OwlCookies: enjoy this, my fellow fanfictioneers. For my unicorness has pooped out a rainbow known as a fanfiction…
Please go easy on me O.O I'm trying to make this all dramatic, angsty, and stuff all negative like that, but personally, I find myself more of a comedic author… So, if it's not as dramatic to your expectations, I apologize for the inconvience…
And also, on another note, as it says in the summary, it has hinted royai and edwin. There's no royed! I STRONGLY dislike yaoi and yuri so…yea… no offense to those who do…
Disclaimer: Although I find no point to actually adding this… I FRICKIN DOWN OWN FULLMETAL ALCHEMIST! DO I EVEN LOOK LIKE A COW, FROM JAPAN? DUDE, I'M STILL IN MY EARLY TEENS! That's er… uhm… 13… but… I DON'T OWN IT! AND WHAT'S THE POINT IN DISCLAIMERS? THIS IS A FANFICTION. I'M ALOUD TO WRITE STUFF ABOUT THESE CHARACTERS! THAT'S THE WHOLE POINT! Hmf! Point proven!
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Had everything really come to this?
"You have two options, Edward," the judge told him. "Juvenile hall or the JCP." His eyes narrowed. "I'm fairly sure you know well what that is."
Ed looked down and shook his head. "No sir. I don't. I've never heard of it."
"The JCP stands for Juvenile Correction Program. It's for special children like you to help correct your ways," the judge explained. "The distance on how far you're sent determines how much correction is needed."
He looked up, fire burning in his eyes. "And if I chose that, where would I be sent to?"
The judge ruffled through the papers on his desk and scanned for the right document. When he found it, he held it up proudly. "The city of Pendleton," he answered with an evil smirk.
Ed's eyes widened. "Pendleton? Are you kidding me? That's where the border war of Amestris and Creta is happening, and you want to send me there?"
"Order!" The judge yelled, hammering his desk with a mallet. "I did not give you permission to speak!"
Once again, Ed looked down, not in shame, but in anger. "I'm sorry, your honor," Ed grumbled trying to sound guilty.
"I expect your decision in twenty-four hours, Edward. Session dismissed," the judge ordered.
As everyone in the court room filed out, Ed stood there clenching his fists angrily. Just two days ago, he and his brother, Al, were happily waving Winry goodbye to the Cretan automail festival. Today, now, he was here in court for a crime he didn't even do! They had accused him of murder for a person he didn't even know. Without even asking him or anything, they had found "all the evidence" they needed to find him guilty. Altogether in one day, they striped away his brother from him, burned down his house, and crushed everything he had into little itty bitty pieces. Had everything really come to this?
Soon, even the judge and attorneys left, causing the lights to turn off. Grumbling angrily, Ed left the court and headed outside to breath in the fresh Resembool air. He began to walk, who knows where. But instead of the kind faces and smiling people, all he got was rude looks and angry stares. Ed wanted to scream out that he was innocent, but what could he do? The judge frickin declared him guilty of murder and his stupid laywer didn't help! That stupid lawyer looked like a girl, with long spikey green hair with a black headband on his forehead. He seemed to be on the same side as the judge. The judge looked young, wearing shades, trying to look frickin cool, and his stupid black and spikey hair. Not as long as his lawyers but short enough to tell he was a guy.
It was stupid, how did they expect him to give an answer in twenty-four frickin hours? He'd probably freeze first on this freezing January day! Sure, he had his long red coat and black clothes to suck in the warmth, but really? Couldn't they have left his house! Go ahead and vandalize it, but just let him have a stupid house! The only relatives he had left was Hoenheim, a stupid excuse of a father who had abandoned him years ago, and granny Pinako who believed the stupid lie and would probably only let him in her house to beat him up!
"DAMN IT!" Ed screamed, kicking a large rock in front of him. Instead of moving, the force he used to kick at it, bounced back and hurt his foot. "DAMN IT WORLD!" he screamed again, bouncing around while cradling his foot.
"Serves him right," he heard some mutter as they walked by.
Ed turned around and glared at him. "SHUT UP! YOU DON'T EVEN KNOW WHAT THE HELL HAPPENED YOU BASTARD!"
"What a horrible person," another person murmured.
"WHAT WAS THAT?" Ed screamed.
"Jerk."
Insults flew in his direction and pierced him thorns. Was this a set up? But why him? He already lost his mother, why would they do anything else? Just let him live his horrible life by the frickin day! All he had left was his little brother, yet, they had taken him away too! The thorns pierced him one by one and soon, Ed gave up struggling and sat down emotionless in the middle of the road.
In the distance, a car made its way on the road. A few feet before it hit Ed, it stopped. The window rolled down and a head popped out. "Ed?" It was Hoenheim.
Ed miserably looked up. Anger and hatred filled his eyes as he saw the man. "Hoenheim," he scowled.
Hoenheim waved. "Hey Ed, I found Al in an orphanage and decided to bring him back. What's the rumor going on about you killing someone?"
