Halloween special. This is my first angst and my second fic, so I don't know how it will go. My first fic was so short that you really can't call it a story, so this is my first story. I wonder how it will go. I love angst, but write err.

Happy(late)Halloween.

Disclaimer: I don't own FMA…. Meh:( neither do I own a lava lamp. I love those shiny thingies and I can just stare at them forever.

WHY AM I'M TELLING YOU THIS. Long live randomness.

Sorry if they are a little OOC.

Warning: probably bad grammar.

Turn off your lamp and enjoy, BUH

It is Halloween.

The full moon spreads its light

But the darkness will always remain.

It is Halloween.

The day where magic will break loose

And destroy the world,

But…

It is night, Halloween night. The full moon lights the streets, where thousands of children goes from house to house for candy. Princess, ghost, the wizard and the witch, all can be seen in the streets, and also our…

"WHO ARE YOU CALLING CUTE; I'm not cute, I'm a zombie!" shouted Ed.

…Alchemist.

Ed hated adults sometimes. Even with the must scary costume they say you cute and give you a bunch of candy. He hasn't anything against the candy, but adults calling him cute, that's annoying.

Ed was dressed like a zombie. His clothes ripped to pieces, some fake blood in his hair and out of his mouth and he was painted totally white. Not forget the fake arrow in his shoulder. Nothing special and Al. well…

"And I'm a cat, meow." sounded Al's little voice from the all too big armor.

He was hollow, his little brother's body torn from away him, because of a stupid thing his big brother did. His fault that he can eat, sleep or feel, his fault that he can't have a normal childhood. It's his entire fault and it made him feel so guilty, but he had to be strong, he couldn't be a good brother, if he was drowning himself depression and self-pity. He needs to be there for him, and then again his brother was still the same. He's still a cat lover.

Al's 7 feet's high armor had fluffy cat ears on the top of his helmet and a tail. Cat ears and armor didn't quite match each other, but that's just Al, don't care as long as he's a cat.

He had pressed Ed in weeks to get Ed with him on trick and treat. Finally Ed had given after. On one condition, no more kittens in two months.

"I know Al. come on we have to get more candy, but if someone calls me cute; I'm going home." said Ed pissed off. This was third time. How did adults see a zombie as cute?

Al chuckled" Of course brother" he brother was so short-tempered sometimes.

Ed stormed down the street, didn't really care where he went. He just wanted to get away from that stupid house. Stupid Halloween, Stupid costume. Why did he always end up in this stuff? Couldn't there be just one normal evening where he could sleep in peace. But no, he couldn't say no to his little brother. Ed thought. He could swear that his brother used puppy eyes on him. Face or not.

When he looked up he was in the outskirts of Central. How did he get here so fast? He didn't know and he didn't care really.

There was awfully quit. He looked around and almost all of the children had to have gone home, because the streets were almost empty.

He looked back; Luckily Al had followed him in his rage. He didn't want to be alone on the streets, for all of the lamps were out and there were shadows dancing around in the moon light. Yeah he could fight himself but it was still scary.

He jumped when someone laid a hand on his shoulder. He turned around ready to fight, ready to fight down that bastard who is stupid enough too choice him as the next victim.

"Easy brother, it's just me," said Al a little surprised.

Ed relaxed and then turned angry "AL, you shouldn't sneak up on people like!" snapped Ed.

Al chuckled" You were scared, weren't you." and crossed his arms. Al had right, he had been scared, but that doesn't mean Al had to know.

"SHUT UP!" Ed went up to the next door and knocked and Al followed him.

He didn't want to be out here anymore, something was off. He just knows it. He looked towards the forest to his left. He could hear the wind blew in the trees and leafs rattled along the ground. He could hear the crickets in the grass and an owl hooted a place in the forest. It wasn't so scary out here in the dark. It was actually peaceful. Maybe he was just paranoid.

The door opened and out came a woman, probably 30 or so. She had long brown hair and had green eyes. She wore a purple witch costume.

