Full Metal Alchemist: Brotherhood 2
Welcome to the story of Edward Elric and family. This is now the chance for Edward to once again be the man he grew to be and to pass his life lessons down to his own children.
I do not own Fullmetal Alchemist
Ed's New Journey
After losing my family at a young age, then my dearest friends; I have now… a family of my own. My wife and my childhood friend, Winry and my brother, Alphonse. These people accompanied me through the hardest time and I hope my children are just as close to other people.
After thirty years I still remain in contact with Colonel Roy Mustang and Lieutenant Riza Hawkeye. The two never married and yet had children of their own. I thank them for their help over the years. Our children met ever summer without fail, Mustang comes down to Resembol for 2 weeks to keep company and for a rest. The lazy bastard. Meanwhile our children play by the river, even after fighting countless times.
That's where the real story will begin. The birth of my youngest child, a warm spring morning; at six o clock my daughter was born. The child of alchemy came into life. My biggest creation was yet to be.
As per usual Roy was there with his family and well in the middle of the night Winry woke me up with a terrifying scream. This was to be our third child; 8 years after our oldest son was born. All I could think to do was get Riza. Roy stayed with his son who was five at this time, Dane his name is. Poor child, not knowing what was happening.
Riza rushed me out of the room, ordering hot water and towels. My own sons, Van and Michael were ordered to stay down stairs with Roy. Roy was helpful time by making them hot drinks and keeping them calm. All the while I sat outside the room, hearing my wife scream from that familiar pain. I hate being normal because I can't do anything.
Then I heard it, after hours of waiting my baby daughter was born. Emily Trisha Elric born 8 lbs 6ozs. My little girl: The girl who I would always love. I rushed down to tell Roy and the boys and they just knew. Roy held his sons hand to the room; Dane didn't seem scared at what he was going to see. His father's child but with a bit of Hawkeye in him. I walked my sons in first and there she was in Winry's arms. Emily laid peacefully, its hard work you know, coming out of your mother. Van and Michael awed at their sister at the end of the bed.
Roy had his son in his arms. "This is it?" Dane blurted out bluntly. "Nothing special."
Roy couldn't help but laugh. Dane was the youngest and had no cousins so there was not much to do about it. He was always going to be the youngest. "Now son," Roy started as he walked over to the bed showing Dane the new life more closely. "This is a new life and your newest friend. She's going to be a handful and you can guess that if she's most like her father then you will be in charge of her. Much like I was for Edward."
I looked down at my wife and daughter and suddenly a sense of completion was in my heart. Little did I know at this point was that I wasn't able to protect my little girl from the life a head.
Emily Elric- Age 7
The halls were quiet except for the patting feet against the hard wooden floor. A now 15 year old Michael was being chased by his beast of a little sister. Anger roared through the halls as Michael had come to the dead end that was a now 12 year old Van's room. Curse words ran echoed his mind as he felt the sharp skin on skin contact with the back of his legs.
Falling in disgrace Michael's voice was silenced and cackling took its place through the halls. Above him stood the small shadow of Emily her brunette hair flowing elegantly wet down her back. "Alrighty then care to explain the empty bucket next you," Emily gritted through her teeth.
Michael curled up like the lost little puppy he was. As a joke he had decided that it was time to wake his sleeping sister with a bucket of ice cold water. In the past he had pulled the same trick on Van but this seemed like a bad idea since last time Van had cut off Michael pig tail. (This actually did him a favour as now he didn't have to worry about his hair getting caught in the auto mail machinery.) Well now it looked like his prank had failed again. "Come on sis, you know I'm your favourite brother," Michael pleaded hugging his sister's knees.
"Michael you wimp," Emily bad mouthed. "Can't even fight against a little girl?" Cracking her knuckles Emily prepared for punishment. Fortunately for Michael they head the oh-so familiar voice of a certain Mustang. Emily's sea blue eyes shone like Christmas morning had arrived.
"Thank you God," Michael teared. "Pricilla is here!"
As Michael began to stand he was shot back down with a shooting pain going through his groin. Yep; he wasn't going to be let off that easily. Emily ran down stairs as fast as she could, her footsteps heavy as she spotted the ebony hair beauty standing there. Now 16 years old Pricilla was with the rest of her family ready for their annual visit. Pricilla bent down and held her arm's wide open, she didn't care that Emily was all wet.