He looked down. "It's nothing you'd be worried about."
"The least I could do is worry about you."
"Tch."
The back door to the car opened an out popped out a boy. "Brother!" he called happily.
Ed jumped up. "A-Al!" he exclaimed in surprise.
"Brother!" Al ran to Ed and gave him a big hug.
"Al!"
Al turned around and waved to Hoenheim. "Thanks dad!"
"No problem Al. Well, I better be going on my way."
"What? You're leaving?" Al asked sadly.
Hoenheim nodded. "Be careful, ok? Don't get into any trouble." His eyes narrowed. "I'm trying everything I can do, Al. Remember that."
"Ok!"
With that, Hoenheim drove away.
"What was that bastard talking about?" Ed asked, still angry.
"Huh? I don't know what you're talking about, brother," Al blinked confused.
"You just…" Ed sighed. "Nevermind."
"So what happened at the trial?"
Ed's eyes darkened. "I've been found guilty so they're making me either go to juvenile or to some correction program in Pendleton."
Al's eyes widened. "What! Why Pendleton? But that's where the border war between Amestris and Creta is taking place!"
"That's what I said!" Ed exclaimed.
"Then…" Al murmured.
Ed scratched the back of his head. "I don't know, Al. What should I do? If I go to juve, I won't be able to see you all the time, but if I go to Pendleton, you could get hurt."
"You don't have to worry about me all the time, brother. I'll be fine," Al said.
"Yes but-"
"Just go to Pendleton, brother!"
"Ok. If that's what you want," Ed shrugged.
Al smiled honestly.
Finally, Ed and Al got off the road and headed toward granny Pinako's house.
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Al squeezed Ed's arm. "You can do it, brother," he encouraged.
Ed looked up at the building in determination. "You're right Al. I'll be fine."
He marched into the court room and faced the judge with the same determination he had looked at the building with. Strangely, his lawyer wasn't there.
"Have you made your decision, Edward?" the judge asked. A sly grin had spread across his face.
Ed mimicked that grin and nodded. "I'll do that stupid JC program."
The judges' grin widened and he pretty much chuckled evilly. "Good." In his hand were two train tickets. "Your train leaves an hour from now. I also have a ticket for your brother."
Ed's eyes sparkled as he grabbed the tickets. "Thanks."
"Dismissed." The judge used the mallet again, chuckling.
Outside, Al was waiting eagerly. "C'mon brother! Let's go! The trains leaving soon!" he called, once he saw Ed hopping down the stairs of the big building.
Ed grinned happily and started running to Al. "Yeah. You're right. But you'll never believe what happened!"
"What happened, brother?" Al asked with equal excitement.
He held up the two train tickets. "You do get to come with me!"
"That's great! Now let's go!" Al exclaimed with a slight tone of impatience.
"Alright."
Together, the two brothers headed to the train station.
"Al?" Ed asked as they sat down to wait for the train. "How did you know the train would be leaving soon?"
Momentarily, Al froze. You could just feel the tension. "Lucky guess, I guess brother," Al grinned dumbly.
"Oh. You're good at guessing."
"Thanks!" his grin widened.
Ed jumped a little at the sudden train whistle. "Hey, the trains a few minutes early!" he exclaimed. "That's convenient."
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"Pendleton station," a voice announced.
Gun shots rang everywhere. Ed looked around. There were no civilians in sight, well, except for the dead ones who were shot by the opposing side. But hidden away from all the violence, were a little boy and a seducing older female with him. The boy was holding a sign that said, "EDWARD ELRIC."
Al pointed in that direction. When the boy and lady saw Al, they started waving their arms. After Ed rolled his automail shoulder, he and Al walked in their direction.
"Mr. Edward!" the little boy exclaimed. "It's so nice to meet you! My name is Selim and that's my older sister Veronica!"
Ed looked at Veronica and blushed. She gave him a mean scowl in response.
"You must be thirsty!" Selim smiled and held out a glass of white liquid. "Don't worry, we know you don't like milk. This isn't milk."
He took the cup and looked in. "What is it?" he asked.
Selim held out a finger childishly. "Uh-uh-uh! I can't tell you until after you drink it!" he giggled.
"Fine," Ed sighed rolling his eyes. He pinched his nose and gulped down the liquid. "So, what is it?"
Selims eyes began to glow red. "Have a nice nap, Edward Elric," he grinned evilly, his voice now sounding different.
Ed's eyes opened wide as he began to feel nauseous. Slowly, he began to fade in and out of consciousness. In the end, he collapsed out cold.
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"Brother! Brother wake up!"
Ed groaned as he was shaken awake.
"Al~?" his voice was slurred.
"Brother!" Al exclaimed.
Ed sat up groaning and rubbing his throbbing head. "Damn it, what happened?"
Al looked around. "I- I don't know, but Selim gave me something to drink and then, I ended up here!"
Ed's eyes shot up open as he remembered what had happened. "Crap! What the hell!" he screamed. "Where are we?"
