Times of Change
Disclaimer: I don't own Fullmetal Alchemist Brotherhood, but I do own any original OC's.
Prologue
It was a warm night at the harbor the wind making a gentle breeze that moved calmly along with the sound of the ocean waters. On the edge of the harbor was a warehouse with the number 15 at the top painted in red that stood out from the faded brown coloring of the warehouse. The warehouse has no windows but a single large half open door in the front with a light emitting to the outside.
Inside there is one man sitting on chair in front of a brown table with white small packages scattered over it, wrapped securely with brown twine. The man has his arms folded over his chest; he's wearing a light gray shirt that looks a little heavy on him along with blue jeans and some black sneakers. A hand runs through his short black hair as a sigh escapes his lips and he adjusts the dark sunglasses on his light black face, effectively covering his eyes.
He takes a look at the table stand calendar and takes a glance at the date; July 7 in big blue bolded letters. Before he looks to the bottom for the year he hears a car come to a halt outside and a few doors opening. He turns his head to the right of the door but continues to sit in the chair.
From outside five men come in four of which carrying assault rifles except one guy who stood at the front. The four guys behind him were dressed in the same black business suits with red ties and brown shoes, each standing tall to 6'1 and were carrying their guns pointed down on the ground with their eyes on the man still sitting in the chair.
The man in the front wearing a white suit with a black tie and sporting black shoes that looked like they were recently polished steps forward towards the man in the chair until he gets up.
The man in the white suit sports a smile on his face showing off some of the gold teeth on the canines in his mouth.
"Good to see you again Drake, I hope we weren't too late," Said the man in the white suit.
Drake looks at the digital watch on his right wrist. "9:32, not enough for me to worry and start packing up but enough to make an entrance Ronald." Said Drake
"You know me always one to be fashionably late," says Ronald as he smiles again flashing his gold that matches his long blonde hair.
A small smile appears on Drake's face.
Ronald then turns his attention to the white packages on the brown table.
"You aren't one to disappoint either, always managing to get the good stuff in the least expected places." Said Ronald
"The least expected the less likely a cop or some random stooge is going to waltz right in on a deal," Drake said placing a hand on the brown table.
Ronald walks up a bit and picks up a white package. He takes a big sniff from it and his mouth starts to water.
"Alchamix, the rarest drug known to this land and the hardest to get especially with the ingredients," Ronald said his eyes never leaving the bag.
"A friend owed me a few favors, nothing special; I got it from him at a steal. He seemed too burned out from taking the shit to realize how much he was giving away at such a price of 10 grand," said Drake finishing with a laugh.
Ronald put down the bag and turned back to Drake taking a brief glance at his guards who were still standing at their places guns still pointed to the ground, eyes still firmly locked on Drake. They were in some kind of V formation with a good clear view of Drake.
"There have been reports of a few other gangs getting rounded to jail by meeting with a few unknown dealers. The remaining three of the toughest people I have in my business are sitting in a cold empty jail cell has we speak," Said Ronald his smile going to a frown.
Drake had a small frown on his face. "I have been known on these streets for almost a year now. These reports have only come up about four months ago, around the same time I made you our first deal." He said
Amusement was shown in Ronald's light blue eyes. "Have you heard the story of how warehouse 15 was made? I was surprised that you would pick this warehouse of all places," he said moving in front of Drake with a smirk.
Drake raised an eyebrow.
"When this harbor was first built some decades ago the contractor was secretly using this place to smuggle illegal slaves all women from Xing, in a fit of rage his crew turned against him when they found out and in quick haste they butchered him and with his blood painted the number 15 on top of the warehouse. No charges made on the crew and they were each given a medal for services to the state," Said Ronald as he put his left hand inside his suit. "I don't care much for the fact that they painted the numbers but I do care that they turned on him so easily after working with him for five years. The contractor should have known you need a loyal crew to support you no matter what, like mine, I have trained crews working for me but slowly they are dwindling in numbers," he said this while showing off his golden canines by opening his mouth slightly more than he had to.
