Disclaimer: I don't own FMA(any of them)!
Prologue
The phone rang. On the fourth one, someone picked up. "Hello?"
"Hey, Res," I said. "What's up?"
"Hey, Hawk. Nothing much."
"Want to come over and do an FMA role play/live action with Kat and I?"
"Sure! I'll be over as soon as I can!"
"Great! See you soon." I hung up the phone and placed it back into the cradle.
"Well?" Kat asked from her perch on my bed.
"Res is coming over as soon as she can," I told my nine-year-old friend.
"Yay! This is going to be great!"
"Only if we can get our act together," I said.
"What do you mean?"
"We need some kind of plot to start us off before we can really improvise."
"Okay... How about some kind of big Transmutation?"
"That's a good idea. Let's wait for Res to get here before we decide," I said.
"Deal," Kat confirmed.
Ten minutes later
The door bell rang.
"I'll go get that," I told Kat. "It's probably Res."
"Okay. I'll wait up here."
I left my room and half-ran, half-fell down the stairs and flung open the door.
"Hey, Res!"
"Umm... Hey, Hawk," Res said. "Why do you look like you fell down the stairs?"
After Res entered the door, I told her.
"Okay, wacko."
"Come on, Rachie."
"Nyyaah! I told you not to call me that!"
"Too bad."
"You're mean!"
"Me, mean? Nah."
"...whatever..."
"Let's go upstairs. Kat's waiting."
"Okay, meanie."
"Just follow me, Rachie."
"If I stop calling you meanie, will you stop calling me Rachie?"
"Maybe."
"Why are you so mean to me?!"
"Fine."
"...I don't trust you."
"Fine."
"Hawk? Res?" Kat called from my room. "Is everything alright?"
"Yes! We're coming!" I yelled.
"Hurry up, then!"
I turned to Res. "We'd better get up there." My friend nodded, and followed me upstairs.
"Finally!" Kat exclaimed. I sighed at her actions. How have I maintained my sanity after dealing with this? I asked myself.
"So... What are we gonna do?" Res asked.
"Kat thought that maybe we could pretend to do some kind of large Transmutation," I said. "I was thinking we could pretend to do a Human Transmutation, and add in special effects in postproduction."
"Sounds good to me," Res said.
"I agree, but what does 'postproduction' mean?" Kat asked.
"It's the editing done after a movie or video is filmed. Some types of special effects and sound effects, or even backgrounds are done with computer editing," I explained.
"Okay. Let's do it!" Kat said enthusiastically.
I grabbed my iPad while Kat and Res snagged the computer so we could find Human Transmutation arrays. We spent about ten to fifteen minutes searching before we found a good reference, which we printed out. We copied it by hand onto a large, horizontal blackboard that I had in my basement.
Res set up the camera, and Kat dumped a little dirt in the center of the circle to make it look more genuine.
"Everybody ready?" I asked. Everyone nodded, and Res started recording, then knelt beside the table. We slammed our palms down onto the array, and my heart lurched when lights started whirling from the design.
The lights started out as a golden color, but they quickly took on an ominous maroon tint. The shadows of the room grew darker, then seemed to envelop us before we were knocked unconscious.
Yay for cliffhangers! Wait, isn't that sometimes the point of a prologue? Meh, whatever. None of these characters are related in any way, shape, or form to the ones in Flickering. Anyway, let me know what you think!
Hawk Sirius, signing off.
