Fic Update - The Source of Sorrow Chapter Two

The Source of Sorrow
Disclaimer - not mine, all characters belong to Hiromu Arakawa et al, Square Enix and funimition.
Pairing – Eventually Roy/Riza but starts out Roy/OC, Riza/OC
Rating – R (for adult situations)
Time Line – anime based, future fic after that movie, with some manga elements like Xing, where Roy learned his alchemy and Armstrong’s other, older sister
Summary – Roy knows he has made a complete and total mess of his life but is he getting a second chance?
Author’s Note #1– This was written for the challenge put forth by tiptoeinthesnow and she wanted some speculation on whether or not Roy would end up as Fuhrer and some romance (okay this is far more angst than romance.) Also, the spark of this story came before the challenge after hearing some songs by Hinder and a few others (I could easily suggest a listening soundtrack for this one). Special thanks to ishte, mulzrulz, and mjules for helping me with the movie details (since I was unable to actually make it through the movie) and thanks to evil_little_dog and mulzrulz for the beta
Author's Note #2 - if you saw an earlier draft of this, there have been some important changes

( Chapter Two )

onto chapter three

Seriously brain? What?

It's been a week of spiders (understandable since it's getting cold and they're moving inside). Friday it started off with one in my bathroom sink. Bet he didn't know I could spit Crest with accuracy. Then that day at work at least three different people (including the science secretary and one prof) wanted to give me/make me catch monstrously large wolf spiders. Thanks. No.

THis morning I got up too early then went back to bed and had one of those dreams where you're kinda half awake but you're paralyzed. I dreamt a HUGE spider kept yo yoing down over my bed, furry with black and silver hairs and I wanted to run but couldn't move out of the bed at all. And even if i could there were zombie white mice running around on the floor. Finally the spider landed on the bed and I crushed it with my bed spread.

I wake up but fall back asleep long enough to dream about two women in long black skirts and heels being made to stand on a floral circular cast iron grate that was red hot and burning thru their shoes. WTF?

I want to sue my brain for divorce.