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War:
Chapter 1:
War. Just the sound of the word sent a chill down the spines of many soldiers in the Amestris military. Sitting on the train heading to the battlefield was much worse than actually fighting as far as some were concerned. But others, like the Fullmetal Alchemist just sat and stared out the window as if this was the most normal thing in the world.
After finally finding the Philosopher's stone he had tried to bring his brother back to his original body only to have the stone taken by Envy and Lust. Despite his effort Ed had failed to get the stone back, dying in the process. Al had not given up on him and regained the stone and used himself and the stone to bring Ed back to life. Without a way to bring Al back, Ed sunk deeper and deeper into depression, not having the will to go forward without his little brother. He was lucky that he still had people who cared about him. It had been Winry who had knocked sense into him with her wrench, telling him that Alphonse would not have sacrificed himself so Ed could mope around.
Ed sighed, wanting nothing more than to be back home in Risenboul with Winry and Pinako. Instead here he was on a military train headed to Drachma over a territory dispute. Mustang had only come to him a few weeks ago telling him that Drachma had declared war, and as the new Fuhrer he had to respond. Ed had been promoted to Brigadier General for the war and now led his own squadron, even though he was only sixteen years old. In fact some of the higher ups were amazed that he did not seem at all fazed by the fact he was headed to war to be used as a human weapon. As they neared their stop Ed turned to face the seat across from him where his Lieutenant sat cleaning his gun. The man reminded Ed of Hawkeye, he even shot like her. The only difference: He didn't try to shoot Ed when he didn't do his paperwork. In fact, most of the soldiers in his squadron were afraid of him. All except for this one.
"Sir?" Ed looked over at the boy who was just barely older than himself and shifted uncomfortably in his uniform as the boy let down his salute and continued. "We have reached the camp. The other Generals wish to speak with you." With a nod at his subordinate, Ed stood and walked towards the front cars, the same hard expression on his face. With a composing breath he opened the door and walked into the room.
A/N: What do you think? Should I continue? This story came to me a few months ago and I finally finished the first chapter. Please review and tell me what you think, FLAMES ARE WELCOME!!
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