D-Scythe: The Apocalyptik Alchemist
Disclaimer: Sadly I do not own Fullmetal Alchemist
Summary: Edward and Alphonse Elric are still deep in the middle of the quest for the Philosophers Stone to get back Al's body and Ed's arm and leg, but then massacres start to occur and soon every alchemist in a world starts to fear their lives. It seems that the infamous Versipiulii family, a family that has been known for being involved in countless alchemic murders but never fully convicted are trying to fulfill there quest, but when Merrick Versipiulus a.k.a the apocalyptic alchemist died 10 years ago the murders stopped. But now someone has picked up his fallen legacy. Can the state alchemists stop this threat before the fall victim themselves? PLZ PLZ PLZ R&R
Chapter 1 A legacy reborn
"Ed….Ed wake up its morning" said Al while shoving Edward back and forth.
Ed slowly opened his golden-yellowish eyes and saw a huge iron suit of armor standing over the sofa he was camping out on.
"UGHHHHHHHH" screamed Edward who quickly jumped to the other side of the room while heavily breathing and trying to calm his racing heart.
"Gee's Al, give me a heart attack why don't you" shouted Edward who was wearing a furry bunny eared and tailed overall pajama outfit that they bought the day before because all the regular ones were two big for him two fit.
"Sorry brother, but Winry just called on the phone and she says that she needs our help. She sounded really panicked" said Al as he took off sleeping cap.
"WHAT, oh no lets go" he replied while running out the door unaware that he was still wearing the god-awful pajamas that he hated people seeing him in.
"Uh, brother…your clothes" said Al while reaching his hand out but with no luck for Ed was already half-way down the block storming through the snowy white streets. "Uh…just wait for me."
"Winry hold on just a little while longer, I'm almost there!" thought Ed he tried to plow his way threw the almost three-foot high snow, but to no luck. "Al, HELPPP" cried Ed as he began to sink into snow. "NO, Al just go on with out me, all that matters is that you live on to help Winry" He began to cough. "It's—(COUGH-COUGH)-- so cold, Al I see a white light, farewell brother we'll meet again……someday…..just know that if I'm heaven bound then I'll be in a better place and COUGH-COUGH if I'm destined for that other place then at least it'll be …warm" cried Ed as his reaching hand slowly sunk into the snow.
"OH, cut the dramatics Ed" shouted Al as he pulled Ed out of the snow and on to his shoulders, "I knew Coronal Mustang shouldn't have let you stay up all night watching that Soap Operas Marathon"
"O—kkkk" whispered Ed as he sighed and rested on Al's head.
He sat there for a while staring into space until he remembered about Winry.
"Oh no, Al hurry, Winry may still be in danger" he shouted now standing on top of Al' shoulder with one foot prompted on his head and pointing into the distance.
Al began to speeding through the streets plowing through the snow like it wasn't even there until he came to the apartment that Winry and her grandmother were staying in because of the harsh storms that were occurring in there town and in a lot of other places around the world.
"WINRY" shouted AL as he bused down the door and barged into the kitchen.
The bunny-cloaked Ed then jumped off of Al and on to the kitchen table and clapped his hands together and transmutated his auto male arm into a sharp huge blade and shouted "Winry we're here for you now!"
Winry, who was smiling and humming at the sink washing dishes, had headphones on and didn't hear the brothers' bust into their apartment on account of she was listening to hard rock music then turned around to put the plates on the table. She turned and slowly glanced up at Edward and Alphonse, her eyes and expression went blank and she began to inhale seemingly about to scream loud enough for everyone to hear in a four block radius of there apartment.
"UGHHHHHHHHHHHH, somebody help meeeee, there's a mutant midget bunny and an evil robot trying to kill me" she screamed as she closed her eyes and started throwing plates and pots and pans at them.
"Winry wait it's just us, Ed and Al, we're here to help you" shouted Al as he covered his head to avoid the flying dishes.
