Hey everyone! So I'm officially doing NaNoWriMo (National Novel Writing Month) and I decided to write mine about Ed. So this story will end up being around 50,000 words long, and I will write it all during the month of November.

However, I will not be posting it all during this month, I will space things out properly, maybe weekly updates, but keep in mind this was all written within one month.

Full Summary: After father is defeated, all Ed wants is to retire from the military and return to his home town of Resembool with his brother Al. However, the Fuhrer Grumman has other plans. Ed is sent to the west. His assignment is clear, go undercover as a new recruit, find the corruption, and expose it.

Disclaimer: even though I am writing this for National Novel Writing Month, I do not own it, or any of the Full Metal Characters and plots.

I hope you guys enjoy!

As the sun rises higher in the sky, Ed can't help but shift uncomfortably in his seat. He is sitting on the end next to his younger brother Al, shuddering as a small bead of sweat rolls down his back. Al has only been back in his own body for a short 24 hours, and has dozed off into a light nap from the intense heat.

An old man dressed in a tuxedo is standing at the front of the crowd finishing up his speech. Applause explodes from the audience and the man bows before stepping off stage. Ed sits up in his seat, anxious for the ceremony to be over.

A younger, more familiar man steps up to the podium. With short black hair and piercing black eyes, Roy Mustang commands the stage. Ed can't help but roll his eyes at the lazy colonel, but figures he should pay attention, since Roy does occasionally say important things.

"Hey Al, wake up." Ed whispers harshly into his brother's ear as he jabs him with his elbow. Al stirs slightly with a low groan.

"Is it over?" Al straightens abruptly in his seat as he brings himself to full consciousness.

Ed shakes his head no, but motions towards Roy, "He has some sort of announcement."

Al nods, and the two fall silent as Roy clears his throat to speak. "I would now like to announce your new leader, Fuhrer Grumman." Roy takes a step back and gestures off stage as the audience applauds loudly.

Grumman enters from stage left, waving to the audience with a broad smile spread across his face.

His gaze rakes across the crowd as he reaches the podium, and when his eyes meet Ed's he winks slyly before addressing the camera in front of him.

"As unfortunate as it is that Fuhrer Bradley was stolen away from us…"

Ed zones out again, he knows that Grumman will make a great Fuhrer, even without listening to his droning political speech. Al however, is sitting up, eager to use his newly regained senses to their fullest.

Ed's gaze wanders, and he catches Roy staring at him from his post behind the Fuhrer. Ed narrows his eyes at the Colonel, but Roy ignores the action, turning his head to examine the crowd.

Ed keeps shifting his eyes, and they land on the blond officer standing directly to Roy's right.

Riza Hawkeye is standing at sharp attention, her eyes shifting as she patrols every square inch of the surrounding area for the slightest chance of danger. She notices Ed looking at her, and allows her lips to curve up in the slightest smile. If Ed didn't know the First Lieutenant so well, he would have thought he was imagining it.

Ed nods once in her direction, and then decides to take in his surroundings.

The ceremony is taking place in the largest rose garden in Central. The gardeners worked frantically for 24 hours straight to open up a large clearing in the middle of the garden, rearranging the roses so the Fuhrer could have his televised speech in the most beautiful place possible.

"…and I will use these strategies to lead Amestris into a new future." Ed snaps his attention back to the front as the audience applauds for the third and final time, signaling the end of the ceremony. Grumman salutes the crowd and exits the stage, sharing a few words Roy and Riza on is way out.

The two turn to follow Grumman out, probably escorting him to his next destination.

With the ceremony over, the crowd starts filing out of the garden, eager to escape the blistering heat.

Ed stands up eagerly, stretching out his stiff limbs. "I'm glad that's over." He turns to his left to help Al to his feet. Al gratefully accepts his brother's arm, and the two make their way out of the garden.

Once they have retreated to their air conditioned hotel room, Ed collapses onto his hotel bed with a groan.

"Wasn't that interesting brother?" Al is full of energy from his nap, and settles down on one of the chairs in the room as he tries to start up a conversation with his brother.

Ed half shrugs as his head sinks deeper into his pillow. "It was fine…"

Al continues happily, "I think Fuhrer Grumman will make a great Fuhrer."

"I need to go see him," Ed pushes himself into a sitting position, a grim expression settling onto his face.

"Why is that brother?"

Ed holds up his two bare hands and shows his identical palms to Al. "I can't use alchemy anymore, so I need to turn in my State Alchemist pocket watch and resign from the military. I'm going to go visit Fuhrer Grumman right now, you should wait here, then we can get some lunch."

Al nods, "Alright brother, see you later."

Ed stands up from the bed and pulls on his famous red jacket. He pulls open the hotel door, pausing for a moment to glance over his shoulder at his younger brother, "You rest up and I'll be back soon."

Ed knocks on the door briskly three times and waits patiently for a response. There is a new brass label on the door, with "Fuhrer Grumman" carved into it in clean cursive.

"You may come in," A voice rings out from inside the room, so Ed opens the door tentatively.

Fuhrer Grumman is sitting behind his desk, reading over a piece of paper. He glances up as Ed enters the room, motioning for him to sit down with his free hand.

Ed settles down into one of the huge red chairs across from the desk, suddenly feeling nervous as he sits in front of the most powerful man in the country.

"What can I do for you?" Grumman places down the paper he is holding, looking the older Elric brother squarely into his eyes through his half rim glasses.

Ed reaches into his pocket and pulls out his most valuable possession, placing it onto the desk in front of Grumman. "I would like to retire from the position of State Alchemist." Ed holds his gaze level, showing the new Fuhrer that he is serious about his decision.

Grumman reaches out to pick up the pocket watch, flipping it between his fingers as he contemplates what Ed has told him.

"I cannot allow this Major Elric,"

Ed freezes in his seat, his golden eyes narrowing. "What?"

Grumman puts down the watch and files through his desk for a moment, pulling out a manila folder.

"I have one last assignment for you."

Well what did you all think? Stay tuned for more! This is going to be a crazy month.