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Here it is folks! Edward's worst nightmare, literally. This whole drawing is a dream sequence that I just wrote in my most recent chapter, Chapter 6 of my story Anywhere but Here. For those of you that don't read the story, I'll go ahead and put the dialogue down for you to check out ^_^ I also decided to soft shade this one as well ^_^ Hope you enjoy! Oh and I know his automail was drawn on the wrong arm >.< I'm sorry. I'm not a newb! I just wasn't freakin' paying attention. I'm an idiot *facepalm*

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'It's cold...really cold...Where am I? What's going on here?'

Edward's amber orbs fought to open as a bright light filled his vision. He blinked rapidly, trying to allow his eyes to adjust to the light that surrounded him. He was no longer laying in his bed. The place was freezing and Edward could feel goosebumps rising all over his skin. The blond sat up and rubbed his eyes, trying to gather his senses. He stood up and realized he was standing in whitespace. "What the...where in the hell am I?" He hugged his body as a fresh wave of shivers cascaded down himself. Edward began walking forward, not knowing what was going on or where he was for that matter.

"Hello!" he called out, his voice echoing around him.

He could feel an extremely familiar, eerie sensation from behind him, and Edward whirled around coming face to face with the thing that he most dreaded to see but at the same time longed to see...the Gate. It's massive pillars held the giant, engraved double doors up and the blonde just stopped in his tracks, rooted to the spot and stared. "Hey! I didn't come back here on my own!" he cried out insistently at the doors. "Don't take anymore of my limbs!"

The double doors creaked as they slowly began opening, eminating a phosphorous light from the inside. Edward fell backward a few steps, shielding his eyes from the massive, yellow and white glow, brighter than the whitespace he'd been standing in just moments ago. "What on earth?" he inquired, golden orbs squinting. Something was coming through the gate right for him. It was familiar to him, the figure was donned in white and as it came closer, it began taking form. It was a woman, shapely but thin. Her hair was tied up in the back just as he'd last seen it, her long waves of blonde cascading down the sides of her face and her bangs brushed to the side as always. Her eyes were closed and she had a peaceful smile on her face. The older Elric felt his breath catch in his throat as he tried to gasp at the image before him. Was this real?

"Win-ry?" he questioned quietly and incredulously.

The girl opened her eyes, revealing astonishing blue irises at him and she smiled, holding out her arms. "Edward," his name left her lips.

"Winry!" he exclaimed softly, the two now running towards each other. They fell into one another's arms, holding onto each other for dearl life as if they never wanted to let go. Her body felt so warm to his touch, and she felt solid and real. She was truly here. He was back together with Winry again. Nothing seemed to matter at this point, except for her as he enveloped in her. Everything was the same; the touch of her skin, the caress of her hair, her scent, all of it was. All of the things the older Elric wanted to say to her raced through his mind and he opened his mouth to speak, but no words came out. It was as if the moment his thoughts hit his tongue, they just slipped away through his fingers before he could catch them. Winry just smiled at him as the two loosed their grips slightly but still held onto each other. She placed a slender finger on his lips and smiled.

"You don't have to say it, Edward," she told him, that knowing look in her blue eyes. "I already know."

"Winry," he reiterated, running his automail hand down her cheek. She closed her eyes and leaned in towards it. "I missed you so much. How did you get back to me? Alphonse and I were going to come through the gate and come back to you."

"Edward, I-," Winry began but stopped in midsentence. Edward gazed at her worriedly and saw why she'd quit talking. He stared horrifingly at the black, snake-like arms ascending towards her from the still open doors of the Gate. Winry screamed as she began being pulled back towards the Gate, the terrible sounds Edward remembered so well, issuing from it.

"No! I will NOT let you take Winry! You aren't taking her away from me!" the golden-haired man screamed, clinging tightly onto her body. "YOU DON'T TOUCH HER!"

It was to no avail, the creatures from the Gate were pulling Winry roughly out of Edward's arms, dragging her into hell. She was being gravitated harsly backward, her hands reaching for his. "EDWAAAAAAAARD!" she screamed, desperately trying to grasp onto him.

"NO WINRY! DON'T TAKE HER AWAY FROM ME PLEASE!" the young man pleaded as he raced towards her, but it seemed the closer he got to her, the quicker she was pulled from him. What he saw next, sent Edward to his knees. In the exact same way that Al had, her body began disentigrating right before his very eyes, her vanishing screams piercing the air with an echo. "NO! I WON'T LET YOU TAKE AWAY FROM ME!" Edward bellowed as he raced for the doors to the Gate, but just as he approached them they slammed shut, leaving him alone to stand behind them once more.

"NO! YOU BASTARDS! OPEN IT BACK UP! GIVE ME WINRY BACK! YOU ARE NOT GOING TO TAKE HER LIKE YOU DID MY LITTLE BROTHER! SHE DIDN'T DO ANYTHING TO DESERVE THIS!" Edward had lept back on his feet and was desperately pounding on the doors with his fists. Nothing happened, just distilled silence and the boy slid back down to his knees once more, pressing his forehead against the doors of the gate in agony. "How could you do this? Winry didn't deserve this. I didn't deserve this! How could you take her away from me?" he whimpered tears stinging his eyes. The blond's fists were still pressed firmly into the markings on the doors. "How?"

"Brother! Brother!" cried out Alphonse's voice, sounding very far away. His brain was becoming clouded and his vision foggy.

"A-Al..," Edward's fists dropped from the doors and he fell onto his side, hugging himself as though trying to rid himself of the pain and lonliness.

"Brother! Wake up! You're having a nightmare!"

