Full Metal Alchemist: Brotherhood Fanfiction: Bye, Bye Birdie
Rin: 'Ello AGAIN! My third fanfic, second FMA one. This version is based on Brotherhood this time.
Ed: I am back as well.
Al: Me too
Rin: 'sigh' Yes I am stuck with the pipsqueak, the walking tin can, and…hey where did the palm tree go?
Ed: ….
Al: Envy didn't want to get patronized by you so he quit.
Rin: I'll find him and force him to talk with us! If you have any ideas for characters I can talk to give some! Anyway please review! I OWN NOTHING!
Chapter 1: Edward Meets His Match
"Full Metal, I have another assignment for you," Colonel Roy Mustang held out a manila envelope to the blonde boy standing in front of his desk.
The boy opened the envelop and quickly read the papers inside.
"There has been a string of robberies in Central, they all involve an adversary of small size but is apparently very strong. We have already sent out foot soldiers and they returned rather banged up. There have also been reports of alchemy being involved," the flame alchemist continued.
"What! Are you doubting size Colonel?" the boy's golden eyes flickered dangerousely.
"No, I'm just saying that it is troubling that perhaps a child is beating armed soldiers and is a powerful alchemist," he replied calmly.
The blonde boy huffed but stowed the envelope under his arm and then without a word turned to leave.
"Oh and Full Metal?" Mustang called.
The boy sighed but craned his head around to look at his superior.
The black haired man smirked, "Bring this thief back alive please,".
The blonde boy walked down the hallway of Central Command, followed closely by a large suit of armor. They made their way through the building and outside into the streets of Central.
"Niisan, how are we going to catch this thief? We don't know where he'll strike next," a surprisingly high pitched voice came from the suit of armor.
"Well Al, from what the paper says this guy has been targeting artifacts, expensive jewelry, and so on. All we have to do is to find out if any well know shops have anything of interest with them at the moment or coming in within the week," the boy addressed the armor.
So then the duo went to all the jewelry shops in central, to the Central bank, even the Central District Museum. It was there they found that just that morning the museum had gotten the Empress's Eye. This piece of history was a hundred year old jade orb, inlaid with onyx and opal.
"Have you gotten any warnings or hints that you may be robbed?" the blonde boy asked the supervisor of the museum.
"None at all, but I must assure you that we have well armed security staff here," the plump man said rather smugly.
The boy huffed again and, still followed loyally by the armor, left the museum and headed to their room back at Central Command.
It was dark, a full moon illuminated the empty streets of Central in an eerie glow. The shadow flitted across an alley. It could have been just a cat or a large rat, but then the outline of a small person was visible. The person was clothed in a black cloak with the hood up, the bottoms of a pair of slim leather boots could be seen just below. He stood as still as a statue, then quick as a flash climbed up a rain gutted. Then with amazing acrobatics flipped up onto the roof silently.
The person flitted across the roofs of the buildings as fast as a specter, until finally there was an open pavilion that led to the large marble steps of the Central Museum.
The thief slid down another gutter and bolted across the pavilion and pressed himself against the side of the building. He then searched along the outside of the museum, until he came to a metal hatch.
There was a flash of silvery light an the hatch swung open. The figure slid onto his stomach and slid in.
Half an hour passed, nothing moved or made a sound until finally a sliding sound came from the side of the museum. The cloaked figure slid out of the hatch, something clutched in his hand.
He quickly stuffed the orb into a pouch at his hip and then climbed back up onto the roofs. The person flipped, leaped, and slid over the houses until he was almost two miles away from the museum.
He then slid down into a wide alley.
BANG!
There was an explosion and a section of the surrounding brick wall expanded and moved to closed off half the alley.
"Ha! Where you going to run now?" a voice came from the other end of the alley.
The thief turned and saw two figures, one short figure, and one big, hulking
figure.
That was all the thief really got to see before a cloud covered the bright full moon.
