A World so Foreign

I do not own FMA except my OC

Edward Elric stood in the center of a large transmutation circle inside the amber lit building in the sunken city under Central. He had smaller transmutation circles drawn on his left and right forearm as well as his sternum and his forehead. Still shocked that his beloved brother, Al, had used his metal body which had been infused with the philosopher's stone to bring him back from the dead, Ed prepared what he thought would be his last transmutation. Ed was prepared to now give his life in exchange for Al's.

"If what Dad told me was true, then Al's body and soul are still inside the gate" he murmured to himself. "I don't have anything to pay with but my own life…It might prove useless even if I offer all of myself, but he won't disappear." He paused for a sec. In a demanding tone, Ed whispers "Come back, Al". He claps his hands together, touches them to the rune on his chest as the circles on his body and the floor begin to glow an eerie blue light. Ed's blond hair waves gently as everything in his field of vision become a bright white.

Ed stood in empty space. Nothing but the infinite whiteness of the void surrounded him, and before him was that forsaken door. "Give me my brother back", he said. For a few seconds, there was a deafening silence. An omnipresent voice spoke back… "Do you wish to sacrifice yourself for the sake of your brother's body and soul?" In Edward's mind, there was no other option. "Yes", he replied. "Very well", the voice replied as the doors creaked open. Ed glared into the darkness, from which the body of his brother emerged. He was set down on the floor by the hundreds of black hands that were carrying him. "Be warned", said the deafening voice, which seemed to come from everywhere. "He gave up his memory of the years he spent in a foreign body so you can live." Ed kept silent, tears beginning to form in the corners of his eyes. He walked up to Al, who had his eyes closed. "Poor Al, now that you have your body back I bet all those sleepless nights caught up to ya huh?" Ed was fighting back tears. He was about to hug him when all of a sudden the creepy black hands gripped on to Ed. They wrapped themselves around Ed's appendages and tugged him toward the door. "Noo wait! Let me say goodbye before you kill me! Please!" Ed screamed as he struggled to reach for his brother. The grand voice replied "Kill you? Why you belong to me now, I may do what a please. Me killing you is not what I had planned."

Ed fought, kicked, screamed, and this is when he felt something was terribly wrong. This was not the same feeling as when he arrived in that place called London. Nor was it the feeling of when he lost his arm and leg. This was different. As he was engulfed in darkness, Ed felt that he was falling. This felt like a dream. He saw all these insane hallucinations, many of them things he had seen in the alter-world of London. But then things became unfamiliar and the things he saw looked more and more futuristic. A humongous clock came to dominate his visions. The clock was ticking normally at first, but began to speed up. The second hand began spinning wildly, then the minute hand, and the hour hand followed until they were all just a blur whizzing around the clock face. Ed rubbed his eyes to make sure what he was seeing was real. Apparently it wasn't, because Ed opened his eyes again and was looking at something completely different.

Ed saw a globe. It was green and blue and chockfull of landmasses that weren't at all familiar. Amestris, Xing, Drachma, Aerugo. None of those nations would fit on this globe. He noticed that it was spinning slowly from left to right, and that like the clock, it was speeding up. It then began moving in huge circles, as it was spinning. Edward kept count of how many times it made these circles. "34, 35, 36.." he counted in his mind. He figured there could possibly be some significance in this. "59, 60, 61..", the globe was slowing down. "73..74". It slowed to barely noticeable crawl. This is when Ed noticed that he was getting closer to it. He didn't know what that place was, but there was a lot of blue on it, and he was sure that it was water, and he was heading straight for a huge ocean. He flailed in defiance. "Like this couldn't get any worse!" he screamed. But as he approached he realized that he was in fact heading for a coast line. He was relieved…somewhat. Ed was still about to land on some unknown land, but in the back of his mind, he was ok, for he knew Al was safe.

As Ed plummeted, he started to see some more detail of where he was about to land. It was a cluster of islands right of the coast of a huge landmass. They were a greyish-brown, with patches of green here and there. There was a rectangular patch of green in the center of one island. He noticed lines, arranged in a grid and some criss-crossing others. He tried to glimpse more of this area he was about to land in but suddenly began to black out.

"Where the hell am I?" he muttered to himself, eyes still closed. He was lying on a hard concrete floor. He heard a voice. Ed presumed he was yelling at him cause when he opened his eyes there was no one else around. A very bright light shined on him. "HEY BUDDY!" the voice shouted. Ed was startled up on his feet. He winced as the light shined over his eyes. He didn't know who it was, but they sounded authoritative. "Hobo's can't sleep here buddy, go find an alley or something, where the public won't see ya" the man said in a condescending tone. Ed, not wanting to argue, agreed. "Haha. Homeless piece of shit." the man muttered to someone else he was with. When the man turned his ridiculously bright light off, Ed got a glimpse at them. They were in a car. A weird looking one at that. It was round and baby blue with white stripes and a bunch of red and white lights stuck to the top. There were 4 letters on the side. Ed read them out loud. "…NYPD?"