Descendant of Death (FMA FanFiction)

25:..... And Forever Farewell

______Al POV:______

I looked at Winry oddly again for the hundredth time since we'd boarded the train to Rush Valley. She's had her nose in a book all day, and occasionally she'd laugh or start to cry or blush. I poked Brother one more time. Before I could say anything he turned to glare at me.

"No, I don't know why she's like that. No I've never read that book and yes you may sit quietly and contemplate how not to annoy your loving older brother." I chuckled. "I've been asking a lot haven't I?" I said sheepishly.

He sighed as if he were really tired and shifted on the seat. "But if it were Maeve...." I hinted and Ed narrowed his eyes at me and a small blush crept up at the mention of his long time crush.

"I wouldn't be surprised if she decided to make an appearance suddenly. Not after what we saw today with the Furor." I chuckled.

"Sure, sure." He continued to explain himself, how he'd never bug me if Maeve were being odd. Oddly enough his reasons for it was that Maeve was so odd it was normal. I think that's not how it's supposed to be.... we were joking around when suddenly I felt as if I were smacked really hard in the chest. So hard I actually fell off my seat.

"Hey, Al. Don't get so worked up, it's just a-"

"Shut up Ed. I think I can feel Maeve." I snapped and he quieted, watching me in concern. It felt horrible inside her... suddenly I felt as if I wasn't on the train anymore. Rather I was looking at.... well I don't know really. It kept changing, like pictures switching out in front of me. One was snowy themed, there was a massive white lion with lethal looking fangs and claws. It had six legs though and looked to be melting from the inside. It was crying as it melted. Then the scene changed again to someplace of pure darkness that vibrated violently. After a few seconds of staring at it I realized that it wasn't pure darkness, but was a black being so incredibly large it took up everything my eyes could see. The vision switched again and again until I saw something familiar for the first time. I realized several things then.

I was seeing Maeve in the different dimensions that she's spread out across. And she's in agony. This scene was a lot more detailed, and a lot more frightening than the others. It was a place of fire and black rock. No place here looked fit for living things. The only thing here besides the massive infernos spinning around the world was a wolf-like creature. It was darker than the rocks in color, with gleaming red streaks appearing every once in a while along her coat. She had startling white teeth and gums, and I could see her front two paws were tipped by claws longer than I was tall. She herself towered over me, her tears rained down in large rivers. She sobbed. I felt worried for her, why was she so sad? What happened? As I thought those questions she seemed to have heard me cuz she cracked open her eyes and the vision was gone. I was back on the train, or I guess my soul was back on the train.

Ed was leaning over me worriedly and I shot up, accidentally head butting him in the process. "Maeve, she she....!" I couldn't figure out how to say what just happened. All I knew was that something was seriously wrong with her if the barriers between us blurred so badly. I knew our souls were connected somehow and she'd just told us about her many-dimensional selves but I hadn't yet put two and two together. Brother rubbed his head but asked me what happened.

"I don't know, Brother. All I know for sure is...." I looked at him, and saw his worry and fear for her. He looked terrified, as if he were standing on the bleachers while it was announced his friends were about to fight to the death. Seeing him like that, I felt that I couldn't tell him about maybe's and what ifs when it came to this. I need to be sure of what's going on before I panic him.

"All I know for sure is that I just saw the other sides of Maeve." Brother blinked at me. "Huh?"

"You know, the other parts of her that are in different dimensions? I saw them. She looked depressed in all of them." I commented. I was doing some massive downplaying. She wasn't depressed she was distraught!