Yay re-vamped version! Hope its loads better, as version one was rather terrible! Let me know what you think

N

oooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

A rather large and vicious looking suit of armor stood in the corner of a dingy old shack, threatening to break holes through the worn down walls with the large spikes protruding from its shoulders. Its large form would seem threatening were it not for the innocent giggle that would escape from it on occasion, as it watched a young man, about 13 or 14 by the looks of him, trying desperately to reach an elusive box of cereal that was staying mere inches out of his grasp. The unfortunate thing seemed to be the boys height. He was severely lacking in the verticle area, and this seemed a blatant and aggrivating fact for him, as he determindly leapt into the air again and again, his brilliant golden locks swinging into his young face everytime his feet touched the ground. The large metallic figure seemed immensely amused, and yet somewhat uncomfortable by the small figures driven efforts, and at one poinat even found it necessary to hide his unresponsive metal face behind a large hand, to hide a nonexistent smile. At last, the figure seemed to have convinced himself that now was the time to interfere.

"Brother…would you like me to get it?" The young man turned as the childish voice exited the menacing form, his golden eyes flashing at the suggestion.

"NO GODDAMMIT! I CAN REACH! JUST. GIVE. ME. A. MINUTE!" A voice that seemed older than its owner hinted that help was not needed.

Each word was punctuated by a jump as he desperately flailed, still unable to reach. It was obvoius that the young man was doing nothing other than wearing himself out.

The suited man, apparently not wanting his brother to be angry because of his interference, stepped away obediently to watch the blond make a fool of himself, and seeing an opportunity, heavily bashed his spiked foot to the ground, covering it badly with a (loud) cough as he did so. With a slight shudder, the cereal box scooted just an inch toward shorty, who, crying out in triumph, jumped one last time, and managed to successfully grasp the cereal, apparently thinking that it had been nothing other than his stunning and unbeleivable prowess that had gotten the cereal into his hand.

As he came to the ground he whopped his victory. Spinning around he grinned wildly at his brother. "You see Al! I told you I could reach!" Waving it about victoriously, he began galumphing in a circle, laughing uproariously.

"O.K brother…should we go now?" Al suggested worriedly. The young man stopped his victory dance (which involved a lot of hip shaking and pelvic thrusts) and turned, his effeminate face suddenly solemn.

"Right. Good point Al, are you ready?"

"Always!" Al said. Though he tried to sound optimistic, his adolescent voice sounded slightly strained.

"Don't sound so worried Al; they can't possibly have caught up to us yet!" Even as the cocky youth made the statement, the front door creaked open, and a menacing voice sounded, echoing through the small shack and enveloping the brothers in its silky sounds.

"How wrong you are Edward" As the resounding voice reached the brothers' ears, they reeled, stumbling into two very different fighting stances. A creature, sadly similar to a man, stood in the doorway. The only thing that set his tall form apart from that of the rest of humanity was his unnaturally long arms, trailing nearly past his knees, and the smile that alighted his lips at the boys' terrified faces streached much farther than anatomy suggested possible, the razor sharp teeth jutting over the lips closely resembling those of a carnivore from badly written tales of terror.

"Did ya MISS ME BOYS?!" As its voice rose to a shout it flung its elongated arms into the air, the sickening grin that occupied its face widened as he saw the look of fear falsh across young Edwards face.

"How could anyone ever miss your ugly face Greed?" The poor insult did little to slow down their foe, in fact, it seemed to do nothing other than amuse it, as a meniacle chuckle rippled from Greed's throat. Creeping forward it failed to notice the well camouflaged string, resting directly in its path. As its foot made contact with it there was a subtle Click and something shifted off to its left. With the lightning reflexes only a humunculi can posses it turned to the left, prepared to encounter whatever came his way. When nothing neared, it cautiously lowered its hands, grinning at the woefully empty space in front of it. Slowly it turned, smirking, back to the brothers.

"Aww…too bad. It would appear that your little "booby Trap" was unsuccessful. Shame… now your deaths will come all too quickly!" As the last word exited its deformed mouth it flung itself forward, directing a punch at Ed's head. The blond's vibrant eyes widened as he saw the quickly oncoming fist, and dodged to the side, almost too slowly. Ed smirked cockily as Greed missed and nearly lost his balance. Taking advantage of this momentary uncertainty Ed swung his metal leg into the air, aiming for Greed's stomach. Not anticipating Greed's quick reflexes, he was unprepared for his foot to find empty air, and he went tumbling to the ground as Greed threw himself back, onto his hands . With a yelp, Ed rolled out of the way, just as Greed's foot came crashing to the ground, mere inches from Edward's platinum head.

"Brother!" Al cried eloquently, rushing forward as fast as his oversized body would allow.

Greed whirled with a snarl

"This is not your fight, child!" He launched himself into the air, placing a solid kick on Al's exposed chest, sending him reeling. The creature lithely twisted its self around in the air, and managed to kick off the shelf, sending all sorts of different food scattering, including, ironically, the cereal Ed had tried so hard to obtain. Ed smirked as he looked up to see Greed coming at him and he threw himself to the side, collapsing into a roll and lightly clapping his hands together.

Greed snarled again at the sound of Ed mutating his arm. Al, forgotten until now, jumped to his feet with a shout.

"Brother, now!" Al looped his arms around Greed, holding the homunculi with rigid aluminum arms.

Ed pressed the blade on his arm to Greed's throat.

"All right Greed, what do you want... why have you been following us?"

He stepped back, allowing himself to see eye to eye with the beast. The creatures head twitched slightly as it watched him, golden eyes unblinking.

"Edward..." It said a slight warning prominant in his velvety voice.

Ed hissed, his auriferous eyes flashing

"Don't talk to me like you know me you bastard!"

He stepped back again, this time fully prepared to strike.

"Edward!"

"Brother!"

Ed jumped at the sound of the two voices, speaking as one to warn him.

"Wha-" Ed began as he turned on his heels to scan the room behind him.

Twang

"Ohh, shi-"

There was a dull smack and a large cloud of white, and suddenly Edward Elric was gone.