Soft blue skies rested far above oceans of brilliant greens and golden yellows. Very few white clouds threatened to block out the harmonious rays of the sun. Scattered about the many plains of Risembool were small forests, if they could be considered even that. Really they were just a handful of trees placed there for shade and to become the homes of squirrels, birds, and insects. There was a large, actual forest somewhere around this peaceful village, but for now it wasn't in sight.

"It sure is good to be home! I can't wait to see the look on Winry's face when I come bursting through that door, wide smile on my face, and full of pride shouting 'Hey, guys, FullMetal's back!'. Then I'll run up and say hi to that worn-out out, lazy, flirting Colonal and shout in his face about how I ain't dead yet!" A young voice full of triumph tore through the calm and soothing late-morning sounds. Standing atop a tall hill, green grass swaying gently with the breeze, was a strong young man. Some might have called him a kid by his size, though. That would have earned them a metal fist to their face and a deafening scream in there ears, most likely something about him not being a microscopic shrimp or something like that. Just because he was seventeen years old and 5'4 did NOT make him a shrimp!

Another breeze passed, his golden hair heald tightly in a pony-tail as well as his bangs flowing because of this. Eyes once closed now opened, showing their bright color, the same golden as his hair. It was nice out today, so Edward did not have his long, dark brown coat on. Instead he just wore his usual brown pants, black shoes, faded green vest, and long white-sleeved shirt.

Behind the boy, a creature crept forward, left leg making soft clanking sounds as it did so. It's dark eyes were fixed on the man, Edward, and only the man, not allowing itself to become distracted by the distant chirping of blue birds, robins, and the like.

Only a few more steps... Just a bit closer... And...

"YEEEEOOOOWWWCH! Ow, ow, ow! Den! Why'd you bite my butt!" Edward shouted, spinning around on his heel and narrowing his golden eyes as he waited for a reply from the dog. Den just sat there, panting and wagging his tail. Edward mumbled something, then he turned around, rubbing his now sore rear with both hands.

Leaves cracking... Twigs breaking... Grass shifting aside to make way for the form moving once more...

Ed smirked and turned sharply as he decided Den was right behind him. "You're not gonna get me this t-..."

However, this was not Den.

Den was laying aside, a large slash in his side, automail leg roughly torn off and thrown to the side.

No, Edward was staring down at a pair of tight, black pants made of the same material that his enemies used for their clothing. He gulped. His eyes widened. His jaw dropped.

Not again, not now!

He narrowed his eyes and shut his mouth, slowley looking up. The person was a man, a young one at that, definantly younger than Ed in appearence. Aside from the tight black pants, he wore a shirt that was just as tight as his pants and showed both his arms and his shoulders, a bit like Envy's, but unlike the other Homunculus' shirt, this covered his stomach. B

ut what affected Ed the most, was the face. "N-No way... It can't be..." The words barely managed to form under his shaking breath.

"Edward! Edward Elric, you have to wake up!" Edward shot up, though he did so a bit too quickly and without thinking. This caused he and the light golden haired boy leaning down in front of him to head butt each other and fall. Edward fell out of his chair and the other boy fell face-first into the table, then slid down to the floor, dragging the many dishes set on the table clothe with him. Edward was backing up into the wall behind him, breathing heavily and sweating to the point that he could swear rivers of sweat were flowing off of him and down to the now filthy wooden floor. The boy groaned and slowley stood.

"Ed... You were screaming in your sleep again... You have to stop passing out at breakfast..." he muttered, one brilliantly blue eye closing as he massaged the right side of his head with his right hand. Edward mumbled a nearly silent apology and stood, picking up the table clothe and setting it back over the table. He glanced a bit uneasily at the boy's face.

'What if...? No, that's impossible. Hiedrich can't be...' he thought, staring at the sixteen year old that had begun to clean the broken dishes scattered about the kitchen floor. The boy wore a white, longsleeved shirt and brown pants with a strap that went up to about the middle of his back, split into two straps, went over his shoulders and down his front to meet his pants again. He had a sort of green and brown mix colored coat that reached down to about his knees.

Once Hiedrich had finished clenaing the floor, he stood and picked up his chair, setting it back on all four legs so he could sit down.

"So much for breakfast." A sigh followed his mumbled words. Edward grinned widely, forcing him to close his golden eyes, and he rubbed the back of his head with his fake hand.

