the Anthros and Furries will rule the world!
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Believe the Lies.
Nobody wins,
Everyone dies.
~-~-~
Cabbits, Diesels, and Dabbits oh my! Beware the Anthros and Furries will rule the world!
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Nobody wins,
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