Hi, TheAmbitiousWriter here. I apologise; I kind of fell off the map for a bit there. Well, I LIVE! ...Anyway, I knowI haven't updated any of my stories in practically forever. I'm sorry. n But my friends Reyna, Kristina, Chandler and I (I've changed the names for security reasons) have been working on this one for a long time, and it's finally finished, despite distractions. Of course, the story is still going on, trailing across fandoms, because it's just that big. But for the Fullmetal Alchemist fandom, the one that started this story, I have finally decided to post Convergence Part 1. So please, bear with me the awkwardness of this starting point. It gets really, really funny later on, and in later parts in different fandoms, there starts being some drama, some romance... all that jazz. If you want to, you can follow the story through all the fandoms it crosses as I post more and more of it. Each part will be a different one. And yes, this was written by four different people. Mistakes will happen. So, without further ado, part 1, chapter 1...
Part I
Chapter 1: Rory
So I was having a perfectly normal day until a small, blond-haired alchemist fell out of the sky. And landed on top of me. Ouch.
He was screaming really loudly, too. That guy has a set of pipes on him. I'm surprised I didn't go deaf. And what's worse, when he hit the ground (or rather, hit me) he didn't stop screaming.
"Dude! You're not falling anymore!" I shouted over the noise. He fell silent.
"Oh."
"Could you… get off me now?"
"Hm? Oh, sorry!" He quickly stood up. I briefly wondered why it was raining Fullmetal Alchemist cosplayers, but I didn't get a chance to ask, because I glanced up and saw said cosplayer's costume. Wooooow.
"Man, that coat is awesome~!" I squealed, feeling my inner fangirl (yes, boys can fangirl) flare up. "Are you wearing contacts?"
"What? What are you talking about?" The guy looked genuinely confused. I got the message.
"Riiiight, guess those don't exist in Amestris. Wink wink."
He just stared at me.
"Uh, never caught your name. Or your reason for falling out of the sky."
"I'm Edward-"
"Elric, I know." I sighed. This was why I never cosplayed. People got waaaaay too into character.
He looked even more confused, but apparently decided against questioning my already questionable sanity and instead asked where he was.
"Portland, Oregon. Empty lot full of food carts. So I guess it's not really empty-"
"Where?"
"Y'know, Oregon? The U. S.? North America? Earth- I'm sorry, your eyes are freaking me out. Just like, wazzam, gold! It looks really cool though."
The guy looked like he was about to say something else when a loud clang resonated through the streets.
"Drat, that'll be Al!" Cosplay Dude took off, epic coat billowing behind him. I chased after.
"Wait, you never told me where you got your costuuuuuume~!"
I stopped when I saw the armour. Cosplay Dude was flitting about like a small, golden bat, asking the guy in the armour if he was okay. It would've looked pretty normal (for Portland) if the guy's helmet hadn't been sitting on the ground by my feet.
The armour was empty.
I am ashamed to say that I screamed like a girl.
I wasn't expecting that, okay?!
"WHAT THE HELL?!" I screeched. "THAT ARMOUR IS LEGITIMATELY EMPTY! Either we have reached the height of cosplay or this is flippin' REAL!"
"Brother, who's that?" asked the shockingly real Alphonse Elric. "And where are we?"
"I have no idea, both times," admitted Edward.
There was an awkward silence where I probably should have said something like "Rory Stockhelm, at your services!" but I was too busy standing there with my mouth hanging wide open.
I probably would've stood there all day if I hadn't heard my friend Kristina scream.
I reacted almost as quickly as Edward did, but he quickly outran me (I'm out of shape). Turning a corner, he stopped so suddenly I collided with him, sending us both tumbling to the ground.
We stared.
"Chandler, NO SETTING COLONEL MUSTANG ON FIRE!" screeched Kristina.
"I thought he'd put it out!" shot back my other friend, Chandler.
"This is gonna be a long day," sighed Reyna, the third party member.
"So, would this be a bad time to shout 'A wild Edward approaches'?" I laughed nervously. Kristina shot me a death glare.
"This is gonna be a really long day."
A very charred and sooty Colonel approached me warily. "Just who are you people?"
"WE ARE THE OTAKUS!" yelled Kristina dramatically.
"Actually, I'm not," pointed out Chandler.
"I apologise for my friends," I monotoned. "My name is Rory. Rory Stockhelm. These are my friends, Kristina, Chandler, and Reyna."
"I am Colonel Roy Musta-"
"Yeah, we know."
"How the hell do you know that?" piped up Edward.
"Can we show them? Oh, please can we show them?" begged Kristina.
"Wouldn't it be bad for them to know their futures? Remember what Doctor Who has taught you, my pupil. Never go against the laws of time."
"Up until the present, then! C'mon, we can have an FMA marathon! With the characters!"
"So you want to squish them all into your place and watch it on your teeny tiny television?"
"We could go to your place, Rory," suggested Reyna.
"W-wait! I never agreed to anything-"
"WOULD YOU PLEASE JUST SHUT UP AND TELL US WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON?!" Edward interrupted.
Kristina placed both hands on his shoulders. It was easy, since he was quite a bit shorter than her. "Listen, Ed, you might want to sit down for this."
"I don't-"
"Sit down, Brother," ordered Alphonse.
Edward sat.
Kristina pointed at Colonel Mustang, her finger inches from his nose, making him go cross-eyed.
"YOU are an anime character!" The finger travelled around to point at Al. "YOU are an anime character!" Edward stared down the pointing finger last of all. "EVERYONE is an anime character!"
Chandler frowned. "Well, just those three."
"Wait, is this really happening?" I tried to ask, but no-one answered me. Kristina was busy explaining what anime was to Ed and Al, while Reyna tried to prevent Chandler from setting the Colonel on fire again.
I left to buy some deep-fried ice cream from a nearby food cart, and when I came back, things had escalated.
"No! Don't throw glitter on Ed, Kristina, now he looks like Edward Cullen!"
"Confession: I have never seen past episode 3 of Brotherhood."
"WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU?!"
"Edward who?"
"It's not my fault!"
"And I set fiiiiiire to the rain!"
"SHUT UP!"
"Would you prefer THIS MUSTANG'S ON FIIIIIIIIIIRE!"
"That's worse!"
"Brother, calm down!"
"I AM NOT A VAMPIRE!"
I watched it all unfold, slowly chewing my deep-fried ice cream.
Better than a movie.
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