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Chapter 1 - Al's Circle
"I hope this works." Al said to himself, eyes shut tight.
He was going to bring his brother back. Edward had disappeared three years ago, sacrificing himself to get Al's body back. No one knew what happened to him. But Al knew he wasn't dead. For the first year after he'd returned, when he'd had no memory of his time in the armor, he'd been having dreams. Alchemical circles and patterns shifting and forming in his subconscious. When the dreams had turned into memories, and he regained what he'd lost, he began to make sense of the circles that had haunted him. If he used them right, he could get his brother back.
"Brother..." He stood in the ruins of his old house, where he and his brother had no many memories, looking at the circle he's drawn on ground retransmuted into smoothness. He hadn't made any mistakes. He hadn't told anyone he was going to do this. Not even Winry knew the extent of the Alchemical research he'd been doing the past year.
Al shook the last of his doubts out of his head. If he doubted, this wouldn't work. Belief went a long way in Alchemy.
He knelt to the ground and extended his hands. He wanted his brother back. He would get him back.
Al's hands touched the circle.