Ronald snapped his fingers and his guards raised their guns and pointed them at Drake.
"I am sorry my dealer but I cannot allow such precious packages you have shown me to be sold. I will however take them for free," Ronald said with a quick glance at the white packages.
"The look of greed you show in your eyes is quite pitiful." Said Drake
Ronald slowly narrowed his eyes as the Drake made his comment.
"That story you told me by the way was missing a few key plot details." Drake said
"Oh really know I must have forgotten them please enlighten me," Ronald said with a smirk.
"Gladly, the contractor brought in 20 women slaves from Xing and it was only when he got them here did he realize he fucked up on the order and had five extra. In his hurry to get rid of unneeded extras he didn't realize that he could have simply sold the five extras to some other pervert and make a little extra money on the side. He didn't even think to keep them for himself before he decided to just butcher the five. He selected what he considered the ugliest of the women and the ones who looked as if they had too much fight in them, the less the fight the better right? Only he butchered them as soon as his crew came back from lunch, I guess he wasn't good with time, so they heard the screaming just in time to barge in and see the contractor with a knife and stabbing the fifth girl who was still putting up a fight even after a blow or two to the stomach," Drake said looking in to Ronald's eyes through his sunglasses.
Roland continued to stare into his shades never able to see past his eyes. Roland knew for a fact that Drake wasn't an Ishvalen his skin was too dark but Drake always wore those sunglasses whenever they meet never taking them off not even once.
Drake continued, "The crew were from Xing and in their sudden burst of rage they didn't hesitate to quickly subdue the contractor who was paralyzed with fear and quickly take the knife. It was one to ten the odds against the contractor even though he knew his crew for five years his act was deemed unforgivable in their eyes and they dragged him outside and each of them stabbed him five times in memory of women from their fallen homeland. One crew member would later count the girls who weren't stabbed and dipping his fingers in the contractors spilled blood he would make out the number 15 at the top," he said this with a small smile.
"Interesting, so it looks like another bloody corpse will be added to the history of 15," Ronald said opening his mouth and showing the four golden canines.
He drew back his left hand and from his suit he pulled out a small pistol.
Before he could point it at Drake however in a flash Drake grabbed Ronald by the bag of his suit and spun him around. In confusion Ronald almost dropped the pistol and it would have hit the ground if Drake didn't catch it and point it towards Ronald's right cheek, the pistol now firmly in his right hand.
He was using Ronald has a meat shield and a hostage but Drake knew Ronald would never tell his guards to fire on himself he was one of those cowardly men with more greed than courage. Drake had to bend his knees slightly to match Ronald's height of 5'10 seeing as Drake stood at 6'1.
Sure enough he felt Ronald shaking.
"Don't move or this fucker will need a new set of golden teeth. Lower your weapons now." Drake said
"Do as he says," Ronald said still shaking.
The guards slowly lowered their weapons except for one guard at the far left hand corner who kept his raised and pointed at Drake.
"I said lower your weapons! It seems you don't quite have your crew well trained after all." Said Drake
Drake moved the barrel closer towards Ronald's cheek.
"Lower your weapon, that's and order." Said Ronald
The guard didn't even flinch.
"You got something to do? Well then go for it hot shot you know what to do if you got the balls," said Drake a smirk on his face.
Ronald was pleading with his eyes at the guard and slowly moving his hands downward motion towards the ground.
The guard smiled as one guard looked at him in confusion. Without even a slight hint of hesitation the guard moved his gun and shot the three other guards in front of him in a blaze of bullets that ended with the guards falling to the ground, blood slowly oozing out of their heads.
"About time I thought you wouldn't do it for a second and make me do all the hard work." Said Drake
He let go of Ronald's coat and kicked him to the ground and stood at his full height. Ronald fell face palmed the dirty cement floor and quickly turned around to face the barrel of a gun.
