Author's Note: This is my first story so can you please review? I'd like some feedback and flames are welcome.
Disclaimer: I do not own Fullmetal Alchemist or Harry Potter, no matter how much I want to. -Sigh- If I did, I'd so buy my own castle... :)
Ed was stumped. What the hell had just happened? The last thing he could remember was seeing Al and Winry waving goodbye to him as he jumped on the train to Central. Everything after that was blank, as if his mind was a whiteboard and someone had taken an eraser to it. Then, he remembered…
The train had been cruising along without a hitch, when suddenly, the train shook and stopped. He could hear the sounds of screaming and mass panic in the compartments ahead of his, and had run forward to investigate. It was chaos. Fellow passengers were shoving each other out of the way, all fighting to escape the fire that was working its way towards them. He realized that the engine must have failed, and immediately clapped his hands together to put the fire out. Unfortunately, he had forgotten his promise to Truth. He could never attempt alchemy again. There had been a blinding light, and then nothing.
Edward had wakened to the sound of bone-chilling laughter. All around him was a familiar white expanse, one he had hoped never to see again. "Oh Mister Al-chem-ist~," Truth sang. "You have failed to keep your promise to me. NO ALCHEMY. I guess you can say goodbye to your bro-"
"WAIT! Please, I'll do anything. Just don't take my brother again, PLEASE!" begged Ed. He couldn't take that, not again. Anything would be better than losing the only family he had left, than losing his constant companion, the one person he could fully trust to keep his dark past secret. "Equivalent exchange, I know. Take my organs, my legs, please. Just don't take Al."
"Mister Alchemist, you're in luck~. I have just the job for you. Let's see if you live up to the title 'Hero of the People', huh? You see, there's a man in a place called England. He seems to think he can be God, and we can't have that, now can we? It's your job to kill this man. In exchange for your help, you can keep your brother and you can even have your alchemy back while you're hunting him down. That's equivalent."
"Why do you need me, though?" Ed's voice was full of contempt. "Why can't you just deal with him? You're Truth, God, the Universe, All and One, remember? Why do you, the omnipotent being of the world, need me to help you?"
"Oh, Mister Al-chem-ist~, I cannot simply interfere in people's lives. This man does not use alchemy, and as such, I cannot touch him. That's where you come in. Find him and kill him. That's really not that bad a price to keep your brother, now is it Mister Al-chem-ist~?"
Ed thought this over. All he had to do was kill one man and he could save Al? That's it? "I'll do it." His voice was filled with determination and conviction. "But first, who is this guy?"
Truth's taunting voice haunted him as everything around him faded to black. "Tom Riddle. His name is Tom Riddle."
What do you think? It isn't too OOC, is it? Rate and review please!
- Lady Triplet