Disclaimer: I do not own Ed, Al, Roy or even Hughes… Fallman and Havoc are being negotiated.

Reference: Well I had this idea and it would NOT leave my head until I wrote it down, so I was prompted to write it so I could basically sleep at night so to say. Well read and review to let me know how this turns out.

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© Bones
© Plot, Chelsea Silverman

WARNING: Takes place during and AFTER the last episode, 51. Big Spoilers.

Sins of the Blood

Chapter 1: The Gate

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He had already died, already been to the other side, but in a twisted fate he was brought back by his brother. Transmutation circles donning on his entire body, real flesh and blood limbs instead of cold metal included he placed his hands on the gigantic circle beneath him pouring his entire soul into the forbidden taboo he was attempting.

"Please," he whispered into the distance. "Let this work, for the sake of my brother." With his last words a giant circle of light engulfed his figure while he could feel his present body wavering away.

Looking down he could see his left leg fading off into the distance, before his right arm then disappeared. Eyes laden with sadness turned upward into a glance of determination. He was going to do this, it was going to work. With that last thought the light grew even more bright, before consuming the entire building and retreating in an instant. Edward Elric nowhere to be seen, his memory living on in the mind of those he touched in his short 15 years of life searching for the object of his affection. It started out as a simple search for a simple object before the truth was told and his life so sadly and abruptly taken away from beneath his young adolescence.

Slipping so sadly away his body was taken, his mind lost and a young boy replaced where he had once been. Stirring so slightly he opened his eyes only to move his blonde hair back and fourth in a daze. It was the beginning of an end, and an existence so sorely forgotten.

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It was quite he realized as he opened his eyes. It was quite, yet it wasn't a comfortable silence. He felt groggy, sick and misplaced. Supporting his body with his right hand he looked down at his arm. The poorly made substitute of an arm scoured his vision taunting his missing flesh.

Glancing down at his tattered pants he winced as his chest heaved in pain. More metal he realized as his pain subsided. His leg and arm once again were missing from the rest of his body as they had once before. A small yet subtle smile crossed his features as he remembered the feeling if only for a second of satisfaction that he felt once regaining his limbs. But of course as all things must come to an end, he once again gave his life to protect the one thing in the world that mattered to him.

Slowing testing his ability he stood if not wobbly to his feet regaining upward posture. Hands lifelessly hanging at his side, chest heaving in pain and tiredness he let out a grunt if only to reassure himself he had some life left in his body.

Looking forward he found the start and now the end to it all. The Gate. What he once thought was the one and only truth of the world, the source of his endless alchemy abilities, the giver and taker of human and homunculus life.

The large gray doors held height looming over his worn out body as if mocking his current situation. So this is what it had come down to, the price for his sins and the judgment for his actions.

It was almost unbelievable, that his life had ended in such a short span of time. He finally had achieved his goal. He had obtained the object of his passion, the item he dreamt about and gave anything to reach. But at the cost that it was obtained, it hardly seemed worth it anymore.

Equivalent trade. His true, sole belief and that one and only truth was thrown back in his face in the most unsuspected way. Who would have thought the great Full Metal Alchemist knew in reality nothing of which he preached to the rest of the world. Equivalent trade now was nothing more than a fleeting dream with only a fraction of the truth to it. Sometimes the only one and true repent for the sins you had committed was not a lifetime of repent or a search for an answer you may never find, but your own blood as the sacrifice for the greater cause.

It was sickening to know that he had spent his entire lifetime searching for a stone that held no more power than the life of a few hundred human beings. That he himself had manipulated, and hurt countless people in order to achieve what he believed was the one truth.

This gate was the start of it all, the beginning of his entire journey and the holder of the knowledge to another world without alchemy, its own human lives supplying his world with the power of alchemy.

Starring ahead with eyes lost in a world of there own regret his mechanical leg moved a step forward slowly and almost with the motion of a zombie.

He wasted his brother's life to allow his own selfishness prevail. His other leg took a step forward with the same motion the previous one before it had taken. He had finally figured out the secret to the other world and its people. The core to alchemy. He understood the relationship between the gates vortex and his own world and the other. He knew vast knowledge beyond most ever knew in a lifetime. He experienced love, hate, scorn, trust, betrayal, regret and even pain.

His life was short, but it was full. With a small smile on his face and the knowledge he had given his life to his brother so that he would be able to live on without any of the memories to plague his mind of the past, and the hope and trust that the people now could live on in peace with all of his friends in happiness he walked forward slowly both mechanical and human arm stretched outward towards the gates.

White gloves reaching the hard cold surface of the door he put all his effort into pushing the massive slabs open. Black arms coming out to embrace his entire body he walked forward to await his fate his body disappearing into the darkness, giggles and vice laughing drowning out the sound of the doors closing behind him sealing both his mind and body inside.

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A/N: Cliffy? I hope not too much of one! That was easy to write, along with painless but VERY emotional. Hope I can continue this Fic soon, and be able to juggle this along with my other two at the same time… with also the daunting task of school interfering. Well I will be trying my hardest to get the next chapter out as soon as possible, give me about a week or so? Well hope you enjoyed, Please review and let me know how you thought it was… I can say without a doubt, the more reviews I get, the faster that chapters will come out thanks to you alls inspiration :wink:
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Also: Be sure to check out my other Fictions "The Sword Style" and "Deception."