The Truth was not happy-not happy at all. Those two Elric brothers had gotten away without making equivalent exchange; time and time again it had tried to make things equal-to no avail. Now it was time for his daughters' to decide-he had tried not letting them see, however-both boys were alive, and any moment the eldest (if he had half a brain) would realize that while still in his own body; the gate and his way home were both inside him still. He couldn't let him get back to the human body-he had gone to all possible futures and poked around with all possible pasts- no matter what he did, the armor lived, turned back into a human, and they were both happy-whilst Envy, Wrath, Gluttony, and Sloth-the ones he allowed to live for the purpose to be happy were miserable. Hoenhim. That was were his troubles always began-Hoenhim of light, The one that made him feel pity enough to bend the rules for Envy, The one who had toyed with his eldest daughter's, his first lover's heart, The one who had indirectly killed said daughter, and the one that destroyed the original rules of equivalent exchange and formed his own
"Humankind cannot gain anything without first giving something in return; to obtain something of equal value must be lost." That was what Hoenhim said…but it was, much, much, much more complicated than that-once alchemy was preformed nothing was ever truly the same unless all forms of the opposite alchemy were preformed on it. This being the philosophers stone-to kill millions of people you have no care for you to bring up to five you love. The only way to bring a perfect human transmutation was to sacrifice almost the exact same thing you lost. That boy could regain something as trivial as his body if he sacrificed the body of a ten year old boy. But it was a simple body, heck, if the boy sacrificed a fourteen year old then that's the aged body he would get-the memories might be a little bit harder to get but doable. The mother-there was the care factor to think about, they would have to sacrifice a woman roughly around the same age as her and even then that boy's leg or arm might be taken for the memories, easily replaced for the limb of another alchemist. He had lost his eldest and his lover to the rotten children, could he deal with losing his other.
"Father-we've figured it out-we can carry out the punishment of that horrid little boy…if what we saw is true then it should be easy to give him total equivalence of everything he has done and lost- I have no doubts that he will agree and after all one trade of un-equivalence for all the equivalence reasserted, genus no? We do say so myself. So father am I allowed to go and deliver our punishment?" The Truth still didn't want his daughters dead but he supposed if had any problems they would come back to him in the gate. "So we can go?" she asked him, breaking him out of his revere. He nodded and the gate opened. She jumped threw-his only daughter on the other side of the gate.
"If anything happens to them then the Elric brothers will have one MAD truth the next time they use alchemy.