The Alchemist of Oz (One Shot Part 1)
Roche: Hello! I'm sorry I took down Scattered Memories, but I just felt it wasn't flowing right (and I made Al a bit OOC) so I will be rewriting that soon…but first, I want to write this and see everyone in their costumes! Is everyone ready yet?
Everyone: Yes!
Roche: Ok! Let me have a look! (Everyone exits their dressing room in their costume) Oh, you guys look so cute!
Ed (Scarecrow): I still don't get why Roy has to be the title character.
Roche: Just because his character is the name of this story, it doesn't mean he's the main character. That role belongs to Winry, you, Al and Ling.
Ling (Cowardly Chimera Lion): I wonder if being a Chimera can make me immortal…
Al (The Tin Man): How long do I have to be in this suit?
Riza (Good Witch of the South): At least I'm not wearing a miniskirt.
Envy (Wicked Witch of the West): Ok, I may be an androgynous Homunculus, but this is just wrong!
Winry (Dorothy): This isn't a musical, is it?
Roche: No, you're just humming as you walk, that's all.
Winry: GOOD!
Roche: There are some slight changes compared to the movie/novel. I don't own FMA or the Wizard of Oz. Enjoy the story guys!
Part 1:
Winry's POV
"Winry, it's time to go to bed…" my dad said firmly and I start to pout.
"Can you tell me a story first?" I looked at him with big blue puppy eyes and he sighs.
"Okay, Winry, now which book?" I took out one of my favourite books: The Alchemist of Oz. Next to automail and medical books, the Alchemist of Oz is one of the stories I liked to hear about before I go to bed. I was captivated about the girl who was knocked out by an Earthquake and was somehow magically transported to Oz, where she makes some new friends. I stuck my tongue out and felt grossed out by the parts between the girl and the Scarecrow, who grew to love each other. I know that won't happen to me in the future.
I look out the window and sigh. I've been working all day, and I haven't stopped for a break; not even once. I turn my gaze to the clock on the wall and see that I only have an hour left until I finish up for the day. I look down at my newest automail design; half-finished and still missing a few pieces. I wipe the sweat off of my brow and remove the safety goggles from my eyes. I hear Den enter the work room and I pat him on the head.
"Good boy…" I murmured to him and he happily licks my hand. I look at my automail; considering if I should finish it or not. Before I make my decision, I hear a knock on the door.
"I got it, Granny!" I yelled as I made my way to the front door. What I didn't expect was Ed at the front door, minus his little brother.
"Hey Ed…I don't finish for another hour. What are you doing here?" I questioned as I wipe the grease from my hands with my bandana.
"Well…I…uh came here to uh…ask you something…" Ed stammered slightly and I cock my head to one side.
"And that would be…" I pressed on.
"Well…I was wondering if you would like to…you know…" Before he could finish, the ground begins to rumble.
"IT'S AN EARTHQUAKE, QUICKLY, YOU TWO INTO THE KITCHEN!" Granny runs in and grabs both of our arms and drags us into the kitchen before a piece of debris falls on my head.
"WINRY!" Someone called out before I fall into the black.
When I open my eyes I look around at my surroundings and quirk an eyebrow.
"Where am I? This doesn't look like Resembool." I hear a familiar barking and see Den running up to me.
"Hey boy…" I run up to him before realizing I'm wearing what I usually don't wear: a dress. And not only that; it was the same as the girl in my…hold on! Am I in…Oz? I look at Den and he looks back at me.
"I don't think we're in Resembool anymore, Den." I repeated the same line the girl says in the book.
I started to walk around; exploring what was Oz, my mind still fogged up about what had happened to me and how I ended up here. Out of nowhere, I see a bright light heading my way and it soon lands in front of me. The light then turns into a young girl with violet eyes and brown hair with pink bangs.
"Welcome to Oz, sweetheart. We've been expecting you." The girl said sweetly, but all I give her is a blank stare.