"Oh my, you two are so cute" she kneeled down to Edward." Is this your little brother. He's so cute" and grabbed Ed's chin to raise his head so she could see his adorable golden eyes. She looked up at Al.

Al stiffened, this was no good. Ed had said that they would go home if someone called cute.

Ed was about to shout at that lady that he wasn't short, when he saw a flash of light among the trees. Ed stiffened. What was that, no one would be out in the forest at night.

The flash of light came again. It was blue like… like alchemy. Who would perform alchemy in the forest at night? The flash of light came again. He began to feel lightheaded and dizzy and his began to be heavy. He felt like someone was calling him. What was happening to him?

He began to lose attention on what was happening around him. Al was talking to the lady about his costume and how he loved cats or something, but he really didn't care anymore. Everything there was on his mind was the weird light in the forest.

He began to walk slowly to walk away from the house and into the forest.

Branches took in his clothes and thorns tore him deep in the face and hand, so he leaved a little trail of blood, but he walked like they weren't there and the fake arrow was long gone.

He was deep in the forest now. The trees became big and old and blocked all moon light out. So it was pitch-black.

That was when he came to and old abandoned villa. It was 3 floors high, the most of the window was broken and the wood rotten. The door hang on its hinges and the only thing that proved that there was someone home was the thick acid green smoke coming out of the chimney.

The villa had probably been blue when it was new, but he really didn't care. He really didn't think anymore and his mind was blank. He was like a doll, a doll without a mind and emotions, just like a tool, that someone would pick up when needed.

He walked up at the stairs to the door. The wood creaked, it didn't like Ed's automail and his leg fell through the rotten wood, but he just pulled his leg up like nothing had happened and went the last steps to the door. He stopped at the door and waited. He didn't know why he just did.

After a minute. a woman appeared in the door. She was tall and skinny woman. Her black hair was pulled up in a long ponytail. She wore a long loose black dress with a purple ribbon around her waist. The only thing that stood out was her crystal blue eyes that looked like they were shining in the dark, maybe they did but he didn't notice.

"Ah my precious tool has arrived." her voice was cold. She smiled and laid a hand on his shoulder" Come my precious. It's almost time." she turned around and led him inside the old house. To disappear in its darkness.

Al was still talking to the kind woman. He had found out that they had many things in common; like that they both loved cats and both had an overprotective big brother. Her brother Jason was also in the military. Even though he was only Corporal, was he already acting like he could control anybody.

He always scares her boyfriends away, with a gun in their face. But she still loved him, like the brother he is.

Al could have talked to her all night when he noticed that Ed had been awfully quit.

He didn't even yell when the woman called him cute. Maybe he had gotten sick after eating too much candy.

He looked down and was shocked to find no one standing beside him. Where could he have run of to? He didn't talk that long, did he? He became worried, what if something awful had happened to.

He couldn't stop the pictures from Flying through is head.

Ed ripped body in an ally. Lying in his own pool of blood. Blank eyes staring up at him. Not moving an inch and not breathing at all. Abandoned on the street to rot, until someone found him.

No, he mustn't think like that. His brother was strong, he could face every opponent without fear and kick their butts without any problems and then again maybe he couldn't. He was always being at his side to help him out when he did something stupid.

"Um miss have you seen my brother." asked Al and hoped she did. Her eyes widen and looked around.

"Oh my… no I haven't I'm sorry, we talked too much. It's my entire fault." the woman panicked.

"No, no it's not, maybe he just got bored and probably going around in your garden. My brother doesn't have any manners you see." he really hoped he was right and not the other thing.

The woman relaxed a little "Yeah… yeah you probably right. Let's go find him." she took some sandals on and went out in the garden. It was a little garden with a birdhouse and some colorful roses. In the end of the garden was there a big oak beside a pond. Under the oak was there a bench, but no one was there.

"Brother! Where are you?" shouted Al, but there wasn't any answer. Where could he be?