The guard moved towards the two, lowering his weapon.
"I was going to do it, just wanted to see you if you would go out of the plan," Said the guard in his muscular voice that matched with his jet black hair and brown eyes.
Drake muttered a quick "whatever", still keeping the gun pointed at the shaking Roland on the floor.
"I give you tons of money if you let me go, as much as you want and I won't think about this incident ever again," Ronald said in a small pleading voice.
Drake smirked "Money! I don't care for your money I want a bigger prize called information. Tell me all you know about that fireworks display that happened last week in midtown." He said cocking back the gun.
"Fireworks at midtown, oh you mean the shooting at the club there." Said Ronald
"No I mean the ones from the fair, of course the shooting. You were seen getting into a limo a few moments before the shooting took place and killed 25 people and wounded 10." Drake said
"I don't know anything, I was just told to leave that's all," Ronald said shaking even more.
"By who, I want a name and a description of who told you to leave." Said Drake
"I don't remember." Said Ronald
"You better have a good sense of memory real fast otherwise I'm going to break 15 of your bones to help jog your memory," Drake said smiling enough for Ronald to see that all of his teeth were perfectly pointed and looked sharp.
"You'd better tell him when he makes a threat he means it." The guard said
"It was a big guy he had green eyes and was bald. He had white skin and he had this creepy smile on his face when he told me to leave and I certainly wasn't going to try to stay." Ronald said
"Tell me his name." Drake demanded
"I don't know." Ronald said
"Tell me his name or else yours will be read in the obituary section of the newspaper right next to the words chewed up," Drake said while clenching his left hand into a fist.
"I don't know his actual name but I heard from some of my sources that he known as Snake Eyes," Ronald said turning pale.
"Snake Eyes that sounds like a weird name." the guard said
"It's not a real name but a street name to help gain respect of some sort." Said Drake
"Please don't hurt me." Said Ronald
"I'm not the one you should be asking that, that's something you should be saving for in the county." Said Drake
A look of horror went over Ronald's face. "NO! I can't go there! I made a few enemies there and they'll tear me apart if I set foot in there." Ronald said
"That's not my problem. It's yours. In your own search of personal greed you back stabbed the wrong people, a foolish mistake," Drake said with a smirk.
"But what if I told you something else?" asked Ronald
"What other information could you have that is of use to me?" asked Drake
"I heard something else was going down. Tomorrow, I heard a few regulars of my club yesterday say that a plan was in motion a BIG plan." Ronald said
"What kind of big plan?" the guard asked
"I didn't find out about the plan until I questioned one them he was pretty drunk when I asked him but he said guys in robes and he mentioned something about…" here Ronald was cut off.
BOOM!
Everyone turned to the explosion that destroyed the wall; it left a huge hole in its place. Another noise erupted from outside the hole and Drake turned to look at Ronald just in time to see a bullet go through his head effectively killing him.
As his corpse feel to the ground Drake and the guard immediately ran outside to a group of five people in the dark wearing cloaks.
Drake brought up his gun as well as the guard and fired on the five guys in cloaks. The bullets didn't even reach them when one of the guys got down and placed his hands on the ground and they disappeared in a flash of blue lightning.
Drake and the guard rushed to where the guys used to be at and saw a transmutation circle with scratches on it.
"Damn. They killed our witness right before hey squealed and they got away." Drake said
"At least now I can drop this disguise." Said the guard
All of a sudden the guard changed, he got smaller and dropped down from 6'2 to 5'3 and the body became more feminine. The hair turned black and the figure turned smaller as the skin turned from white to Philippine.
The only thing that remained the same was the outfit but it had shrunk to fit the new body of the user.
"I still don't see why I had to help you bring Ronald of all people down you could have handled it Envy," Drake said while scratching the back of his head.
