Fullmetal Exorcist- Chapter 1- Inspector Mustang
A weary hand reaches abstractly to a white glistening moon that glitters behind the bars that traps its prisoner. He screamed out in pain as a brutal dug into his stomach causing the poor boy to expectorate more blood.
Then the door flung opened, and his assaulters stopped dead frozen. A man's fierce onyx eyes were wide with terror the scene, and his hair rustled in the wind that blew from the barred window. The man reached into his pocket where a white glove lay, and he slipped it on.
The masked assaulters and the gloved man had a conversation, but the prisoner was far too tired to hear. Only a single sentence got to his system.
"To torture a child at his prime age is extremely unacceptable!!"
He then snapped his fingers. The prisoner looked up as the five people who beat him to the floor were immediately sizzling in the hot flames. The heat stung his wounds. The strange man then knelt down and carried him.
"Don't worry." He said. "You'll be fine."
The Headquarters of the Black Order were as bustling as ever. Scientists were running about flailing wildly and demanding that they must see the Captain of the Science Division immediately. Finders were adding into the mess by chasing after a stray cat that got into the building by accident. And two or three Exorcists were busy carrying bulky machines for the Science Team. This came from the eyes of a newcomer and his assistant as they walked on the first floor. The former looked to the latter, who nodded in agreement as they climbed the stairs to the Supervisor's office.
Surprisingly, unlike most days, the workload of paperwork was not a mountainous, much to the relief of many. But at this time, Komui Lee decided to take a quick nap on his desk, more like deep sleep, actually. His white beret was slumped beside his head, which was resting upon the dark walnut surface. His glasses were falling off slightly, and his mouth was gaping open.
The two new strangers did not know what to do with their sleeping comrade and they stood there for a few minutes. Immediately a soft choke came from Komui as he woke up from his sleep in cold sweat, looking wildly at his desk. He then noticed the two people before him, noticing that they had been watching him the entire time.
"Oh… my apologies…" Komui sweatdropped.
"It's fine," said the tallest stranger. "My assistant has the same habits."
Komui could hear a slight scowl from the other. Never mind that, he needed to get down to business.
"Ah, yes, and I had received a letter of your arrival, sir," Komui began, straightening his lopsided glasses at the same time. "However, you had not elaborated on why you had requested to come."
"I'm sure it is rather obvious, Supervisor Komui," the taller man said. "Since Inspector Leverrier is on leave, I will be taking his place."
The man could see Komui stiffen, but then he smiled.
"I see," Komui backed up his smiled with a sense of gratitude. "Come on! We don't have to be so formal if we know each other!"
"Of course," the man nodded. "And-"
He spun on his heel and saw that his assistant had gone. Komui was rather surprised himself at how well the younger stranger was at slipping away.
"Mind you, but," the man stepped out of the shadows to reveal himself. "My student never obeys me quite easily, and he likes to wander."
The man was definitely a contrast to Inspector Leverrier. His short hair was a black like ebony, his eyes as dark as onyx. As in attire, he wore a clean white dress shirt and a blue necktie to go with it, a gray vest upon this, black slacks, and a navy blue overcoat. If Leverrier's theme was crimson, the man's theme would have been blue.
"It's been awhile, Marshall Mustang," Komui stood up from his desk. The man smiled back.
"Inspector Roy Mustang, Komui, Inspector." The man corrected. "But Marshall's fine. It's been awhile since my promotion, hasn't it?"
"Ugh… this sucks…" Mustang's assistant meandered throughout the confusing halls of the headquarters. "First the stupid train ride, and now this."
His long blond hair was tied into a hasty ponytail, tucked under the dark red hood of his favorite red long coat, depicting his teacher's personal insignia on the back. Under his coat he wore a dark black dress shirt and black slacks along with black military boots. His eyes were of a steely golden shade, showing his rebellious nature even at a single glance. His small yet stocky stature continued in his life even at seventeen.
"Hm… I wonder if Al's okay…"
It wasn't long before he was pushed back on his back from crashing into another teenager, who fell back with an "oomph!"
"Ugh… Hey! Watch where you're going!" the first complained as the person he crashed into got onto his knees. His vibrantly red hair was kept up by a green head band. He had only one eye visible, the other covered by an eyepatch. The blond recognized this boy as an Exorcist, judging by the black and red uniforms.
"Ehehe… sorry," the boy said cheekily. "Didn't see you there for a moment."
"Are you implying that I'm short?" the blond growled in a low voice, venom dripping in every word.
"NO! Not at all!" the redhead defied the idea, despite the fact he had an urge to call someone a beansprout. "Just that I tend to crash into people a lot of times!"
