Noxious Jest Chapter 1, a fullmetal alchemist fanfic

Noxious Jest Chapter 1

I have no one to proof-read this fic, but myself and Microsoft word, so I apologize in advance if there are mistakes. (Update: I proof-read it again, and improved it). Also, I intend to make this long (I'll try and make each chapter at least 2,000 words). It will be a multi-chapter story.

I'm new to writing on Fanfiction so please be nice ;)

Warnings: [For whole Fic]

LOTS of angst (more to come), character death, parental Roy/Ed (Nothing stupid, I promise.), torture, gore, graphic violent scenes, depression and so on…(I WON'T warn each chapter to prevent spoilers)

Infringement is not intended upon any of these people and/or companies; this is purely for personal entertainment.

This takes place three years after 'Conquer of Shamballa' in the 2003 Anime.

Edward POV

Edward ran. His heavy feet were dragging him as fast as they could, out into the streets of the ancient city. He was panting and his head was swimming. At the moment all he could do was avoid running into a something as he fled.

His feet scraped and clanked loudly with each step, thoughts were all focused on his escape. Multiple minor wounds ached in protest to his movements.

He could slightly recall an exit from the underground city ahead, and ran towards it.

Behind him, he heard the shuffling of small legs in a dead run.

Terror seized him, and for a moment he froze, but years of battle experience helped him overcome it.

He hopped up to the stairs. Finding a few rotting beams lying around, he clapped his mismatched hands. Circles flew through his mind as he shoved his hands atop it.

The Art of Alchemy gave him a short euphoric high. Not using alchemy for three years left him feeling empty in a sort of withdrawl. The shuffling grew louder. A flash of blue later, a wall of wood formed, blocking the entrance to the stairs.

A muffled yell was heard on the other side. Ignoring it, Ed fled up the stairs in a rapid pace. He grit his teeth, when an ache in his thighs grew, but didn't lessen his pace. The adrenalin gratefully dulled the pain of his more serious wounds.

Behind him, a transmutation was heard, and the short steps proceeded swiftly. He heard a curse from his pursuer. He chuckled.

Ed continued to scurry his way up without tripping. Tripping now would surely be the death of him.

They were now nearing the surface. Ed clapped his hands in preparation. The top of the stairs were now visible. He could make out a blocked entrance. By the looks of it made of rock. He conjured a suitable circle, made universally for all solids, and transmuted an entrance.

Clouded daylight hit him like a brick wall. His eyes took a moment to adjust, and he hesitated.

Hands clapped behind him. Ed jolted, turning to block the short figure with an automail leg. Small hands caught it, putting the weight of the kick on the small body. The transmutation passed through Ed's automail. The child pushed the leg away and jumped back to avoid the rebound.

They paused and the child smiled, her eyes narrowed. (A/N: Not an OC)

"Why Edward, you're such a misbehaving child. Hoenheim would be appalled." The youth's high-pitch voice contradicted harshly with her mocking tone.

Ed felt all of his hate toward her bubble and sizzle up to the surface. He growled, spiting in her face in an uncharacteristic display of disgust.

The smile never left her face. She raised a hand to wipe the spit off. Ed took this opportunity to charge forward. Not having time to transform his arm into a sword, he made do with a metal fist.

Her eyes narrowed. She dodged just in time to avoid a punch in the face, but instead received one on her left shoulder. The weight of the punch knocked her on her back a few feet away. She eyed him venomously from her spot on the floor writhing in the pain.

Ed finally transformed his arm into a pointed blade, and advanced towards her.

She clapped her hands. The church lit up. A rock cube spiked up and hit Ed before he could dodge. He went flying into an old wooden church bench, making it crack under his weight and splinter out.

He groaned, trying to get up, but the child appeared before him, pinning him down. She was incredibly strong for her deceiving ten-year old body. She held a long rusted metal screw, which she swung at him.

After being concussed several times in his lifetime, he should have known better than to try and grab her arm. He missed her, and the nail dug ferociously into the flesh of his upper left arm.

He let out a scream through gritted teeth. Blood gushed out of the wound. The pain flared up in his arm and traveled like lightning through this arm and down his spine. Pain consumed thoughts made him kick violently at the child. Much to his satisfaction, it hit her some-what. But the victory was short-lived, for she recovered quickly, transmuting a dagger.

Again the church lit up in the blue hue of alchemy.

The nail still deeply embedded in his arm was bleeding with concerning speed. He tried moving his elbow, but reconsidered. Deeming his left arm useless, he overcame his pain for the moment to dodge a swipe from the child's dagger.

They fought savagely. Not much unlike two wounded animals, sparring to the death. He clapped and spikes protruded towards her. She clapped and the spikes change direction. Ed dodged and materialized his trademark spear. She jumped under the cover of the wooden benches, using her small size to her advantage.

The child grinned when Ed kneeled behind a bench. She clapped her hands against the bench across from her, making them explode. He dodged and rolled behind a table.

She briefly exposed herself from the benches and he took the opportunity to swipe at her with his spear. It cut shallowly but she barely got out of the way.

This time she clapped her hands against the floor. An immense animated stone snake emerged. Naturally it hissed and dived at him.

Ed staggered backwards onto his feet. Finding the exit with his eyes, he attempted to flee. With only one working arm, his chances of winning were slim. The snake crashed besides him, making him nearly trip over it. With any other opponent maybe, but not someone with hundreds of years more experience in alchemy than he.

The child laughed, and followed after him.

Now they were mere inches from the door.

She lunged at him and Ed swung, moving his body instinctively away from her reach. She got slashed lightly on the chest.

She winced, but otherwise it didn't affect her. She slashed backwards at him, jumping forward to get within range of him. Ed blocked with his automail arm and leaned away, back against the double doors of the church.

The child smirked, using this opportunity to reveal a long nail hidden under her left sleeve. Right hand occupied, and left compromised, Ed could only watch in horror as the nail came closer, both his arms compromised.

Aimed for his heart.

Suddenly the lock shutting the old church doors closed cracked under the combined weight of Ed and the force of the child pressing him against it. The doors burst open. Ed fell backward, the child following after him in a tumble.

They were now in broad daylight on the steps of the Church entrance to The Underground City of Xerxes.

In Central.

It became apparent that the nail avoided Ed completely. Yet it was still gripped tightly in the small hand of the child. Her furious eyes found his from her position atop him. She attempted to re-stab him, but Ed was quicker this time. She was hit point-blank with his automail blade.

She gave a high pitch scream.

The scream of a child.

Her blood dripped down his arm, and spattered onto his shirt. He shoved her off him, unconcerned with her pained yelp. He looked down at her in disgust.

There was a terrible gash sliced deeply into her arm. She tried stopping it by holding the wound with her other hand. The blood polluted her hair.

He was repulsed when he noticed she was crying. Eyes were barely visibly in tears or pain.

She was curled up over her injury when Ed approached her. She tried desperately to scramble away from him.

'The things this woman will do to stay alive.' It astounded him.

Ed could hear her whimper as he slowly lifted his automail blade.

This was it. Finally he would get the justice he deserved.

A shot rang out.

The girl is NOT an OC, she is a canon character. I'll explain soon.

This is not AU and it doesn't have any annoying Mary Sue OCs. The only OCs you will see are all antagonists, or people who make excellent plot devices…

Coming up next …

Who is this mysterious girl?

Where the hell is Mustang?!

Why is Ed in Amestris?

Where is Al?

Thanks for reading! Please review.