"I thought you might want in on a little more action, you always seem to want more than what you get." Envy said
"It's in my name so don't sound surprise about me wanting more." Drake said
"I know Greed," Envy said pulling her rifle up and laying it on her shoulder.
"We better get back to base the others will want to hear this development. After all why kill a small guy if he didn't have big information." Greed said
Greed took off his sunglasses and revealed his perfect red eyes that looked like two circles of deep red blood.
"What about the packages?" Envy asked
"There just large amounts of pure Cain sugar scented with honey. People can't tell the difference." Said Greed
As they walked in the direction out of the harbor to a black car the wind blows by warehouse 15. Out from the hole the table stand calendar flies out and lands on the ground reading; New Amestris, July 7, 2017.
Amestris, July 8, 1917.
It has almost a complete year since the final battle with Father, the anniversary of the battle coming up in about two weeks.
It was one of those bright sunny mornings where you wonder why the hell you would be out there this early. Then you look at the sun, listen to the chirping of the birds, smell the allure of nature, enjoy the peace and quiet and you remember.
You want to relax and be alone, escape the labor of a certain wrench wielding mechanic who thinks it's her mission in life to treat you like a trained monkey at a zoo. Except a monkey doesn't have to paint a house, run back and forth to the grocery store and more importantly GET HIT BY A WRENCH IF THEY BACK TALK!
This was Edwards Elric's life for about a year.
His brother Alphonse Elric had just gotten his body back during the climax of the battle with Father and Ed had paid the price by giving up his Alchemy. A price he deemed worth to get his brother back the body he deserved after years of waiting.
Ed was lying in the grass in front of the workshop he called home for months now. It was auto mail shop in Resembool where his friend/mechanic Winry Rockbell worked and stayed as well. Since Ed and Al moved in Al spent time recovering and Ed was sent to work…. Sounded fair right?
It was only a few months ago did Al finally have his full strength back and help Ed in his tasks of labor did Ed complain less about the work and ended with a few headaches since then.
Ed raised his right arm and couldn't help but smile at it. So long had he just been used to seeing metal glowing in the sun but now he could feel the sun on his arm and feel things when he touched them. He didn't really care for the fact that he still had a metal left leg but you can't always get everything you lost back.
He learned that the hard way.
But that's the past and now he didn't want to think about the past. Right now he wanted to think about a few days of relaxing since Winry had gone to Rush Valley for an automail convention. It was yesterday when she received her invitation in the mail and excitedly packed to go, leaving that same afternoon but not before giving Ed a few things to look out for about his leg and a warning to the boys if the house wasn't intact if she got back.
Ed was going to enjoy his days off.
"Brother," Said a familiar voice.
Ed got up to his feet, a little grumpy that his morning peace was disrupted but it was his little brother calling him and Ed felt a sense of duty to come if Al called him.
Ed was wearing the same pants and boots he always wore but he had on a plain white shirt instead of his usual red coat. He walked into the living room to see Al in blue jeans and a green shirt looking through a large book.
"Yes." Said Ed
"I came to ask what you thought of this," Al said showing Ed the book.
Ed took a look at the page of the book and looked up at Al in shock.
"YOU WANT TO USE ALCHEMY FOR TELRPORTATION," he yelled his mouth hanging open.
"Yes I think it could be put to some good use," Al said calmly while closing Ed's mouth.
"Where…"
"Dr. Marcoh gave it to me a week ago, left a note saying he thought we could put it to much better use."
"I'm not surprised he would send it."
Al smiled as Ed said this little revelation. Then Ed looked at Al with a devilish smile on his face.
"I say we try it," Ed said looking at the page in a way Al new would lead to trouble.
"I don't think that would be a good idea brother," Al said with a slight frown.
"Winrys not here and there's no one to see us do anything." Ed said
"I don't know."
"All were going to do is draw the transmutation circle, nothing will happen unless someone draws the circle elsewhere."
Al put a hand to his chin. "Sure who else could draw the same circle," he said sporting a small smile.