"Fine." The blond got up to his feet, and watched the other get up as well.
"Never seen you around here before," the redhead began for a pleasant conversation. "You new?"
"You could say that…"
"Anyways, I'm Lavi, and nice to meet you!" Lavi immediately stuck out his hand before the blond.
"Edward Elric, but Ed's fine." The blond smiled. Maybe this won't be so bad at all. Just as long as Master doesn't screw the rest of his day like this evening.
"Anyways," Lavi smiled. "I was intending on grabbing a bite from the dining hall. You've just missed dinner session. Wanna come?"
Ed was rather curious at what the cafeteria had to offer, so he agreed to follow.
"Oi! Lenalee! Yuu-chan!! You see, Ed. This is the cafeteria. That grumpy guy over there is Yuu and…"
A teenage girl with dark emerald hair looked up and saw her Bookman friend approach with a blond stranger. A man with dark blue hair in a ponytail immediately popped a vein.
"Call me by that name again, and I'll slice your bunny ears off, idiot rabbit."
"Now now," Lavi teased. "You've said that a million times already, and nothing's happened yet. So I get to call you that as much as I want!"
"Oh, I'm not letting you get away with it this time-" Kanda was about to draw his Mugen when the blond caught his hand.
"Hey, I don't like watching fights, and I don't like to break them, either." Edward said rather plainly. "Put it away, or I'll do it for you."
"And what gives the right to say that?" Kanda growled. Edward's golden eyes narrowed in frustration. This guy's just like Master.
"Just. Put. It. Down." Edward paused between every word, putting more emphasis and more hints of malice within the pauses. Kanda reluctantly put away his sword, suddenly wondering why this blonde's actions just now were familiar…
"Hello, Edward," A voice came from the green haired girl. "I'm Lenalee."
"Ah, thanks." Ed nodded politely. "I'm Edward Elric. Please, I prefer 'Ed.'"
"Che," Kanda snorted. "Just like the beansprout."
"WHO ARE YOU CALLING A BEANSPROUT!!!"
Lavi sweatdropped at the sight. The whole time, Ed was much calmer, but then he exploded at certain times… Lenalee and Kanda were shocked themselves.
"Wow!" Lavi smiled. "What a live wire!"
"Just don't call me short…" Ed calmed down immediately.
"Well, I need to go bring brother his nightly coffee," Lenalee smiled and took a tray of five coffee cups from the cook. Kanda merely "che'd" and left the scene. The two boys left stayed behind in silence until…
"Lavi!!" Johnny, a scientist was racing to the two. He noticed Ed. "You're Edward Elric, aren't you?"
"Yes…" Ed answered.
"Well, the Supervisor wishes to see you."
"Um… and where exactly is that room? I got lost on the way from his office."
Lavi palmed his face. Wow. He even gets lost easily like Allen…
"Thanks, Johnny!" Ed closed the door behind him and saw his boss and Komui again.
"Did you have a good time on your afternoon stroll, Fullmetal?" Roy smirked. Ed snorted defiantly.
"Don't need to tell you, Master."
Komui then cleared his throat, gaining their attention. "Uh, shall we get on with this?"
"Ah, yes," Roy nodded and turned to Ed. "Fullmetal, like I said earlier, we'll be staying here."
"We've been through that five times already," Ed raised an eyebrow. "I don't need another briefing about it."
Roy smirked. "All right then, someone will take you to your room shortly."
The door opened again, and Lavi entered the room.
"Komui, you called?"
"Ah," Komui smiled. "Can you take Edward here to his room."
"Um… which one?"
"The guest rooms."
"Oh… those rooms." Lavi then slung arm on Ed's shoulder as if they had been friends for years. "Kay Ed! Let's get going!"
"Huh?" Ed didn't realized he was already forced to race out of the room, his feet unable to take a step. "Wait! Stop dragging me! I'm not your personal puppet!"
"Here's your room!" Lavi smiled sheepishly. "I hope you get a good night's sleep 'cause tomorrow you'll be getting a grand tour of the Order!"
"That's nice to hear, now can you leave?" Ed headed for his bed and sat down just when the door closed. The walls were whitewashed and a spare bookshelf was left in the far corner of the room. Beside it was a small wooden desk complete with a chair, a fountain pen, and a pack of paper for writing. A dresser stood opposite. Ed sighed as he reached for the large suitcase that had been delivered in his room earlier.
