A/N: THIS IS NOT A PARODY OF THE MOVIE RED RIDING HOOD (or book). This is my own retelling of the Brother's Grimm's Little Red Riding hood but using FMA character cause I'm awesome.
And guess whhhhhat? It's another AU! Woot!
Pairing: Chimera! RoyEd
Bet you didn't see that coming! Ha!
Warning: Mature Content further down the story and major character deaths and many deaths of OCs.
Enjoy
Prologue:
The number eight is a very interesting number. It's symmetrically shaped and between the numbers seven and nine. Eight is the number of tentacles on an octopus, as well as how many legs a spider has.
Eight is also the number of how many people had lost their lives in the last wolf attack. And it was eight words that had sent detective Edward Elric to his next mission.
"Detective Elric, we have a case for you."
The young man of 21 years looked up at his superior. "Where are you sending me now?"
"I'm sending you back, back to Resmebol."
"And for what reason do I have to return?"
Ed had a strong feeling that his boss was sending him on far away cases to get rid of him.
Detective Edward Elric was brilliant, he had solved hundreds of cases ranging from theft to murder. However, Edward had a strange work ethic, so strange that people had accused him of witch craft. Not only was Edward a detective, he was also a scientist. Scientists didn't have the best reputation in Central. Actually, scientists didn't have good reputations anywhere. Why? Because scientists question the bible, and the existence of God. And people don't exactly fancy it when you question their beliefs.
That was reason enough to send someone away.
To top that off, Edward wasn't very well mannered; he was messy and loud. He didn't care to be polite, and lived a solitary life style.
Ed was brilliant yes, but not a very likable person.
His superior kept his face completely expressionless as he spoke. "I figured that you should be the one to deal with the murders there. After all, you were born and raised in Resmebol. Take it as a friendly gesture."
The young detective held back the urge to strangle his boss. He hated his superior and his superior hated him. Edward frowned, "That's not the only reason why you're sending me back."
"You're correct, Fullmetal." There was a slight crack in his boss's expression; it could've looked like a smile or… constipation. "The officers of the state are coming by for rounds, I'd rather you not be here to embarrass us."
"Of course." Ed glared at him, "Or it could also be the reason that the last two detectives you sent have been killed looking into this case." Edward slammed his hands on his superior's desk, "You're not sending me to solve this! You're sending me to be killed…"
There was a silence… his boss wasn't denying it.
Edward took his hands off the table and started walking towards the door, "I'll take the case, I'll solve it, and I'll make it back alive."
