I Pray the Lord my Soul to Take (original) (raw)

Since I posted last I couldn't get this out of my head, so I wrote it down and tweaked it a bit before deciding it's just so twisted I can't help but post.

Disclaimer: Don't own FMA.

AN: I've just been on a binge for this story. I've gone through two different versions of Greed approaching Elysia now, but I like this hiding outside her bedroom like some twisted Boogieman was just too perfect. I hope I give someone else some inspiration with this, because I keep getting ideas.

I Pray The Lord, My Soul to Take

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Mama and Daddy used to help me pray, I’d say a prayer to God thanking him for my dinner, my clothes, my toys, and my family. I’d also say a prayer to watch out for Big Brother Edward, Big Brother Al, and all my Aunts and Uncles. It was fun, Daddy would kneel next to me and put his elbows on my bed, but he’d get all scrunched up because my bed was so short.

I would sometimes pray by myself, asking God to take care of my family. Mama said not to ask for anything for me, so I asked God to help my family. The days Daddy came home extra happy or Big Brother Edward and Big Brother Al came over excited, those were night I thanked God really hard.

When Daddy was put in the box it was hard to thank God, why’d I have to thank him for taking away my Daddy? He was my Daddy, God didn’t need him. I told Mama that and she held me close and told me that God didn’t take Daddy, bad people put Daddy in the box. I told her I was going to ask God to hurt the bad people and Mama told me it was bad to do that. God was to thank, not to ask to hurt people. I didn’t tell Mama that I wanted God’s help so she would stop crying.

I started to pray every night that Daddy was happy and then thank God for the rest of my family, especially Mama. I forgave God for letting the bad men put Daddy in the box. I felt good forgiving God and I told Mama. Mama smiled at me and told me I was a very good girl. It made me happy that Mama thought I was a very good girl.

When Mama put me in the dark place I had begged God to help, it’s what God’s supposed to do when you need him. I was sure God heard me that time because I found Uncle Falman, until Uncle Falman had come back from where Mama was supposed to be without Mama. I asked him a lot of questions, but he took me to Aunt Riza.

Aunt Riza told me it was okay to be mad and upset, but she said what Mama said, God didn’t do it, bad people did. She also told me that I should be happy for Mama, because Mama was with Daddy. I was happy for Mama, but I wanted to be with Daddy too. I wanted to be with Mama and Daddy again, I told that to Aunt Riza and she told me I would be, a long, long time, after I had grown up and had babies and grandbabies.

I prayed to God to watch my Mama and Daddy for me while I was here and let them know I loved them very much, and I asked him to help Uncle Falman find Big Brother Edward, Big Brother Al, Uncle Roy, and all the people he had to find.

Now I pray to Mama and Daddy because I know it’s wrong to ask God to do something for me, but I’m so scared. I pray to Mama and Daddy to ask God to help me. The Dollie-Daddy is coming for me, he tells me so at night when he sits outside my window. Aunt Schieszka doesn’t believe me, she told me she’s going to make a special doctor’s appointment for me, but I’m not lying and I’m not making it up. I ask Mama and Daddy to talk to God, to get him to help me, I know I’m a little girl, but I’m telling the truth, why don’t the adults believe me?

“It’s time,” the Dollie-Daddy laughed outside my window and I wished I was home with Mama and Daddy, that we were saying our prayers next to my short bed and that Big Brother Ed was sitting with Big Brother Al while I went to bed.
“N-n-n-ow I lay m-me down to s-s-sl-leep…” I cried as I hid under the blankets, crying to Mama and Daddy and God as I heard the window break. “I p-p-pray the L-l-l-lord my s-s-s-s-s-s-soul to keep…”
“If you die before you wake…” a voice growled and the blanket was pulled off of me so hard I fell over. I looked up at the Dollie-Daddy and I screamed.

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I don't know if I should do a special entry for Elysia's thoughts as she dies or just leave it with her getting grabbed out of her room by the Dollie-Daddy and then the process of Greed forcing Pride to make his....daughter. Please give me some feedback ^^