"DID SHE SAY MIDGET, lemme at her" shouted Ed as he leaped forward but grabbed by Al.
Winry slowly opened her eyes.
"Oh, it's just you guys" she then tilted her head and smiled.
Edward, who as still kicking and screaming and biting at Al's hand, finally stopped and jumped back up and said " Ok, We're here what's wrong"!
"Oh right" she then walked into the living room and came out holding her tape player and a tape.
"I can't seem to get my Karate-Kate work out tape to play on this busted thing"
"WHATTTT! You mean you rushed us down here just for that"
"Just for that! Just for that, this isn't just any old work out tape" Winry' voice began to escalate. "This is Karate-Kate's Limited Edition Work Those Buns of Steel Miracle Worker." Winry began to breathing heavily and was seemingly hyperventilating."
"OK, ok we get it, but why were you panicking and breathing so heavily when you called" asked Al.
"Huh…Oh I was just using the Karate-Kate Limited Edition Home Gym Set"
"Besides I—Winry halted and slowly began to glance down at Ed's Outfit.
"Don't even ask" growled Ed.
"Hey, uhm how about you guys come with me to the market to buy a new tape player and we could uh get a new whatever that is your wearing ok" asked Winry.
"Fine"
"Sounds great"
Fuhrer King Bradley's Office
"Uh, Sir the Fuhrer is in a meeting with the Brigadier General, I'm sorry but I can not allow visitors at this time" said a red headed beauty, obviously the Fuhrer's assistant by the way she was looking stressed.
"Sir, please stop"
A loud crack sounded as the doors to the Fuhrer's office flung open and hit the walls making dents.
"What is the meaning of this" shouted the brigadier as he turned around from talking to the Fuhrer who was still gazing out of the window.
The brigadier stopped screaming as he saw Lieutenant Coronal Roy Mustang entering the room. He then grunted and turned his head to the side.
"Damn it Mustang, why not just blow the doors while your at it" growled Brigadier Grand.
Roy rushed to the table and slammed his fists into the hardwood which slightly began to sizzle for a second due to Mustangs alchemic gloves. The Fuhrer began to look out the corner of his eyes at Roy.
"What is happening, who is doing this god damn it, whose killing my soldiers" shouted Roy who as looking very panicked.
The brigadier began to snicker a bit.
"You do mean "my soldiers" Lieutenant" said the Fuhrer.
"Uh… yes Fuhrer, my apologizes for my rudeness" said Roy who then stood up straight and put his hands to his side as if he were in formation.
He then swallowed very loudly as if he were swallowing his pride.
"Now Lieutenant tell me what is bothering you so much that you would barge in on a private meeting" said the Fuhrer.
"Sir, who is this monster going around killing state alchemists"
"So you don't know of the resent actions of the Versipiulii" said the brigadier.
"Uh...the-the Versipiulii, you mean that the Versipiulii family is responsible for this"
"Ah, yes the infamous Versipiulii Family, sons of bitches nearly wiped us out 10 years ago" added the Fuhrer.
"Are you saying that their responsible for this?"
"Precisely"
"That's not possible; Merrick S. Versipiulus has been died for"
"He is not the one that is doing this Lieutenant" said the Fuhrer cutting Mustang off.
"Its not"
"No, am afraid another member of their family is trying to fulfill his dream of an alchemic-free world"
"HA-HA-HA, the fools, as long as there is war, there is alchemy" shouted the brigadier as he laughed very loudly at that.
"Ah, but that is not the half of it Mustang; what is truly mind boggling is the state in which we have found the bodies of his victims"
"W-what is it" stuttered Roy.
"Well, it seems that our victims causes are death are always different, some die of flame, some of drowning, electrocutions, blunt force trauma, the list goes on and so this can only mean that there is more than one alchemist at work here" said brigadier.
The Lieutenant began to tremble and the Fuhrer turned around from the window and began to stare into Roy's terrified eyes.
"Oh god"