5 minutes later they walked outside Ed holding the book and Al holding two pieces of chalk. They decided to do the circle outside, not wanting to take any risks inside the house in fear of Winry. Ed read a few pages of the book and shared his thoughts with Al and together they both drew the transmutation circle in the dirt a few yards away from the house. It looked like a regular circle except it had three extra lines going down the front and a side going down both the left and right of the circle.
"There, that wasn't so bad," Ed said wiping his hands together to clear the chalk on them. He then looked at Al. "How do you teleport through this exactly?" he asked
"All you have to do is stand on the circle and if someone who drew the circle elsewhere but in reverse order can teleport you to their location. Seeing as we drew the circle that's meant for transportation." Said Al
Ed calmly walked on the circle and looked down on it.
"Brother I don't think that you should stand on it," Al said with a worried look.
"Nothing's going to happen and besides learning about this could be real useful in the future." Ed said
Not seeing anything wrong with that or maybe it was too early for any straight thinking Al walked into the circle with his brother for a closer look. The book he got from Marcoh under his arm.
"See nothing." Ed said
"Ok now can we get out of it." Said Al
Just then the circle started to light up in a flash of red. Ed and Al were unable to move from there spots as the circle continued to light up and flash underneath their feet.
"Ed"
"Yes Al"
"I told you so."
"Shut up"
A second flash of light and the two Elric brothers disappeared, the circle now being covered in scratches.
Blue lights and darkness. That's all Ed could remember when he slowly started to wake up, that and the feeling that his body was spineless and he was stretching through holes. He felt like he was on his back laying on a stone floor.
He felt his right arm and a wave of relieve went through his head as he felt it. He still could feel the weight of his left leg on him when he slightly moved, which was another good thing.
But when he opened his eyes he almost forgot about feeling something good in his head.
He looked around saw a few guys in black robes surrounding him. He sat up and looked down to see Al lying on his stomach unconscious with the book in his left hand. Ed quickly looked around and noticed that they were in some kind of dim lighted room, with more stone walls and carved on one of them was a circle with an A on it and a triangle going through the left of it.
It might have been the room, the symbol or the guys in robes but something made Ed think this was a cult of some kind. At the moment Ed felt he needed to get him and his brother out of here. He tried to speak but he couldn't his throat felt a little too raw and he felt too much strain on it try to make words.
BOOM!
The door at the end of corner came off with a loud explosion and weird green gas started coming in slow from the door.
But that's not what got Ed's attention; it was the people that came from the door.
They wore what looked like military armor from what Ed could tell and had on weird looking masks on their faces. The masks had two small circles over the eyes and two little swirly things coming from the corners of the mouth, the top looked like a dark metal hat that seemed to fit the dark mask.
He didn't know what was weirder; the guys in the robes or the guys in freaky looking masks.
At the moment however that thought could be pondered later.
That's when the guys in the robes tried to from the looks of things scramble away… in a room… with the only door blocked by the guys in the masks….. That's going to help a lot.
It wasn't much of a surprise when one of the people in masks pulled out a gun, a kind Ed had never seen before, and shot the guys in robes in the head their bodies falling to the ground.
That's when their attention turned to Ed and Al. Al still being unconscious and Ed feeling outnumbered since he couldn't use his alchemy and all these people whom Ed quickly counted were 10 in all.
Two of which looked feminine from what Ed could tell.
One of them, a guy who looked pretty short, pointed towards him and they all seem to nod their heads in union. The tallest one there slowly started walking over to Ed and Al.
Ed quickly got to his feet; he was determined to protect his brother from whatever the hell these guys were.
Surely they would know he didn't mean any harm, he had no weapon and he wasn't wearing a robe like the others were.
He was sure he would have been shot if he had.
The tall guy stopped a few feet in front of Ed and literally had to look down to see him something that pissed Ed off to no end. The guy reminded him of how tall Al was when he was trapped in that suit of armor, but he seemed to be taller than that hell he even looked taller than major Armstrong.
