FMA flashfic - "For King or Country"
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aquabeanTitle: For King or Country
Author: Rune
Words: 151
Notes: The result of a conversation and then silence. I am quite positive that one line in particular is the fault, entirely, of![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
karotsamused. So I made her beta. For both of these things she receives much love. (Spoilers for the end of the anime and possibly for severe hybridization of manga and anime canon.)
Summary: Perhaps he had had a plan in the beginning. That didn't matter now.
It happened in the weeks after, in the middle of the subsequent paperwork and meetings. Forms that had never been needed before were dug from the depths of file rooms and examined and found to be incomplete. Or lies. Or blank all together.
He had been brilliant. No one thought to question him.
He had been surrounded by friends. No one thought to doubt him.
He had been young, and loyal, and idealistic to a fault. Those that sought to use him would never have guessed the depth of his duplicity.
It happened in the weeks after, in the middle of trials and executions and accusations of treason. A man, the slayer of a monster, hung for a traitor, saving a country that wasn't his.
It happened in the weeks after, in the middle of a country where his fire had been born. The word spread. The second son was dead.
Author: Rune
Words: 151
Notes: The result of a conversation and then silence. I am quite positive that one line in particular is the fault, entirely, of
karotsamused. So I made her beta. For both of these things she receives much love. (Spoilers for the end of the anime and possibly for severe hybridization of manga and anime canon.)Summary: Perhaps he had had a plan in the beginning. That didn't matter now.
It happened in the weeks after, in the middle of the subsequent paperwork and meetings. Forms that had never been needed before were dug from the depths of file rooms and examined and found to be incomplete. Or lies. Or blank all together.
He had been brilliant. No one thought to question him.
He had been surrounded by friends. No one thought to doubt him.
He had been young, and loyal, and idealistic to a fault. Those that sought to use him would never have guessed the depth of his duplicity.
It happened in the weeks after, in the middle of trials and executions and accusations of treason. A man, the slayer of a monster, hung for a traitor, saving a country that wasn't his.
It happened in the weeks after, in the middle of a country where his fire had been born. The word spread. The second son was dead.