"I'm sorry if I'm being rude but, who are you? And what the Hell is this place?" I asked.
"Oh, I'm Rose, the Good Witch of the North. I'm here to thank you for what you have done."
"What exactly HAVE I done?" I questioned and Rose pointed me to my wrench and what appears to be a dead witch beside it.
"But…I didn't do that." I protested.
"That is your wrench, isn't it Winry?"
"H-how d-do you know my name?"
"It says so on your wrench." My name gleams on my precious weapon and I pick it up, wiping the blood that has ruined its shine.
"So…you're thanking me for killing her? What did she do to make you so miserable?"
"Well, she terrorized this particular part of Oz, and thanks to you, she is now dead."
"Look, I appreciate the gratitude and all but…how am I supposed to get home?"
"Now, if you want to head home, you have to see the Alchemist, who leaves in that part of Oz called Central." Rose pointed to a small palace and I squint at it. "The only way you can get there is if you follow this red concrete road." I thanked her and asked Den to follow me as we walk on the road. As we walk I start to hum a little tune before I reach a small field.
"Grr…stupid crows, get the Hell away from me!" I hear someone shout, which startled me a bit, but being brave enough, I start to investigate.
"Hello? Is anyone here?" I walk towards the shouting and soon I find a Scarecrow who looks oddly enough like someone else I knew. I shooed the crows away and walk towards the Scarecrow and a few crows harassing him as his parts are scattered everywhere.
"Do you need help?" I asked.
"What does it look like to you?" The Scarecrow snapped and I'm taken aback but his harshness.
"Well, geez, you don't have to be snappy about it." I grumbled as I kneel next to him and gather all of the pieces.
"What's your name?" The Scarecrow asked as I gather the pieces.
"Winry," I replied as I finish collecting and hand them to the Scarecrow.
"Thank you Winry. I'm Edward, by the way, but just call me Ed." Ed replied as he stuffed himself.
"Do you need help standing?"
"Nah, I got it." Ed attempts to stand before landing on his butt. "Okay, I need help,"
"No shit, Sherlock." I replied sarcastically as I help him up on his feet and lead him out of the field.
"So, what happened to you?"
"Those crows were teasing me because I don't have a brain or that I'm not a human anymore. Well, I'm trying to prove them wrong. You see, there's this legend going around about…" he looked around before he lowered his voice to a whisper.
"A Philosopher's Stone…" he whispered and I gasped. I've heard of that myth before, but I didn't know it was true. That's when I decide to tell him why I was here.
"Well, I'm heading to "Central" to see the Alchemist, and see if he'll take me home."
"You mean that stupid jerk? I ask to see him and he just blew me off. Not only that, he denied my Brother entry too, and we both need the Stone." Ed exclaimed as we walk through the Red Concrete road.
"You have a brother?"
"Yeah, his name is Alphonse, and his a year younger than I am…although he's taller than I am." Ed muttered to himself, but it was loud enough for me to hear. We continue to walk until we reach a forest, where I here Ed gasp in horror.
"What's wrong?" Ed points to what he was looking at and I gasp.
"Is that…"
"Yes, that's Al, and he looks like he rusted." Ed grumbles and kicks a nearby tree, which kicks him back. I fiddle with my pockets and get what I needed: oil.
"Hey Ed, I have oil. Maybe we can bring him back to life!" I start to apply oil on the joints and Al's mouth and I can feel him move. Once we were done applying the oil, Al starts to move around a bit before looking at his Brother.
"Brother! I'm so glad you're okay," Al runs, and then stumbles to his Brother and gives a bear hug.
"Al, I'm losing some pieces!" Ed screamed and landed on his back once Al lets go.
"Oh, Brother, you didn't tell me you found a girlfriend! What happened while I was unable to move?" I looked at Ed and blushed like crazy while Ed was having a crazy "moment".