Ed didn't even blink never taking his eyes off this big guy, just waiting for him to make the first move.
But it wasn't the big guy that moved.
No it was another guy that swiftly moved from behind the big guy and past by Ed. In one swift motion Al was over this guy's shoulder and the book was in his left hand. Ed turned around his eyes showing nothing but hate and anger. His lips drawing back into a snarl Ed raised a fist to strike but instead felt a hand on his neck and a little crack.
That was enough for Ed to fall into the arms of the big guy who effortlessly flung Ed on his shoulder and walked with the other guys in the masks to the door followed closely by the guy who had Al on his shoulder.
Bright lights, a comfy bed, and the feeling of freshness greeted Ed when he woke up.
He stared for a minute at the white celling with those bright lights and immediately realized he was in a hospital.
Then flashes of guys with robes and the freaks in masks taking Al caused him to sit up. He was lying on top of the covers in a bed and he still had all of his clothes on. His throat felt a hell of a lot better, almost like it was never sore in the first place.
He looked to the left and saw Al, his eyes slowly opening and blinking rapidly. Then Al sat up and even started to sweat a little.
"Al, don't worry I'm here," Ed said moving off the bed and standing up.
"Ed where are we?" Al asked
Ed took note that Al was still fully clothed shoes and all as he was.
"I think we were kidnapped." Ed said "But some kidnappers they didn't take anything."
Al then looked around the somewhat small white room and his eyes went wide.
"Brother the book is gone," He said in a voice of worry.
"Dammit all." Ed said. "They might have taken it when they brought us here."
"Who…"
"I don't know but let's get out of here; we'll grab the book if we can."
Nodding his head Al and Ed slowly headed towards the door to their left and slowly opened it.
They opened the door to reveal long gray corridor that split into two paths at the end. Without a word the brothers walked until they meet the split near the end.
"Which way do we go?" asked Al
"I say left." Said Ed
"Then maybe we should go to the right you know how you are with directions Ed." Said Al
"I have a fine sense of direction thank you very much. So I say we should go to the right" Said Ed
"No you have to go down left." Said a deep voice
The brothers spun around and saw a man with dark brown hair that looked like it had been combed at the top. He was wearing a light blue shirt and had on dark blue jeans with what looked like combat boots. The man also had the coldest blue eyes Ed had ever seen.
He had seen similar eyes once by Kimblee but the similarity between both their eyes were almost uncanny.
"Like I said you have to go down left, it's were your both being expected." The man said
"I don't give damn if you sent out a personal invitation were not going near any one of you guys." Said Ed
"I never said you had an option," the man said making a diabolical smile that once again reminded Ed of Kimblee.
"Look we just want to get the book you have and get out of here." said Al
The smile on the man lowered a bit as Al said those words.
"Everything will be straightened out when we have our talk with you." The man said
"What kind of talk?" Ed asked
"A civilized talk no harm will come to you or your brother unless you come willingly of course." Said the man
Knowing running would only make them look like suspects the Elric brothers decided to go along with the man and walked calmly down the left corridor. It took a five minute walk until they met up with a man hanging by a blue door.
This man had white skin the man with blue eyes but had brown hair that went all the down past his back from what Ed guess. He had similar outfit the other guy but instead of blue it was light brown shirt with light gray jeans. This man had red eyes that looked like they belonged on an Ishvalen than a man with a white skin color.
"Good to see you walked them here." Said the man at the door
The man with blue eyes nodded his head. "Well you of all people should know I have a way with words," he said with a small smile on his face.
"Well come on in you two we've been expecting you," Said the man with Ishvalen eyes.
He moved aside and opened the door; letting the Elric brothers and the guy with blue eyes in before he walked inside and gently closed the door behind him.
Inside was a lounge, complete with a pool table, a coffee machine and a lot of comfy chairs.
