This is my first fanfic! I'm so excited! Please read! XD
Ed was hammering on a nail on the roof. Ever since he lost his ability to use alchemy, he'd had to fix everything by hand: The door, the wooden floor, and even the roof. And sometimes it was just too much. Ed sighed, his voice tinged with weariness. The only upside to losing his alchemy was that Al was in this world, soul and body. Ed smiled. He loved seeing how alive his brother was, and he especially loved seeing Al try out new things. Since Al had never eaten before, he always stuffed himself at mealtimes, trying out new flavors. He'd even tried a new flavor of bread Winry had made, though he threw up right after doing so. Winry wouldn't talk to Al for days after that event.
But sometimes, Ed just wasn't ready yet, to accept his fate. A life with no alchemy. Then what of the hours he had spent? What of the days, years, time he had used—all for a life with nothing he had spent laboring over.
Ed stopped hammering on the godforsaken nail, which somehow never made it in the roof. He would have to do the job later. He gazed at the horizon on the roof. "Well," he thought, "not everything is so bad about this after all." He had spent half an hour already gazing in the sunset, when Al came up. "What are you thinking about?" Al asked.
"Nothing," Ed said. "Just wondering how my life will go after… Y'know, the whole event with the homunculi."
"Then that's not nothing," Al teased, as he smiled at his brother. Ed gave a quick smile back, before finally taking up his hammer, and hammering the nail in the roof with a final smash.
"Don't break the roof!" Winry shouted. She was standing outside, watching them.
"W-when did you get here?!" Ed spluttered, perturbed at the thought of Winry becoming a stalker.
"Just now!" Winry shouted. "Don't go thinking I'm a stalker either, otaku!"
Ed and Al sweatdropped. Winry knew him so well.
"Dinner is ready! Hurry up and come down, you alchemy otaku!" Winry shouted.
"Alright, alright," Ed sighed. But secretly, he was smiling. Things would be as they always had been, before the attempt on human transmutation had started. Before the very thing Ed regretted the most had even been done.
Al hopped down the ladder. "Woo hoo!" he shouted, as he reached the bottom. "What's for dinner today?"
Ed followed in pursuit, his job with the roof done. He went down the ladder, step by step. But somehow, his foot slipped. "Whoa!" he shouted, before crashing down to the ground. Then, everything became black.
Ed blearily opened his eyes. He groaned. Somehow, this place gave him the creeps. All he could see was white, white, and more white. "Where am I?" he wondered. He only knew of one place that was purely white. But that couldn't be. He'd lost his ability to do alchemy. He hadn't even made a human transmutation circle.
"Hello there," said a smiling face. The face was completely blank; no eyes, nose or ears. But, there were teeth. And they were stretched in a wide grin. Ed knew that face. He froze in place, as if all time had stopped.
Ed paled, the blood leaving his face. "You," he managed to say, before his jaw stopped working; his eyes widening.
"How has time treated you?" Truth asked, in a sitting position. Truth got up, still smiling. "Now, I do believe I have something to talk to you about."
Please comment or review! Thanks for reading! This was very short, because I wanted it to end with him meeting Truth. Thanks again! The next chapter will be more... interesting, so read on folks!