Me: Hello everyone! I'm sorry for not finishing up Inhumane before starting this, but you know how it is when an idea eats away at you!
Al: Not particularly…
Ed: She's crazy! You've seen what she's done with her other characters! Mph!
Me: *gags Ed* Yes, this is my first Fullmetal Alchemist fic, but just not any Fullmetal Alchemist fic…it's a PokemonxFMA crossover!
Al: Pokémon? What are those?
Me: Muahaha, you will find out soon enough. Now, on with the disclaimer so we can begin!
Al: *sigh* Carry does not own FMA or Pokémon.
It was a year since they burned down their house and left their home. Edward Elric, age fourteen with two automail limbs, looked amongst the burned rubble that they had sworn never to go back to. Alphonse Elric, age thirteen and soul bound to a suit of armor, stood by his brother's side, seemingly trapped in his memories.
"It doesn't make sense, Al. Why would the Colonel order us to come back here?" Edward's amber eyes scanned the charred wood, as if it could tell us the reason.
"He said there was something we missed; that our father was working on something other than the Philosopher's Stone. But any notes he would have had are surely gone now."
Edward clenched his automail hand. "That bastard always has to screw things up for us. We should be searching for the Philosopher's Stone."
"Getting mad won't help, Brother."
"I know. Let's get this over with. The sooner we find whatever it is we're looking for, the sooner we can head back to Central."
"Right."
After what felt like hours of sifting through burned wood, rubble, and painful memories, Edward and Alphonse did indeed find something that they missed.
"A trapdoor? Under the floorboards of The Man's old lab?"
"It seems so. It would explain why we didn't find it when we left…it was actually hidden under the floor."
"So whatever we're missing is in there, huh?" Edward smirked and started to lift up the door.
"Brother! Wait! We don't know what's under there! What if it's dangerous?"
"Al, I'm sure we can handle it."
"I know, but I think it would be better if we called the Colonel first."
"I don't want that bastard anywhere near here!"
"Please, Brother! I just want you to be safe!"
"I'll be fine!"
"There's no need to call me, Alphonse."
Both of the boys veered towards the road where Colonel Roy Mustang and Lieutenant Riza Hawkeye were standing beside their car.
"What the…how did you get here?" Edward glared at Roy and the Colonel shrugged.
"It was pretty hard to find you; I could barely see you on the road."
Ed's eyes widened as did his mouth. "WHO ARE YOU CALLING SO SMALL THEY'D BE CRUSHED BY A ROLLING PICKLE?111one1one11"
"No one, Ed. I just thought you might need my assistance, is all."
Ed glowered at the Colonel and frowned. "No, I don't need help! Not from you or anybody else!"
"Brother!" Al gasped, feeling a bit hurt.
"Regardless, you will pursue no further alone."
"I won't be alone! I'll have Al with me!"
"You know what I mean."
"Bastard."
Me: So what do you think so far? Did I get Ed and Al's characters right?
Ed: Who cares! You got the Bastard Colonel involved in this! How could you?
Al: Brother! You shouldn't yell at the author! She might do mean things to you!
Ed: …good point.