"We're in Creta, brother," Al answered.
"W-Why? We were just in Pendleton!" Ed exclaimed.
Al shook his head.
"Damn it," Ed grumbled.
He stood up and leaned against the wall. They were outside in the busy streets of Creta in front of a restaurant.
"What are we going to do?" Ed asked himself, looking down at the streets.
"B-BROTHER?" he heard a voice call. It sounded like… Al! But, Al was right next to him.
"Al?" Ed asked suspiciously.
Al sat down, looking toward the voice. His eyes wide with fear and tension. The tension was so thick, Ed could really feel it.
"Al…? What's wrong…?"
"Brother!" the voice called again.
"Shit," Al murmured. He stood up quickly and ran away.
"H-Hey!"
The voice got closer and closer until Ed finally saw who it was.
"A-Al? Wh-What?" Ed was completely confused. How could their be two Al's? "Weren't you just… Where…?" He was pointing in multiple directions.
"Brother? Are you sick? You're babbling." Al blinked confused in worry.
"Wait… Wait… What…" Ed's head was spinning as he tried thinking of what the heck just happened. "How are you…"
"When they took me away to an orphanage, they took me here instead. Who that person next to you?" he asked curiously.
"That was… you…!" Their eyes opened wide.
"How is that possible?" Al gasped.
"I don't know…" Ed murmured looking down. Then he looked up abruptly. "How do I know you're actually Al?" he growled.
"Uhm… Uhm…" Al studdered. "Ask me a question."
Ed thought for a moment. "Why do I have automail, who gave it to me, and when did both things happen?"
Al thought for a moment. "We tried to resurrect mom so you lost your arm, you didn't want me to lose anything so you lost your leg for me. Winry gave you the automail and both things happened when you were twelve!"
"Wow. You're right." Ed was surprised. "Ok, you're Al. What do we do now?"
"I tried to see if we could get back to Amestris, but Creta's been in a lockdown from Amestris for years. We can only go to Aerugo," Al replied. "From there, we can go to Xing then to Amestris. But because of how long that would take, I don't think that's a good idea."
"So, we're stuck here?" Ed asked.
Al nodded.
"What've you been doing here?"
"Nothing. Just, surviving I guess," Al shrugged. "Hey, brother, what if that fake Al comes back?"
Ed shrugged. "We fight him back."
"Do you think you can actually fight, me?" a voice asked.
Al and Ed looked up and saw someone with long green hair.
"Brother, isn't that your lawyer?" Al asked.
Ed wasn't paying attention. He was looking up angrily with his fists clenched. "How… Why…!"
The green haired person laughed evilly and jumped down from the building he was standing on.
"Woah! Look at zat!"
"Does zat hurt?"
"The name's Envy, kid. Shape shifting homunculus at your service."
"Shape shifting?" Ed growled. "So you pretended to be my little brother and you got my dad accepted?"
Envy snorted. "Your dad? You mean father? He looks exactly like Hoenheim. The only reason why I acted as your brother was so you wouldn't freak out. Now, I brought him to you, be happy. Interact with everyone from Creta and our plan with work."
"P-Plan?" Ed asked.
"You don't need to know. You just need to do." Envy rolled his eyes. "Get outta my sight before I do it for you."
Ed glared at him, but Al quickly pulled him away. "LET ME AT HIM!" He struggled against his brothers protests until finally, Al let go.
"Tch." Envy looked down at Ed with an annoyed look. "Look at you human scum, squirming amongst each other like worms."
"YOU WANNA SAY THAT AGAIN YOU ASS?" Ed screamed, obviously pissed.
"Zey are going to fight!"
"Come children! Let us leave!"
Soon, the whole area was cleared of people.
"How kind," Envy laughed. "They left us more space to fight. You just wait to me to kick your scrawny little ass."
Ed grew angrier and angrier. "WHO ARE YOU CALLIN' LITTLE?"
"Someone has a complex," Envy mocked.
"DAMN YOU!" Ed charged and held out his autmail fist to punch the homonculus.
He swung but Envy ducked. "Is that the best you can do, shrimp?"
"Envy, stop."
Ed, Al, and Envy stopped to look at the voice. Selim, eyes glowing red, stepped out of the shadows. He didn't look happy.
Envy rolled his eyes. "Yea, whatever brother dear."
They both disappeared into the shadows.
"Hey! Stop!" Ed called after them. Too late. "Damn it!"
Al grabbed his arm. "Stop it brother! They're gone!"
Ed growled angrily. "Damn it."
"Are you guys ok?"
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OwlCookies: toward the beginning, I meant for hoenheim to leave that early. Not because I had nothing better for him to do, it was just part of the plot. Yes, I realized that emotionless Ed on the middle of the road is completely out of character, but… to bad T.T I couldn't think of anything better. When Ed pinched his nose while drinking the liquid, its becuz he thinks its milk and when u pinch ur nose, u cant taste anything. Oh, and uhm… I researched and apparently Creta is suppsed to be based of France so… yea…