Ed and Al saw eight other occupants in the room who stopped their current activities to look at them.
The tension was so thick you could have cut off and used that piece to break a window.
No one made a sound, a move, some people weren't even breathing. This ended when one guy went up to Ed and Al. this guy was the same height as them and had wavy dark black hair that was a little combed but still stood out in the front of his head. His eyes were what got to Ed and Al, for the most part they were hazel but seemed to have sort of shine to them. His skin was light brown and his body didn't look that build compared to the other guys that brought the brothers to the room. He wore a light red shirt with light blue jeans and had on a similar pair of combat boots just like the other two guys.
This guy stopped in front of Ed and Al and gave a friendly smile.
"Hi. You must be the Elric brothers, it's a pleasure to have you here." the guy said
"Well we didn't exactly wish to be here but thanks I guess." Said Ed
"If you have already been told we would just like to have a talk with you is all since we found you in that 'place' at the time. If everything checks out then you can go." Said the guy
"Fair enough." Said Ed
"If you don't mind me asking are you part of the military?" asked Al
The guy seemed to ponder this for a second before responding, "Yes you could call us that." He said
"Then you could call Mustang he can explain that we aren't any trouble if that what your referring to," Al said with a friendly smile.
The guy looked slightly confused.
"He goes by Fuhrer Mustang now." Said Ed
"I see," the guy said his eyes seemed to shine a bit at this news.
"Who exactly were those guys back there?" asked Ed
"You've never heard of them before," the guy said with slight surprise in his voice.
"No they must be some weird new cult going around." Said Ed
Al looked at Ed slightly confused.
"You were passed out during that time, you missed out on some stuff." Said Ed
"Indeed he did. Teleporting can be a very dangerous way of travel especially if it's your first time." Said the guy
"We didn't say how we got here," said Ed in voice that held suspicion.
"The book was all that was needed to determine how you got here." the guy said
"Where is the book?" asked Al
"Safe. Like Winry is back at home." Said the guy
"She's not home she went to an automail conve-… how the hell do you know about her," Ed snarled.
"Most people would have gotten that one wrong. But it proves that you are who we think you are and that's bad," the guy said a look of worry on his face.
"How's that bad?" Al asked
"You're not supposed to be here." the guy said
"Then let us go so we can go home away from here if were not wanted." Said Ed
"It's not that simple." Said the guy
"What's not so simple." Asked Ed
The guy opened his mouth but closed it not willing to speak.
"Stop wasting time and just say it already," said a voice from one of the corners of the room.
Ed and Al turned their heads to the left to see a guy with light dark skin making his way over to them carrying a folded up newspaper in his left hand He had on a gray shirt with dark jeans and had on combat boots, he had short black hair on his face that looked recently brushed. His eyes were dark red and looked almost like blood.
His eyes are what got to Ed.
"Greed." He said
Greed smiled. "It seems you still remember my name even with a different face. Sadly the Greed you knew died in the battle with Father; I am a completely different Greed." He said
Ed looked at him his eyes wide.
"What this guy," he pointed to the guy with hazel eyes, "Was failing to say is we can't take you home, it's too far."
The Elric brothers looked at him confused.
"Why don't we take a car or a train there." Said Al
"That won't help you, your home is years behind you," Greed said with a devilish smile on his face.
He then threw the folded up newspaper at Ed who caught and opened it up to the front page with Al looking over his shoulder.
"Look at the top left you'll see the date." Said Greed
The brothers looked up to the top left to see the date: July 9, 2017.
"It's not fake either if you're thinking that. What reason would we have to lie and besides that's today's newspaper." Said Greed
With a gasp and a look of shock Ed dropped the paper to the floor. Both Elric's looked pale and in a state of shock.
"Welcome to the year 2017, Elric brothers." Said Greed
I took a little break from my other stories and wrote this. I got this idea that was nagging at my head and I finally put it down into words.
Don't forget to R and R I need some input on this.