You know, I've been obsessed with Fullmetal Alchemist fan fics for ages, and yet I have never seen a Star Wars/ FMA crossover fic. A fair few Harry Potter ones, but no Star Wars. So I decided to write one, though I suppose I really should be writing Across the Void. Meh. I'll get round to it. I'm kind of stuck on that one at the moment.
This fic will be totally Ed/Win, before the end of the series, and after the Lab Five incident. The Star Wars part of it will begin at the beginning The Phantom Menace, and if I get a few reviews, will continue throughout the whole Star Wars saga.
Pairings: As I said before, Ed/Win. As well as Anakin/Padme. I don't know yet, but mayhap Al will find a special someone...
Warnings: Spoilers for the series up until episode twenty four. Things may change, as I'm rewatching the series at the moment. In fact, to be on the safe side, spoilers for throughout the series!
Disclaimer: I don't own neither FMA nor Star Wars. I'd be very, very rich if I did.
The Jedi Alchemist
Chapter 1- And now for something completely different.
"What do you mean, they're dead?" Winry Rockbell, professional Automail mechanic, screamed at First Lieutenant Riza Hawkeye. The older woman was expressionless, but her eyes were sympathetic.
"Just exactly that, Winry," Riza replied kindly, and then winced, realising how harsh the words were. She put a hand on the younger girl's shoulder. Winry looked as if she was going to burst into tears at any moment.
"There was a bomb," Riza started hesitantly. "The blast from it shook the support beams of the warehouse loose, the warehouse Edward and Alphonse were investigating. We believe that when the roof caved, both boys were killed instantly." Difficult to explain to Winry, but it had to be said. But when the girl nodded, looking much calmer than but a few seconds before, Riza was worried. Winry had the glazed look of unshed tears sparkling in her cerulean blue eyes.
"If there's anything I can do... If you need me..." Riza trailed off, suddenly aware of how little knowledge she possessed when it came to comforting distressed teenagers, especially females. Edward she could... could have handled, but girls had to be dealt with in a softer manner. Clicking the safety off her handgun wouldn't do anyone any good.
"I'll be fine, Miss Riza," Winry informed her. She was pale, and by the way her hands were shaking nearly uncontrollably, she beginning to feel the early signs of loss. But the way her skin colour was fading... Riza had to draw the line at that. No one could look that ashen and be alright.
"You don't look fine," Riza told her gently, attempting a second approach at a kind tone.
"I wonder why!" Winry snapped, and instantly felt ashamed. Riza was only trying to help, after all.
Edward was dead. Al too. Winry sniffled. That wasn't possible... well, it wasn't impossible but... Who would have thought that something as trivial as a collapsing roof would claim the invincible Elric brothers? It was stupid really. Ed had never let the prospect of death keep him from his goal of restoring his brother's body, not matter how many times he'd had close scrapes, and managed to destroy her automail at the same time. So why now?
She mentally shook herself. Stop theorizing! She scolded herself. Your best friends just... died, and you're wondering 'why'? Get a hold of yourself!
"Winry?!" Riza's yell brought her back to where she was; Central City's Military Headquarters, just outside the office of Colonel Roy Mustang, the Flame Alchemist, and his subordinates.
"Winry, what's going on?!" Riza half screamed, now sounding afraid. The door to the office opened, and several face peered out at the commotion, no doubt wondering what was making the unstoppable woman that was Riza Hawkeye yell.
"I'm fine!" Winry reassured the near hysterical woman once again, putting up her hands in the pleading gesture that Al alw- had always assumed when his brother was being unreasonable. It was in that moment that the girl realised she was fading.
"What the-" Winry started, and watched in a kind of fascinated horror as her world started to die away. A dark haired, dark eyed man squeezed his fellow officers and gave a yelp of shock as he realised the predicament Winry was in. She couldn't think of anything to do; she waved at the startled officers as she faded into oblivion...
"You humans are hopeless. Completely hopeless."
Ed couldn't believe it. He was dead, and the Gate wouldn't let him pass. Instead, it was busy giving him and his brother, Alphonse, the scolding of their lifetimes- well, death times, now.