"Hope Al added a wrench in it," He muttered to himself, searching for the lock. "My arm's killing me. Wonder if Winry's still around by any chance…"
Winry Rockbell was one of the scientists of the Science Division, specializing in automail, an artificial limb structure that she and Captain Reever developed. Ed and Winry had close bonds, despite their rocky relationship, but that was because Ed was only able to stop by once a month, under discreet disguise, of course.
He then took a deep breath as he clapped his hands together and a heavenly hum resonated in the room. He then placed them on the lock of the suitcase, which obediently opened for the owner following a crack of blue electricity. Ed lifted the lid, and much to his annoyance, no wrench. He took out the stack of books he carried from his room in Central and sorted them into the bookshelf. He then set his clothes neatly in the dresser. Roy had to pound it in his head to be a tad more polite and a lot neater.
As much as he hated his boss, he very much was grateful, anyways. Had it not been for Mustang, Ed would still have been in the dungeons of Central, left for dead because his Innocence contradicted the concept of God. He was deprived of his arm and leg as further torture. Those were probably the most horrible days of his life.
Yes, his and his brother's Innocence, was deemed an act of playing God. Luckily, he hid his brother away before they could catch him, leaving himself open. However, he would still be traumatized even after torture. And Mustang adopted him and Alphonse as his own children, training them to use their Innocence for better means. Ed was supplied with fake limbs, called automail. The Science Division developed it years ago under secrecy behind Central, and Roy took advantage of his connections with the scientists.
He remembered the secret meeting Roy had set up for him and Al, to get their names registered as Exorcists without others knowing. He remembered the titles he and his brother received: Fullmetal, and the Soul-Weaver, respectively. They were grateful for Hevlaska's kindness, for she kept their instance of finally reaching Critical Point in synchronization a deep secret.
But then a year later, Ed and Al were able to show their faces freely, since a new pope rose to power, and Roy Mustang regained his credibility in a higher position in Central. They continued with more traveling and training, even meeting some other Exorcists along the way.
The most significant one was two, actually. He had forgotten their names, but he remembered the taller was an adult with red hair and half of an opera mask. The other was a young boy with snow white hair, unnatural for a ten-year old, and a strange scar running down his face.
Ed, Al, and that boy shared worthwhile times together, and that was the time when they really felt like normal children, despite their obscurities. But just how long will he experience a moment like that again? Possibly never, if he could recall.
He settled in his bed as he grabbed a book from his bookshelf and flipped to the place where he left off. He remembered that since his Innocence was based off of the ancient art of alchemy, he supposed that he should read books about the mysterious art should it enhance his abilities.
"Hm… transmutation circles…" Ed muttered, and he used his finger to trace the lines of the elaborate circle. Al would be coming very soon, tomorrow, maybe. He didn't know.
Then again, maybe this actual trip to the Order wouldn't be so bad after all.
We transition to a pristinely clean laboratory, where a teenage girl is busily polishing her tools vigorously. Her blond hair is tied into a ponytail. Under her white lab coat was a black tank top, and a pine green miniskirt.
Roy Mustang stood opposite the girl in the room. The girl shook her head in woe.
"Why does he break his automail every single time he comes back!?" She sighed, propping a clean wrench on the wall.
"Well, you know how he works," Roy smirked. "He loves to beat the hell out of the Akuma if they try to gnaw his leg off."
"Typical Ed," the girl turned to checking her welding torch, as the blue flame seemed normal and she switched it off.
"Have fun pummeling him, then." Roy walked off to the door. "Just not now. He won't like it if you wake him at 3 in the morning. But still, have fun, Winry."
The door closed, and Winry sighed again. At least she gets another chance to see the blond boy before he sets off again. She couldn't help but blush at the thought.
A/N: So... this is my first DGM/FMA Xover... but this is only a trial chapter, so that means it won't be updated really quickly. Just gotta fill in a few more plotholes and finish the other stories before settling to this one. So, if you love this story and want me to get to it right away, then review, it's just one click, a few words, and another click. pretty easy. Any ideas on where I should take this story are welcome, reviews or PMs, either one. Just the little criteria is that this is AU FMA, and slightly AU DGM. Ed and Roy have their awesome alchemy, just expressed as Innocence, which I'll explain later. Winry is a scientist, and apparently, she was able to survive that part a quarter of those scientists were turned into skulls or were killed. Al is Ed's brother, as usual, and it seems that they didn't perform human transmutation, but Ed lost his arm and leg in torture (curse you, leverrier!) for his alchemy-like Innocence. Roy bursts in Ed's torture chamber and saves the day, not to mention burning up a couple Crow members. I'll elaborate that rescue scene some time later. still, Ed and Al have a sad life. ANyways, review if you love this pilot chapter, and I'll see about it, then.