"Edward!" the woman began also to shout. Her eyes were full with worrying. Have could see be so worried over a stranger she just met? Standing outside her door and begged for candy. She was truly kind right into her heart.

"Do-do you think h-he just went home." stemmed she. She looked at him with wide eyes. She walked over to the Oak; maybe he was just asleep in the tree. She looked up but there wasn't any golden haired boy sleeping in the tree or just siding there, staring at the stars.

"N-no he will never do that without telling me first." his brother wouldn't do that and then again, she had called him little and cute but that shouldn't be enough.

The pictures came again but he pushed them aside. He needed to find him, he needed to be strong for him but he also needed help, he needed to call Mustang.

He would find him faster and if it got into a fight it would be easier.

"Miss, may I borrow your phone?" asked Al.

"S-sure" she walked up to the door" The phone is just right down the hallway; I need some water" she pointed down the hallway.

"Okay, thanks miss" he walked down the hallway to the phone and pressed the number. Come on Mustang, take the phone.

"Colonel Roy Mustang here" he sounded sleepy, maybe Al had woken him up from one of his naps.

"Colonel Mustang, Ed he's he's…" Al trailed off. He couldn't say it. He began to shake.

"Alphonse? Okay Alphonse what have Fullmetal done this time." Roy didn't sound so sleepy anymore.

"It's not like that. Ed he's, he's-"

"Calm down and tell me what happened." he sounded calm, but Al knew he knew something was wrong.

"Ed h-he is missing." said Al finally. His word was fill despair. Al almost lost the grip on the phone, because he was now shaking violently.

"He's what! I mean, are you sure he hasn't just gone home or got lost?" sounded fully awake now. He just has to be, for he needs to find his brother.

"Positive." Al was positive that his brother would never leave and not say anything and how can you get lost on a doorstep. Sure he did some stupid thing here and there but he had never disappeared before. There was silent in the other end of the phone.

"Okay Alphonse, when and where did it happened"

"I'm not complete sure when, for 20 min ago or so. We were in the outskirts of vest Central, the main road, last house. It's all my fault. He was just beside and… and now he's gone." it was all his fault, and he knew it. How could someone's brother just disappear beside one?

"No it's not. Fullmetal gets into trouble all the time. This isn't any different." Roy sighed.

"But-"how could the Colonel say something like that. His brother is in the hands of same gang or something, and he just says it like it was his brother's fault. He knew Ed didn't get into trouble on purpose… most of the time.

"No buts, Alphonse. Stop blaming yourself all the time, it isn't good for you." snapped Roy.

"What if someone has kidnapped him and… and torturing him" Al voice sounded like he was on the edge of crying but the armor didn't allow it. He wanted to but he couldn't.

"Stop saying things like that. Fullmetal is strong. He has probably already kicked, who ever took him, in the ass and on his way to you!" Al stiffened by the Colonel suddenly outburst.

"Yeah… yeah you probably right." Whispered Al. still a little shocked. He heard mutterings in the other end of the phone.

"I and the team will be there in 10 minutes. Stay where you are"

"O-okay"

Mustang didn't hear it, because Al heard a beep in the other end. He looked down the hallway, to see the woman in the door to the kitchen. Her eyes widened.

"I'm sorry, I'm really sorry I couldn't stop myself from ear stropping. I-I was so worried and-and… did you say your friend was Colonel." She was totally out of it.

"It's nothing. Yeah he is a Colonel. He has the best team in all Amestris. He will find brother in no time" she relaxed and walked over to Al and laid a hand on his arm, for he was too tall for her to reach his shoulder. She looked at him with soft green eyes.

"I'm sure he will"

Finally done with this junk of a first chapter. This didn't come out like i wanted it, and my grammar sucks, doesn't it? but who cares, I loved to write it. I think that angst isn't my thing. i'm not good at suspense. oh and the next chapter is 1000 words longer O_o weird.

Inernet cookies to the first who rewiew. to the rest, here is some lollypops. No big flames, i have a water pistol *point at you* HA, now the Colonel USELESS.

See ya ~ meladi1