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Please don't spam my deviations with your hate comments in regards to this pairing and no flaming the pairing or my opinions! Thank you!! <3

Description
Here it is folks! Edward's worst nightmare, literally. This whole drawing is a dream sequence that I just wrote in my most recent chapter, Chapter 6 of my story Anywhere but Here. For those of you that don't read the story, I'll go ahead and put the dialogue down for you to check out ^_^ I also decided to soft shade this one as well ^_^ Hope you enjoy! Oh and I know his automail was drawn on the wrong arm >.< I'm sorry. I'm not a newb! I just wasn't freakin' paying attention. I'm an idiot *facepalm*

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'It's cold...really cold...Where am I? What's going on here?'

Edward's amber orbs fought to open as a bright light filled his vision. He blinked rapidly, trying to allow his eyes to adjust to the light that surrounded him. He was no longer laying in his bed. The place was freezing and Edward could feel goosebumps rising all over his skin. The blond sat up and rubbed his eyes, trying to gather his senses. He stood up and realized he was standing in whitespace. "What the...where in the hell am I?" He hugged his body as a fresh wave of shivers cascaded down himself. Edward began walking forward, not knowing what was going on or where he was for that matter.

"Hello!" he called out, his voice echoing around him.

He could feel an extremely familiar, eerie sensation from behind him, and Edward whirled around coming face to face with the thing that he most dreaded to see but at the same time longed to see...the Gate. It's massive pillars held the giant, engraved double doors up and the blonde just stopped in his tracks, rooted to the spot and stared. "Hey! I didn't come back here on my own!" he cried out insistently at the doors. "Don't take anymore of my limbs!"

The double doors creaked as they slowly began opening, eminating a phosphorous light from the inside. Edward fell backward a few steps, shielding his eyes from the massive, yellow and white glow, brighter than the whitespace he'd been standing in just moments ago. "What on earth?" he inquired, golden orbs squinting. Something was coming through the gate right for him. It was familiar to him, the figure was donned in white and as it came closer, it began taking form. It was a woman, shapely but thin. Her hair was tied up in the back just as he'd last seen it, her long waves of blonde cascading down the sides of her face and her bangs brushed to the side as always. Her eyes were closed and she had a peaceful smile on her face. The older Elric felt his breath catch in his throat as he tried to gasp at the image before him. Was this real?

"Win-ry?" he questioned quietly and incredulously.

The girl opened her eyes, revealing astonishing blue irises at him and she smiled, holding out her arms. "Edward," his name left her lips.

"Winry!" he exclaimed softly, the two now running towards each other. They fell into one another's arms, holding onto each other for dearl life as if they never wanted to let go. Her body felt so warm to his touch, and she felt solid and real. She was truly here. He was back together with Winry again. Nothing seemed to matter at this point, except for her as he enveloped in her. Everything was the same; the touch of her skin, the caress of her hair, her scent, all of it was. All of the things the older Elric wanted to say to her raced through his mind and he opened his mouth to speak, but no words came out. It was as if the moment his thoughts hit his tongue, they just slipped away through his fingers before he could catch them. Winry just smiled at him as the two loosed their grips slightly but still held onto each other. She placed a slender finger on his lips and smiled.

"You don't have to say it, Edward," she told him, that knowing look in her blue eyes. "I already know."

"Winry," he reiterated, running his automail hand down her cheek. She closed her eyes and leaned in towards it. "I missed you so much. How did you get back to me? Alphonse and I were going to come through the gate and come back to you."

"Edward, I-," Winry began but stopped in midsentence. Edward gazed at her worriedly and saw why she'd quit talking. He stared horrifingly at the black, snake-like arms ascending towards her from the still open doors of the Gate. Winry screamed as she began being pulled back towards the Gate, the terrible sounds Edward remembered so well, issuing from it.

"No! I will NOT let you take Winry! You aren't taking her away from me!" the golden-haired man screamed, clinging tightly onto her body. "YOU DON'T TOUCH HER!"

It was to no avail, the creatures from the Gate were pulling Winry roughly out of Edward's arms, dragging her into hell. She was being gravitated harsly backward, her hands reaching for his. "EDWAAAAAAAARD!" she screamed, desperately trying to grasp onto him.

"NO WINRY! DON'T TAKE HER AWAY FROM ME PLEASE!" the young man pleaded as he raced towards her, but it seemed the closer he got to her, the quicker she was pulled from him. What he saw next, sent Edward to his knees. In the exact same way that Al had, her body began disentigrating right before his very eyes, her vanishing screams piercing the air with an echo. "NO! I WON'T LET YOU TAKE AWAY FROM ME!" Edward bellowed as he raced for the doors to the Gate, but just as he approached them they slammed shut, leaving him alone to stand behind them once more.

"NO! YOU BASTARDS! OPEN IT BACK UP! GIVE ME WINRY BACK! YOU ARE NOT GOING TO TAKE HER LIKE YOU DID MY LITTLE BROTHER! SHE DIDN'T DO ANYTHING TO DESERVE THIS!" Edward had lept back on his feet and was desperately pounding on the doors with his fists. Nothing happened, just distilled silence and the boy slid back down to his knees once more, pressing his forehead against the doors of the gate in agony. "How could you do this? Winry didn't deserve this. I didn't deserve this! How could you take her away from me?" he whimpered tears stinging his eyes. The blond's fists were still pressed firmly into the markings on the doors. "How?"

"Brother! Brother!" cried out Alphonse's voice, sounding very far away. His brain was becoming clouded and his vision foggy.

"A-Al..," Edward's fists dropped from the doors and he fell onto his side, hugging himself as though trying to rid himself of the pain and lonliness.

"Brother! Wake up! You're having a nightmare!"

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Please don't spam my deviations with your hate comments in regards to this pairing and no flaming the pairing or my opinions! Thank you!! <3