"Jeez, I let you have your brother's soul back, and you both just went and got yourselves killed permanently."
"Hey, it wasn't our fault!" Ed yelled. He was dead, after all. The Gate would have to let him and Al through at some point.
"Sure it wasn't your fault! Whose was it? The milk man's?"
"Please, Mister Gate, sir, it truly wasn't our fault," Al put in, though he sounded confused as to what title to give the Gate. Sure he had met it before, but it ate his body, so no use annoying it further. "There was a kitty, but it looked a lot like Envy, it even had purple-"
"I really don't care how you died, it's just that your task wasn't finished... But I can't send you back there because you're both dead. Just useless!"
"Wait, what do you mean, 'our task wasn't finished'?!" Ed asked, looking bewildered in his ectoplasmic form.
"Ah, all you humans have to do some sort of task, change the world, etc. But, since you two died prematurely, you two can't go to the peaceful realms until you've done your bit."
"Our bit?" Al asked, his armour, though expressionless, still managing to convey the fact that he was as clueless as his brother.
"Well, yes," the Gate replied as if it was the simplest thing in the whole of existence. "And you know what else? I believe I need some form of entertainment."
Ed began to look worried. Not that anyone could blame him, in that situation. "Entertainment?"
"Yes. Ever since that Dante woman managed to get the Philosopher's Stone four hundred years back, there's been nothing but violence and corruption on your world. And the alternate world? Don't get me started on that! There's no alchemy, only scientists with about as much backbone as a boneless fish!"
"Wait!" Ed started, sounding excited. "Did you just say Philosopher's Stone?"
"No, I said 'furry gorilla'. What do you think I said, you stupid human?! Of course it was the Philosopher's- hey, wait a minute."
"What?" both, might I repeat again, dead, brothers asked in unison.
"I have for you a proposition."
"Like what?" Ed couldn't keep the distrust from his voice.
"Well, my sister, here, Force- say hello, Force-" A blue radiance appeared, looking like a floating lantern.
"Hello."
"Yes, as I was saying, Force here has a prophesy in her universe. Something about a chosen one and some such nonsense-" A slapping noise indicated that Gate had been slapped.
"Ouch! Well, yes, she has a prophesy that has to be fulfilled. Only she has seen that the people involved are not enough to protect and guide said Chosen One to bring balance between evil and light. This is what I ask of you; you go in, help light return and kill darkness, and you may go back to live on your world. Your brother may have his body back, and I'll take care of any paperwork that was filled out to say you two died. Do we have a deal?"
Ed raised an eyebrow. "There's another universe?"
"Well, duh," Force butted in. "You lot always believe you're the only ones with intelligent sentient life forms in existence. Well, you're wrong!" Force vanished in a huff, leaving Ed and Al feeling somewhat shell shocked.
"Okay, before we agree, how long will this prophesy take to complete?"
"Eh? Oh, about thirty seven years."
"What?!" Yelped both Ed and Al. Gate sighed.
"Fine. You two get to go back to your own time, and you shall stay, as long as you're in Force's universe, at the age of say... eighteen and seventeen. Now do we have a deal?!"
Ed turned to his little brother. "We really don't have a choice, do we?" he asked.
Al shrugged, the armour clanging and banging with the movements. "I guess not."
"Oh yes, I forgot," Gate started, slyly.
"What?" Al asked this time.
"I sent a friend along. You'll find her eventually, within the first year of your existence there. You'll know her when you see her."
"Who is she?!" Ed yelled at Gate, who, had it a face, would have been smirking a lot.
"You'll see." Was the answer as Edward and Alphonse faded into oblivion.
And Ed, who of course always had to have the last say, screeched something to the effect of, "You bastard!" in return.
Yes, I realise the Gate was a complete smartarse, and that's purposeful. This is supposed to be fun, and if you haven't already noticed, totally AU. I apologise for any OOCness. Hopefully that will be fixed soon. By the way; I really like Riza, she's my favourite female character, so I don't mean to make her sound callous. It just works.
Oh, and please review if you like