I am Weakness

The Philosopher Stone

I was crying as I cupped my hands over my face sobbing loudly. The overwhelming pain in my chest was unbearable to me now. Everything is just too emotional for me! Fawn stepped in with a somewhat annoyed look. "Penelope! You have to pull yourself together. There are important things, I get that this was devastating but please pull yourself together! You can't just cut them off like that! Okay?" Fawn lectured making me slightly wince at the tone. He sounded annoyed and much like the men from the military who would scold me for doing something stupid. But shouldn’t I be the one lecturing him?

Shrugging that thought I took a deep breath with a nod and looked up to the control room that Fawn would be in almost every hour. "I-I'm sorry it's just... I don't like people to hear me cry or see me cry... I would feel so weak… I even feel weak standing here..."

"What happened to the whole that no one is weak speech earlier today?" Fawn asked raising an eyebrow at me.

I shook my head and lowered my head. "I dunno... I just like to shoot myself down." I whispered before putting my headphones back onto my head and setting my finger on the on button. "Ready?" He nodded until the phone ring nearby. Our heads perked upwards and snapped towards the ringing device. I picked up the phone and pressed the phone to my ear. "This is Pene Cruze."

A female voice that I've never heard before came through and rang into my ear. "Hi Penny! My name is Jane Charleston and I've been listening to this story for a long time and I must say, this is the most inspiring story I've ever heard." She replied with a bright smile in her voice. My eyes widen slightly and my jaw dropped. "You've suffered through so much at such a young age and the fact you continued to endure though your life is remarkable! Do you have a boyfriend?"

Ed popped into my mind as I looked down and shut my eyes tightly. These people around have no idea how this story ends and it's going to be one hell of a breaking point. I have to prepare myself for that day. I shook my head sadly and sighed. "No... I would... But he's not here..."

She gasped slightly as I cringed and looked down. "Well, I'm a woman with three kids and a husband who loves me very much. You'll see that boy again if he's worth it and then you'll have a child."

My eyes bulged widely now feeling the memory of being punched in the back that one time in my life. They were like this for a while but returned to their normal size and went dead. I nodded slowly and closed my eyes to stop the tears from coming from my eyes again. "If things didn't end up the way they did, I might have been there already..." I whispered in a hoarse voice. "Believe me, I want both whenever I can... But there's one person who can give me that... But I can't see him... Not anymore..."

The woman was silent for a few seconds before speaking to me again. "Well I'll let you get to the tale. You'll get there. Thanks for talking to me and goodbye." After that one word was spoken the line went dead.

I hung up and turned the microphone back on. I was live yet again. "While I was recovering from what I've just finished telling you I was called. By a nice woman named Jane Charleston. She just told me that my story is an inspiration and that someday I'll find someone who I can love and have kids with... If you guys ever want to throw us a call then don't be scared to do so. Anyway, this part is the aftermath of the murder of Nina. Where I made the foolish but noble move and tried to find her murderer. That and I discovered my last hope to finding out how to recover my brains. This one seemed fake at first but actually, it was a reality. This is the start, of the search for the Philosopher Stone. Day 3 out of 3 of hell for now."

Human kind cannot gain without first giving something in return. To obtain something of equal value must be lost. That is alchemy's first law of Equivalent Exchange. In those days, we thought that was the world's one and only truth.