Winry watched her daughter hug Pricilla happily; it was nice for her daughter not to be fighting. "Welcome again guys," Winry smiled.
"Pricilla, will you help me get back at Michael?" Emily pleaded.
"Sure thing," Pricilla laughed. She stroked her hand through the damp hair. "First I'll do your hair then I will help you."
Nodding excitedly Emily just looked behind Pricilla and saw him. Her biggest problem; Dane Mustang. Now he was 12 years old and looking more and more like a man. "You little pest," Dane snorted, his arm's crossed. "No hello for me."
"Dane be nice," Roy ordered. "It's our vacation."
"I was there the day you were born and you go to Pricilla every time," Dane obvious jealous of his older sister by passed the girls to sit down.
"Sorry about that," Riza apologised. "This is something I wish wouldn't happen."
Emily just laughed, to her Dane was a big dummy and always would be. Little did Emily know that night would change for the rest of her life.
This was when the memory ended for the young girl of alchemy. The night of blood and carnage was one she chose to forget and years on another night of blood and fighting took place and thus ruining the life if not ending it completely.
Emily Elric 18
Profession State Alchemist and Major in the Military
The oak table was clean all apart from the mop of brunette hair that was face down sleeping peacefully and the pile of papers stacked half a foot high. The piecing purple eyes of a certain Second Lieutenant stared through the soul of the young teenager. Envy ran through her veins and the temptation to slam the poor girl over the table. But never mind work is to be done. "Major Elric please wake up," The lieutenant pleaded quietly as she brushed back her red hair.
"Five more minutes," Emily mumbled moving her right arm to block the sound of the Lieutenant's voice. Emily's eyes wondered over her arm and saw the hard metal. The way the coat hung on her shown everyone why she gained the title she did and the sins she bares. "Carly may I ask a favour?"
Carly nodded, "Anything Major?"
"Don't call me Major and secondly I need these papers to have a second signature, you will need to sign them by five please," Emily explained lifting herself up.
Before Carly could reply a solider came stumbling into the office. "Major Elric all alchemist are too report to the third laboratory," The solider stood and saluted to his superior.
"Very well," Emily stood up short her brunette hair following her shoulders and her navy blue uniform crisp and clean. "But why the alarm?"
"A chimera is loose in the city," The officer said panic running through the air is ringing the major's ears.
At "chimera" Emily was already at the door she by passed her fellow soldiers and just ran and ran down the crowded streets and anything else she had to (even jumping over benches.) Chimeras are beasts made of other beasts sometimes even humans so this chimera could be anything.
Unfortunately at this moment in time it was a human chimera and not a happy one either. Emily walked pass the alleyways trying to get her breathing under control; even after nearly ten years of automail she still couldn't get used to the pressure it put on her body. "This thing is killing me," Emily whined throwing her head back in agony. "Stupid Michael! Next time make it lighter!"
As she continued to whine a shadow hid in the darkness of the alley and watched the young major whine. All talk and no action huh, Fullmetal? The shadow slowly peered it finger out and with a light feathered touch tickled the underside of Emily's neck.
Emily giggled a girly "stop it" before realising just a minute ago she was all alone. Her eyes flew open as she whipped around to the owner of the feather touch. Next thing Emily knew the feather and light touch now claw like and sharp grip around her neck. "You… kaaa." The shadow growled. "What a coincidence that you and I are here? Ever since you arrested me I've waited to plot my revenge. Kaaa kaaa."
Fear electrocuted Emily's heart as she realised just who this was. "Griffiths?" She asked confused. This man was man was meant to be dead for all she knew he was sent to death row for his crimes.
A car came across the road and high-lighted Griffiths' face, Emily felt more scared then ever; Griffiths had been transmuted with a parrot. His mouth now a parky peak his face covered in scales and feathers from his head covered his body. "How are you alive?"
"They kept me for experiment, kaaa," Griffiths laughed. "Now that I escaped I can finally kill you, kaaa."
