I only own my OCs!
I'm sorry! I forgot the author note for this so I'm adding it now. This is more of a prologue, so don't worry if it doesn't make sense. It's not supposed to! I wanted to work on a Fullmetal story so bad I put off writing my Pokemon Mystery Dungeon one! OK, so just for this chapter I would like you to pull up youtube or something and listen to themes that I suggest! It's just because I always liked listening to Alphonse and the music at the beginning of every episode of the first anime! Do it for Al! Okay, it's only short because I was also typing for my crossover. If you want to do the themes, play the themes Way Home and Title until you get to the second horizontal line. Then just play Beaming Sunlight at the fifth section and see if you get why. Mainly, I listened to the soundtrack because I haven't watched or read Fullmetal in a while. Yes, this will be manga, and both anime's line if that makes sense. Also, I just love this idea because I don't know! I would love suggestions of what to write next because I want this to be long and really interesting. Plus, I didn't think ahead! So, without further ado, here's today's quote! Just kidding. I quote the first three sentences from Alphonse! YAY!
"Humankind cannot gain anything without first giving something in return. To obtain, something of equal value must be lost. That is Alchemy's first law of Equivalent Exchange. You're quite familiar with that law, correct?"
"Yes. If I wasn't, how could I get to where I am today?"
"Well, Kenji, I've got a request for you to go to Amesteres from Colonel Mustang. He wants you to help a few members of the military out with something. Are you up for it?"
"Of course, Void. I haven't ever been to Amesters, but maybe I'll get a lead there. But you have to promise me something. Promise me you won't tell him. Promise me you won't tell him a thing about where I went."
"Of course…"
"'Fullmetal Alchemist Edward Elric, we of the organization have decided to send you and ally to serve you in any way. He will stand by you through all hardships, and may you learn, grow, and discover together.' That's it. That's all it says. At the bottom it's signed with gold ink. "
"Let me see that! Hmmm….. It's real gold! Al, I think this is an official document!"
"Is it really, Ed? They must have gone through some trouble getting it to us. It's addressed to our country!"
"Yeah, and whoever sent it must be important. They even got Mustang, Hawkeye, and Hughes' signatures!"
"I wonder why they requested Gracia to personally deliver it! She's not even in the military!"
"Well Al, I think we'll find out soon enough!"
Alchemy is the law of equivalent exchange. To gain, something of equal value must be lost. That is the fundamental law of alchemy, and the law I must abide by while I'm in this world. I just hope helping this alchemist may help me in my own search…
"Winry! Come inside! I don't think you should be standing outside tonight! It's supposed to rain and what would those boys do if they need our help and you're in bed sick!?"
"Yes Granny!" the sky was dimming to a dark pasty gray that seemed to drown out the rolling lush hills that Risembool was known for. It was getting late, and small wet drops barley began to dull the crisp evening air. Barely any movement was seen in the area. The few houses seen were too far away to make out any light. The blonde girl was gazing into the distance towards the direction of the train station. Even though it was out of sight, it wasn't out of her mind. She glanced towards the sky as if it was her final effort to stop the downpour that cut through the heavens, then turned to head back inside. As Winry stepped closer to the door a thud sounded several yards away from the house. She turned to see what had hit and noticed a spot in the shaded green backdrop made from upturned dirt. A lone figure was curled up in the center of the crater. Winry quickly called to her grandmother and ran off barefoot to the site.
As she reached the edge where the soft pull of the pasture met the tender hug of the fresh earth Winry made out the figure to be a young boy with bright gold hair and a tattered white trench coat. The blonde approached the boy just to jump in surprise as he stood up. He stared deep into Winry's eyes with what little energy he had. His ice blue gaze was fierce at first, and then softened as his eyes clouded with pain. The boy was shorter than her, his front covered with the grime from the impact. He stumbled to Winry until collapsing in her arms. She then noticed the unmistakable cause of his discomfort: a broken leg, with twisted ankle, and an arm limp at his side, barely hanging from a few layers of skin and muscle tissue. His entire side was drenched in his own blood. It was a surprise to the blonde that her mystery rescue's heart was still beating. Winry knew she had to help this boy no matter what and decided back to the Rockbell residence, her painful memories from the war flooding back to her consciousness like the rain, a torrent by this time.
As Winry was at the end or the path that led to her home her grandmother appeared from the porch and rushed to her side. The dark omen of the sky continued that night, lightning flashed and thunder roared, as if to drown out the pain and sorrow from the quaint village.
As the rain seemed to pour endlessly, a single ray of beaming sunlight shone from above. The small sparkle shone down in a city far away, buffeted by the heavy shower. The one ray of hope shone on two brothers, indicating a bright future to those who seek it.
"Excuse me, Edward? A woman jogged up, an umbrella in one hand and her daughters hand in the other.
"Gracia, it's been a while. Do you and Elicia need us for anything?" the one of the brothers questioned.
"No, it's just that I found this envelope tucked away in some of my husband's old papers. It was addressed to you and it has today's date on it. It's just that I've never seen it before and if it was addressed for today. My husband even left a note with it." Gracia was speaking calmly, and did an impressive job at disguising her grief at the mention of her late love.
Edward took the note in hand and began to read it aloud, as if to calm the deceased spirit of his old friend: "My dear beloved wife Gracia, I want you to give this paper to the Elric brothers on the date it has inscribed. If you are reading this, that means I can't deliver it myself. This message is not to fall into military hands and is for the Elric brother's eyes only. It can't be read by anyone but them, not even myself. I'm not completely sure why, but I can tell you that the Colonel gave me these orders himself. Promise me that no matter what, you WILL make sure they obtain this envelope on the date." Ed finished then looked to his younger brother stood.
The suit of armor turned to look down to Edward. "That doesn't sound a lot like Hughes. Are you sure it was him that wrote it?" he turned to Gracia as he finished.
"I know. But it is him, it's even his handwriting. If he wrote like that, it must be extremely urgent. I have to hurry back now; Elisia needs to get some sleep…"
As if the mere mention of her name were an hint to speak, the young girl joined in, "Bye! You will visit us sometime with Winry, right?"
"Yeah, we will. Bye Elicia!" the boy in armor spoke once again, a gentle tone ringing out through the gray street and reflecting off the monochrome buildings.
"Bye!" Edward echoed his brother. Only when the kind woman strolled down the street, her daughter skipping at her side did the boys look at the envelope. It was turning yellow and dulling with age, yet the emerald trim seemed timeless. Ed fidgeted with the letter until he turned it to the seal. It was a deep crimson and seemed to be made from actual blood. The stamp was shaped like a dragon with its tail in its mouth. It reminded the blonde teen of the Ouroboros yet less dark. He carefully tore the top until he could get the parchment and started to read: "Fullmetal Alchemist Edward Elric, we of the organization..."
I hope it's okay so far. I wrote very descriptive because Fullmetal is so beautiful! Please give me a cover idea okay? And yeah, it ended in a loophole. I don't care if that made no sense. I'm going to try to be more serious with this one so thanks for reading! Plus, if you wanna know why my username is what it is, leave it in a review! Till next time! I also realize last time I added the wrong chapter. Oops I failed. Plus no, this death was not a spoiler. I'm sorry if you think it was Hughes' ACTUAL death. I'll bring it to light later.