Well hers another fanfic I have done! It's a bit angst -y … but yea, that depends on how you look at it, its more or less …sad.. in a way by eventful happenings… umm yea. and if you have a sick sense of humor like me, hilariously funny. But anyways, Please Read. Chapter two will follow along shortly, and I would please hope to get comments on my feed back. After chapter two I'm kinda stuck and would like some ideas for the next ones.. yea.. R&R!

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Barren Desert

:Mistake: Chapter 1

It was high in the afternoon as the sun shown upon the grueling desert. No life was seen as a few dried dead bushes blew by in tumbleweeds. The only life that was mentionable was a boy and a walking suit of armor by his side.

"How much longer?" the boy complained.

The walking suit of armor sighed and responded his voice was that of a 10-year-old boy.

"I don't know brother." He sounded annoyed.

He was annoyed. That was the hundredth time his brother asked him that question as he began to loose count. Looking down at the boy, he stopped walking for a moment. He could not feel the heat as his brother could as his feet stood on the blazing hot sand. His brother stopped and looked back at him.

"What's wrong, Al?"

Al looked slightly alarmed,

" Huh?.. eh?.. nothing Ed."

he said as he continued walking. Ed shrugged and followed till he kept equal pace with him.

They continued to walk in silence for a longtime. The sun continued to blaze down on them. No towns where in site, or even the slightest evidence that there was a town nearby. The sand had only boulders that where spread across the horizon. Edward slowed his pace a moment and put his hand over his eyes shielding himself from the sun. He looked around feeling a slight tension as his right arm burned from the heat absorbing

metal.

"How much longer?" he asked again.

Alphonse twitched; he could feel himself getting angry. Annoyed from his brothers constant asking and jealousy of not being able to feel the heat his brother did. He said nothing and continued walking. Edward caught up to his brother and smiled jokingly.

"Your lucky Al, you don't need to drink and you never get tired and- "

Edward was cut off as a hollow metal fist came across his head knocking him to the hot sand dazed. Al had had enough. He did not want to hear it anymore as he lunged for another strike but missed as Edward managed to roll out of the way in time and stood up dizzily.

"What the hell was that for!"

he shouted at Al. Al remained silently cold as he turned and charged at his brother again. All that was hear was clanking and muffled foot steps in the sand. Edward kept dodging Al's blind ragged attacks. He was becoming tired. Not just from the heat and the effects of the first blow he took. He began to slow.

Al, his mind foggy, struck again and again. Nothing was holding him back. At least nothing he could not see. Finally making contact with something he heard a crack and hit again with his other fist in response to the noise.

Edward felt himself get hit again, but he only managed to hit his own metal arm as it sounded out with a clank and cracked. Rounding back so he could knock Al on his back, he could not get around quick enough. His eyes widened as his brothers hard metal fist hit him furiously in the chest causing him to cough. Tired and trying to catch his breath he slumped to the sand.

"AL!" he screamed out in alarm. " AL! SNAP OUT OF IT!"

he barely managed to move out of the way again avoiding another blow.

"Alphonse! STOP!" he couldn't get through to his brother no matter how much he screamed for him to stop. " Alphons-"

Getting hit in the head again, he got up to avoid another blow but fell over again dizzy. He put his metal arm over his head blocking one of Al's blows and kicked him with his left metal leg to try to knock him over. He failed. His arm was reducing as his brother kept attacking him. Feeling his strength begin to fade he watched helplessly screaming for his brother to stop. It was all he could do as he watched his brother back off for a moment. He sighed, but his relief was short lived as his brother ran back at him keeping him from getting up and put one of his heavy metal feet on Ed's chest, crushing him in the sand as a few ribs where heard cracking and he swung back his arm to hit the squirming and out of breath Edward in the head silencing him as he stopped moving.

Alphonse stood on him for a moment than stepped back and looked down. His mind was still fogged and he could not see who his victim was. He sat down for a moment letting his mind clear back than looked at his victim. His heart would have stopped if he had one as he saw a red coat on hi victim ruffled in the slight desert breeze that had began to come. He froze as his mind suddenly became clear. There he saw Edward sprawled on his back unconscious, a line of blood flowed down the side of his head and onto the sand, and his chest crushed so it bled too slightly. It took some time to notice that he himself had done this. He looked at his armored hands seeing barely dried blood on the, his spirit screamed out in despair as he would have cried if he could physically cry. All he could do was lift his brothers limp body from the sand into his hands and look down at him. He whispered to himself.

" what… have I done?"

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Well hope you like,.. Complements to Aion who edited a little… yea.. see ya! And please comment! PLEASE! Chapter two will be up soon. So don't miss it.!