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I thought it was about time someone did this, so here it is. A Fullmetal Alchemist Star Fox Crossover. Enjoy!

NOTE: This takes place after the main ending of Star Fox Command (AKA: The one where you have to play through without choice on paths.) Also, the FMA crew does have memories of other crossovers that happened, such as Death Note, Kingdom Hearts, Doctor Who, etc.

DISCLAIMER: I own nothing! I wish I did, though.

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Summary: Old enemies rise anew, and Star Fox is called in to help, but can they help when it appears that there's no way to win? Well, they're not alone in this venture; they've got the Fullmetal Alchemist.

"Fox! Star Fox! Can you hear me?"

"Yea, what's the problem?" the leader of Star Fox asked, looking at the hologram of General Peppy.

General Peppy, an elderly rabbit, stated, "We've received a distress signal from a distant planet, and it appears to be that an old enemy has risen again."

"Can you play the message?" Fox McCloud asked him.

General Peppy nodded. He was replaced by a strapping man with black hair and black eyes, who appeared to be wearing a blue military uniform. The figure spoke after a moment of staring at it. "Hello, I am-"

He was immediately cut off by someone off screen shouting, "Stop being so polite Colonel! We don't have time for this!"

"Fullmetal-"

The figure was shoved off the screen and replaced by a younger, blonde haired golden-eyed kid, who must've been the one off screen. "Listen, if you can hear us, we need help!" Fox could see in his eyes that he hated admitting this. "We're under attack from enemies who are out of this world and we need any help we can get. We're from-"

He was cut off by an off-screen explosion. They watched him turn and mutter, "Crap..." He swung out of view, probably from whoever was recording it, before it short-circuited.

"What was that last image?" Fox asked.

They froze the last image, and it showed a collapsed wall with an Aparoid standing in the hole that it had left behind.

"Aparoids?" Falco muttered. "Didn't we deal with them already?"

General Peppy said, "I thought we did also, but it appears they're still at it, and this time they've found an inhabited planet to try and take."

"What're the coordinates where the signal sent?" Slippy the Frog called out from the control panel.

General Peppy quickly gave them. "It's a far way off; will the Great Fox be able to make the trip?"

"We're going to have to try," Fox stated. "Set a course, Slippy."

"On it."

"Good luck," General Peppy muttered, before disappearing.

"Colonel! There's no end to them!" The Fullmetal Alchemist shouted as one of the metallic bugs destroyed another spear. He fell back, managed to find his footing, and slammed his hands together. He created another wall, which they quickly broke through.

The Flame Alchemist replied, "We've got to keep them at bay as long as we can! If we can find someone that'll help us, we'll have to take it."

The phone rang, and the Flame Alchemist fell back far enough to grab it. "We're a little busy at the moment," he grunted, trying to fight back another bug; only to find it in vain. For every one that dropped, ten or twenty more seemed to take its place.

After a pause, he said, "It's for you."

"Dammit, who'd be calling at a time like this?" Edward growled. He grabbed the phone, stabbing one of the bugs through what appeared to be the eye, and snapped, "What?"

"What to you?" Winry Rockbell shot back from the other side. From the sounds in the background, she was working on something, from the 'clank' in the background.

"Winry, why are you calling a military line?" Edward asked. "You're not supposed to unless it's an emergency."

"Yea? Well, it is an emergency!" Winry shouted. There was another 'clank' sound as she stated, "I'm not sure what's going on, but Resembool's under attack from these robotic bugs!"

"What?" Edward shouted. "There's in Resembool also?" He suddenly realized the clanking sound he heard in the background was from her fighting them.

Winry sounded shocked. "What do you mean also?"

"Fullmetal, they're just been reported in Liore, Ishbal, and Dublith as well," Mustang stated, hanging up another phone that Ed hadn't realized had been ringing.

Edward asked, "Is there any place these things aren't?"

"Ed! What are you-"

"Listen Winry, we'll have to talk later." With that, Ed hung up the phone and slammed his hands together, and into the ground. He created another spear and started fighting off the new wave full force.

After many new waves and a few calls later, there seemed to be something that sparked the Flame Alchemist's interest. "Edward, it appears that people are starting to change into these things."

"What?" Edward asked in disbelief, barely managing to fight one off him before turning to the next one.

"I can't be sure on the claims, but from the sounds of it, those that get too close to the defeated bodies suffer from something and become cyborgs," Mustang answered.

"Just what we need," Edward stated.

Mustang turned back to the phone. "Tell everyone to remain indoors and as far away from the defeated bodies as possible."

Several more rounds and calls came in; there was a beeping sound. The alchemists realized it wasn't one of the phones, but from the space transmitter they used to send out an SOS. Edward slammed his hands together and created another – thicker – wall, hoping that would hold them off a little bit.

"Roy Mustang," The Flame Alchemist stated, opening up the connection. They didn't have video feed, but they could hear everything fine.

The person on the other side said, "We got your SOS. We're coming in to help."

"How many?" Edward asked.

"Three," was the reply.

Both of them fell silent, looking at the console. Finally, Edward said, "Not really a battalion…"

"Well, we're probably the only help you're going to get. I'm Fox."

"Edward Elric," Edward stated.

"We're coming in now."

Another voice, higher pitched like it came from a young kid, shouted, "There are too many readings!"

"Where are the places that are being attacked?" Fox asked.

"Everywhere," Edward grunted, noticing the wall was breaking. He created another one to try and hold them back. "Liore, Resembool, Dublith, we've even gotten reports of Xing and Drachma having the same problem. Colonel, incoming!"

They spun around and got back to fighting, but were quickly drawn back to the console.

"Can you tell us why they're changing people?" Mustang stated.

After a moment's pause, Fox said, "If these are who we think they are, and we're pretty sure it is, then if you stay in close proximity of a defeated Aparoid's core long enough, it'll change you. We've seen it happen before."

Edward managed to glance at the room, before asking in a shaky voice, "Exactly how long does it take?"

"Depends on the bodies. Why?" Fox answered. Before Edward could reply, he said, "We're coming in for landing. Any place we could rendezvous?"

Edward thought for a moment. "On the outskirts of Central," he stated. "There's a hill with a shack and tree. Meet us there at dusk. We may also have some extra people. That fine with you Colonel?" Realizing the Colonel hadn't said anything in a while, he looked, asking, "Colonel?"

What was staring back at him had metallic parts attached to the body, but it was still easy to tell it was Roy Mustang.

"Colonel!" Edward shouted, dodging another attack.

"Get out of there!" Fox screamed at him. "We'll clean up a little trash and meet you at the hill." Edward heard the connection cut off, and made a run from in it time to hear the fatal snap of fingers. He felt the flames right behind him, and managed to run in time.

"I'll be back," Edward muttered as he left.

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Aparoids. I like them, ok? Yes, they've got the Colonel, but what happened to Winry and Pinako remains to be seen.

R&R Please!

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