"You thought that you were going to get away with it huh?" the shorter figure laughed and stepped forward.
The cloaked figure widened his stance and reached behind himself, grasping inside the black cloak.
"There's a rumor going around that you're pretty tough, that you took on a whole bunch of armed foot soldiers," the short figure stepped even closer.
"Well, so am I," he clapped his hands and then there was a ripping noise as something very sharp extended out of his arm.
Almost at the same time the thief grabbed hold of the thing inside his cloak and whipped it out. It was a four and a half foot long katana. It had a black hilt wrapped in red cloth strips. Then blade was thin but deadly looking, it was reinforced steel with a swirling black design etched into the metal.
"Who are you?" a voice came from the depths of the hood.
The short boy smirked, "I am the Full Metal Alchemist Edward Elric, and your worst nightmare," he added for effect.
"Funny I was about to say the same to you, pipsqueak," the thief mocked, tossing the sword between his two hands.
"WHO ARE YOU CALLING A SHRIMP WHO IS TO SMALL TO BE ON THE APPITIZER MENU!" Ed yelled and charged at his target.
The thief waited then jumped right as Edward slashed at him and then spun in the air and back slashed with his sword.
Luckily Ed had turned and blocked the strike with his forearm. Right then the cloud moved away from the moon, casting it's eerie light in the two fighters. You could now see that Edward's coat and shirt was slit open at the elbow and the tatters of his right glove clung to his wrist.
You could see the gleam of his steel arm and the blade that extended from it.
"So you have automail, guess that saved your life there, but it was a small mistake on my part," the thief giggled.
"AHHHHH! DON'T CALL ME SMALL!" the blonde boy charged randomly again.
The thief side stepped easily and again turned to face Edward.
A large shadow appeared above the thief, and he turned to see that the large hulking shape was someone in a huge suit of armor.
"Quick brother!" he made a grab for him but the thief ducked and kicked as hard as he could at the armor's chest.
But that was just the distraction, Edward came up behind the thief and pinned his hands behind his back, making him drop the katana and making the thief scream.
But it was the high pitched scream of a girl, and it shocked Ed so much that he loosened his grip just enough.
The scream was cut short and Edward found himself falling then smacking on the ground with the air whooshed out of him and the gleaming point of a sword at his throat.
He looked up the edge of the blade to the leather glove holding the handle, then up an automail arm, and then up into the round face of a girl.
"What the HELL!" Ed said dumbfounded.
She wore a pale gray tank top, black pants and brown, old fashion boots. Her hair was tied back into a loose braid, her hair was jet black except for a strand of hair that hung down her face that was dyed bright red.
On her left shoulder was a complicated transmutation circle. Her other arm, well it was automail. It extended from just below her chin to her entire right arm.
The final feature that was interesting, was a thin scar that ran from the girl's temple to just above her chin.
"What? Expecting a body builder?" the girl grinned mischievously poking Edward in the shoulder with the tip of her blade.
"Who are you?" was the only thing that Ed was able to peep out.
The girl tilted her head like a curious child and her grin faded, "I can't tell you that stupid.
"But if you don't mind I'll be going now, I need to take this back," she patted the leather pouch on her hip.
Edward tried to sit up but the tip of the sword dug into his neck.
"Come on a little girl like you wouldn't kill me, now just give up that orb and go back to your mommy and daddy," Ed growled, mad that he was being beaten.
"You're not cut out for this, come on give it up if you do this you're going to be hunted by the military,".
The girl's placid expression disappered in an instant and was replaced by one of malice. She raised her sword her face falling into shadow.
"NO! NIISAN!"
Rin: CLIFFHANGER!
Ed: Only the first chapter and already you're torturing your readers.
Rin: NO! I love my readers they are my source of inspiration!
Al: Then why do you do this?
Rin: Just because I want to annoy you guys ;D Thanks for reading PLEASE PRESS REVIEW BUTTON!