This is the product of an over-active imagination combined with a lazy, not-so-active authoress who has been deprived from FMA for two whole weeks. One day, I started wondering just what does our little Edward fear most? Well, to be honest I came up with several answers, but this chapter addresses his fear of the gate. I might have gotten him a bit ooc at the end, but hopefully not too much. Depending on reviews I get, I might turn this into a series of Bogart encounters, so tell me what you think once you've finished reading. Also, for reference it's the third HP book, so this is happening in the class room w/ everybody's favorite ware-wolf (aka Lupin), and even though he is about 17 in this, he's still in third year cuz I say so. WARNING! SPOILERS FOR THE END OF FMA! Ok, that's all for this relatively long A/N, so I'll let you all read the actual fic now.

Disclaimer: I own everything used in this fic. –sees hungry pack of lawyers on the rampage- NO! NO! I DON'T OWN ANYTHING! Please don't sue me!

The Gate of Truth

It was Ed's turn in line. As he stepped up and took his place in front of the now half penguin half Evil-Humanities-Teacher-of-Doom, it instantly started to swim around and twist form and color until standing before him was a giant stone gate with one huge eye engraved in the front. He looked on in horror, completely forgetting about the wand in his hand and the class looking on in confusion from behind him. all he could think of was death, mistakes, the pain of flesh ripping away from his body, his life falling away around him, and a panic that quickly consumed his entire body and mind as he struggled to stay calm, but failed. He fell into a shaking heap on the floor, chanting, "no, no, it's not. It can't be. There is no alchemy here. it can't be the gate. It just can't be." That was the only thought he was able to continue thinking, over and over again, trying to convince himself that it wasn't real. As he lay helpless on the floor, overwhelmed by memories of pain and horror, the stone gate started to slowly open, revealing a slit of light and hundreds, possibly thousands of arms starting to snake out of the opening with the intent of taking the penance they were convinced was due to them. Ed.

Before they could reach his prone form, Lupin jumped out from somewhere and the gate quickly shrank and melted into a golden moon, illuminated by a radiant light and Lupin shouted the incantation no one was really paying attention to at the moment, all eyes on the blond who was trying with all his remaining strength to keep from vomiting. Lupin quickly dismissed the class, allowing Ed to recover himself. Once he had finally managed to stop gasping and slowly stand up, using the wall for support, Lupin asked him only one question.

"Edward, what was that?" the question was asked gravely as Ed looked up at him, eyes sharp and piercing as ever, if not more so, eyes filled wih pain and horror that should be unknown to someone so young, only a child.

"The Gate of Truth." He said venomously, looking away as he walked out of the room. 'It has been widely rumored that the new student was strange and mysterious,' Lupin thought silently to himself as Ed left, 'He keeps to himself and doesn't really trust anyone. And those eyes. I have never seen that color of eyes in all my years, not even among werewolves. I wonder who he really is, and what did he mean by "the gate of truth" anyway?'

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Ed had walked out of the door only to be greeted by Malfoy and a few other Slitherins. He was really not in the mood for this. The only reason he was at this god damned excuse for a school anyway was to find a way back through the gate.

"Afraid of a little gate are you? Well, you might want to watch out, I hear there's lots of them around the s—" The Slytheren boy never did get to finish his sentence as Ed's right arm collided heavily into his jaw.

"Never talk about something like you know what it is. I really don't think you have any idea what you saw back there, do you?" Ed spat, standing over the bleach-blond as a small trail of blood trickled out from his mouth. 'Screw secrecy. I really don't give a damn shit anymore. Maybe now at least they'll get the idea that I want to be left the hell alone.' Ed thought, coming to a decision. He had put up with this nuisance long enough. "Well, I'll let you in on a little secret then. It's hell, and I've been there and back more than once. Do you know what it's like to die, Malfoy?" He said, sneering at the shaking boy. Even Malfoy could tell that Ed was not lying, and that was what scared him and everyone else around them most. "It hurts like hell. And do you want to see what happens to someone when they try to trick death?" He asked, throwing off the school uniforms that billowed around from the force he had used, exposing his long black sleeved shirt, gloves, and a pair of black jeans. Ed aggressively ripped off his right sleeve, along with the glove that concealed his hand, revealing a shining mechanical limb. "this is what you get. Hell rips away your flesh from your body, along with what ever else it wants. An arm, a leg, a heart, a BODY! But no one lives forever, though apparently some get do die more than once. I've been attacked by mass murderers, I was a dog of the god damned military for four years, I've been hounded by soulless creatures, and been impaled by one of their arms, then brought back to life again only to sacrifice myself once more for the one who died to save me, and wound up here in this messed up world of yours where I can't perform alchemy and you people break all the laws of nature wit some fancy bunch of sticks you call wands. If you still think you can intimidate me, then go ahead, I'd like to see you try. I've put up with you're arrogant shit this long, and hell does it feel got to finally give you what you've been asking for for so long." Ed shifted his weight to his right leg and delivered a powerful kick right to Malfoy's ribs, knocking the air out of the pathetic whimpering boy and more than likely breaking a few of his oh so precious ribs and glared at him before grabbing his things and forcefully pushing away the awe struck slitherins that had gathered around, although they offered no resistance as he shoved them aside. They were all still like that ten minutes later when Lupin decided to come out of his class to give assistance to Malfoy, figuring that he really did deserve that beating, and finaly understanding more about the mysterious child who had come to the school in his third year. Malfoy was still too scared to make any sound as Lupin picked him up and started trudging towards the hospital wing.

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A/N: well, there you have it. Depending on what people think of this I might decide to make this into a series of Bogart encounters in which the Bogart changes into Winry, Izumi, Sloth, a furby, a mascot, and a mime, along with any other suggestions you might have. The others will be considerably more light hearted than this one was, well, except for the sloth one, but yah… so let me know what you thought of this! Please? "I'll give shiny things to the first five people who give me their opinions!