"Eh, sorry about that... I guess I dozed off again..." He said, giving an embarrassed laugh afterward. Hiedrich closed his eyes and shook his head.

"Ed, I'm starting to worry about you. You're up all night, sleep through breakfast, then you act like you've seen the dead come back to life!" he said, opening his eyes and narrowing them at his friend. Ed frowned and rested his fake arm at his side once more. No longer speaking in a happy or somewhat childish voice, he lowered his eyes to the table.

"I have seen the dead come back to life..." he whispered, but he shook his head and smiled. "Ah, it's nothin' to worry about. I never did sleep at night! Besides, I want to find out as much as I can as soon as possible. I need to at least beat your knowledge of rockets!" he said. Hiedrich's eyes returned to their kind and innocent look, and a small grin found its way to his face.

"So... You're just studying... And I thought you were... Heh, sorry Ed." He spoke nearly in a whisper. Edward raised an eybrow.

"You thought I was what?" Hiedrich blinked and laughed, waving his hands.

"I-Ignore that last part. Now, I uh... I'm going to go to work now!" He said, standing and quickly half-jogging to the door. He grabbed his suitcase, turned half way around, waved once, and was then gone. The door slammed behind him, leaving Edward in silence.

It had been three hours since Edward and Alphonse had talked. Outside a strong wind blew, causing the curtains hanging around a now open window to wave inside. One smacked his face as Ed moved to close the window.

"Why'd we have to get curtains?" He mumbled before slamming the windows shut and leaping back into a chair. He rested his right arm behind his head and leaned back, now staring out of one window. After Hiedrich left for work, he had cleaned up the kichen a bit more and moved upstairs into his bedroom. He'd closed and locked the door, then glanced around at the many papers scattered about his room. Ed blinked once.

"A bad storm's comin'. I hope Hiedrich doesn't get cought in it..." He mumbled, continuing to stare up at the dreary, gray clouds rolling in above Munich. Already a few small, dark spots were forming on the streets, some drops tapping lightly against the window Ed watched out of, showing that rain was beginning to fall. That sound of rain was soothing, almost heavenly, and soon it caused Edward to sleep...

Ed stared at the Homonculus a bit more closley. Now that he thought about it, and had gotten over the shock of who it appeared to be, he figured it might just be some trick played by Envy. After all, the choice of clothing wasn't very original. The pants were the same as the now deceased Greed's, the only reason the shirt was different from Envy's was because it hid the Homonculus' back, stomach, and sides. Even the gloves were unoriginal. Plain old fingerless gloves that were torn off at the wrists.

Ed smriked, clapping his hands.

Half his mind, the one used to being in Munich, screamed at him for this because he was supposed to have accepted the fact that he was unable to perform Alchemy. However, the other half, the old Ed, the one that existed before he even knew about Munich, or the other side of The Gate, the one that wouldn't hesitate to beat your face in no matter who you were until someone stopped him if you called him short, cheered him on and said it only made sense that since he was back in his own world he could perform Alchemy and should never accept the fact that the FullMetal Alchemist isn't even an Alchemist anymore!

For an instant he hoped this would work. After all, it had been a very long time since he'd last had to fight. A year, wasn't it? Well, we'll have to see...

The sound of clothe ripping, blue light flashing at the top of the hill, and a chuckle. No, a snicker.

"This should be a piece of cake. I know that's you, Envy. When did you get so sloppy? Even if thst person was a Homonculus, he wouldn't dress like that!" he said before pulling his arm back, and aiming to stab it through the Homonculus' heart.

It would only be one life down, who knows how many more to go, but it would still take him a step closer to killing the Homonculus.

"Envy? Why would you mistake me for my older brother? We look nothing alike."

Author's Note: Well, that's the end of the first chapter. Sorry I couldn't make it longer with a little less dialogue and a lit more action and description, but eh, It gives you an idea of how I write and starts off the story, at least. The next chapter should be up soon, but until then, I'd really like a few reviews. You don't have to, but it'd be nice. Oh, right, and I don't own FullMetal Alchemist, never did, never will. I didn't create it or got the idea for it, either. I DID, however, create the new Homonculus who shall remain nameless until around chapter four. Probabley should have put that at the beginning, didn't, so I put it here. -Crimson (Cri for short.)