"She's not my girlfriend! We just met; besides, she's trying to get home!" Ed defended and I breathe a sigh of relief, yet I feel a bit of warmth inside of my body. What is this feeling?
"I'm Winry, and you must be Alphonse. Geez, you are taller than your brother."
"HEY, SHUT UP! I'M NOT A MIDGET!" Ed defended and he had a point; we were about the same height.
"So, your brother tells me that you're looking for a Philosopher's Stone." I mused as we start to walk again, Den in tow walking behind us.
"Yes, you see…I lost my body at a young age and I want to know what it's like to feel again; like what love feels like." Al replied dreamily.
"I've never had a boyfriend before," I confessed.
"And why is that?" Ed asked.
"Well… I just haven't found the right guy yet." I stated simply, causing him to frown.
"Are you alright?" I ask and his face turns beet red.
"I'm fine, really." Ed waved it off.
"Okay…Den, don't run off like that; wait up!"
Ed's POV
"Brother…" Al pokes me in the face.
"What now, Al?"
"You like her, don't you?" Al teases as I blush a yet again.
"No! I told you we just met…and besides she wouldn't go for someone like me, anyway!"
"HA! So you do like her!"
"When did I say that?"
"You said, and I quote 'she wouldn't go for someone like me'; don't worry, Ed we're going to get our bodies soon, as long as we find the Stone."
"I know…I just feel bad that you can't feel what I'm feeling right now…"
"I will know what love is sooner or later; right now, I'm just watching it." Al smiled and I rolled my eyes.
"I'm telling you; she's not going to go for someone like me. Besides, there might be some handsome boy who would be her 'knight in shining armour' somewhere; and it's not me.
"Whatever, but if you don't say anything soon, she might just find someone else."
"Hey guys! I lost Den!" Winry came running up to us and I couldn't believe my ears.
"Where do you think he went?"
"There he is! He's heading deeper into the Forest!" Al pointed to the entrance, and we all ran in, none of us showing fear, but as we head deeper into the Forest, I hear Winry whimper and she clutches my arm, which makes me blush once again. I see Al and I glare at him before he can say anything.
Suddenly, a ferocious roar is heard and Winry clutches me tighter, and we huddle together as we near the sound. The roar is then associated with a faint barking sound.
"No, no don't hurt me!" a voice yelped, and Winry lets go of my arm and runs to find Den.
"Winry, you can't go too far!" I yelled as Al and I follow her.
"Den, you're okay!" We hear Winry say as we approach her and where the roaring came from: a young man with the lion ears and tail of a lion and wearing a yellow shirt with white pants; in other words, a Chimera. Once Winry recovers from reuniting with Den, she holds up her wrench and whacks the man with it, sending him flying into the river.
"Don't you scare us like that again; you got that?" I growled and the man got himself out of the river.
"I'm sorry if I scared you; but I was only practicing."
"Practicing? For what," Al asked.
"Well, you see…I'm supposed to be King of the Forest, but I feel like I'm not ready. Every day, I practice my roar to improve, but I just get even more scared." The young Chimera admitted.
"Oh, I see. What's your name?" Winry asked.
"I'm Ling; please don't be afraid or freaked out by my appearance; it was accident that happened years ago, but you, would make a fine Queen of the Forest, what do you say?"
Steam was coming out of my ears as I watched the scene that was unfolding; that I was going to give this guy a piece of my mind.
"Brother! Don't hurt him!"
"And why not?"
"Because he's a cat; and you know how I feel about cats."
"Ugh, Al not again; we've had this conversation a million times and the answer is still the same!"
"But…but…"
"NO!"
Al then kicked me and I flew into a tree before he runs away.
"I HATE YOU BROTHER!" Al screamed as he runs away.
"Al, wait! I'm sorry!" I tried to run after him, but my legs have been ripped from my body.
"Great…"
AN: And that concludes Part 1! Part 2 will be up soon! Please review you're thoughts.