Emily felt the claw scrape her neck as she was thrown into the brick wall. The force of impact left a whole in the wall but now this only left Emily not confused but pissed. "Hey, birdy?" Emil yelled as she clapped her hands. "You need a new home?" Emily smirked as she slammed her hands on the wall. Blue sparks of energy travelled to and surround Griffiths. The focused energy started to transform the ground underneath him into a cage. Emily smirked at its completion and the capturing of Griffiths.
"Kaaaa," Screeched Griffiths as he smashed through the bars using his clawed feet. Emily pushed herself down off the wall leaving a few pieces of clothing behind. Emily unbuttoned her jacket and threw it to the ground. Now she would be able to move without restraint. "Now we get serious, Kaaa."
Under the uniform jacket Emily wore a white button up short sleeve shirt that paraded her automail right arm. Emily cracked her knuckled before clapping her hands again and using the left hand to extend the metal of the right into a weapon; not just an accessory. The blade was covered her hand by at least an inch more. Emily launched herself forward and started to sway her arm in a dangerous fashion arming for the underbelly. With every swing Griffiths seemed to escape and even caught Emily right leg and left arm. Both being left with huge gashes on them. The blood trickled down onto the hard floor leaving a trail and weakening Emily. Shit! Someone better come soon before I collapse on the floor. It was at that moment that the begging was answered. A snap was heard then flames were seen and Griffiths was set in flames. Emily watched, knowing that only one person could do that. "Dane," She whispered. "It's about time!"
"Be more grateful you brat!" Dane shouted back as the flames dead down so did the "kaaa!" Dane smirked as he stared down at the little alchemist. "I might not see you next time."
Emily pouted and turned her head, Dane knew just how to annoy her. "Next time I'll attack you instead." Emily screamed but grasped her throat. The pain she loosened her grip to see how much blood she was losing. Rushing Dane placed his gloved hand onto Emily's neck. "What are you doing?"
"Have you seen yourself?" Dane yelled. "Automail won't exactly help your blood flow right now and the best thing to do is to keep it covered."
Unknown to them that Griffiths wasn't about to stop anytime soon. Emily went to warn Dane but the "Kaaa!" bet her to it. Not affording o move is hand Dane grabbed hold of Emily and pushed them both out of the way. "Thought you could kill me kaaa?" Griffiths squawked he lifted his feathered arms to make himself seem the predator. "Now you'll pkaaayyyy!"
Dane thrust his hand forward ready to snap but Griffiths was one step ahead. He threw back his head and gargled salvia into the back of his throat and spat onto the Lieutenant Colonel's hand. "Gross!" Dane screamed shaking his gloved hand. Emily pulled a face of disgust and shock horror. Naturally water dies done a flame and Griffiths used his own spit to ensure Dane couldn't use his flame alchemy.
"Now Fullmetal die!" Just as Griffiths launched his body he failed to notice the chains appearing from the ground. One, two and three, the legs, neck and arms were suspended. "What, kaaa!"
"In the name of the Furhur you're under arrest," The voice belonged to no-one but the Strong-arm Alchemist; Alex Louis Armstrong. Even in his 50s he still hadn't changed and well he was still shirtless too. "Fullmetal are you okay?"
"I'm fine thank you," Emily nodded. Suddenly her vision blurred and Emily just fell out of Dane's grip and down onto the concrete floor.
"Quick we need to get her some medical attention," Alex commanded.
Dane watched as some of the soldiers took Emily away to be healed. His attention turned back to Griffiths. As he walked towards him his foot steps were heavy. Face to face with Griffiths, Dane just smirked. "Oh now your in for it," He laughed. "Fancy turning into a roast?"
"Dane, don't do something you'll regret," Alex said as he pulled Dane away. He knew all to well that Dane cared for Emily ever since there time in the academy; his promise to protect the young Elric. "Everyone else will deal with this man."
"Not good enough." Dane scoffed. Dane fixed up his collar before moving onto going to the car. His blood ran warm with embrassment. No one else should be caring for Fullmetal but him.
AT the train station Edward hopped off the train with his son Micheal as foot. "Ready to see your little sister?" Edward asked nervously.
"I don't want to go," Michael cried. "This is something I've been putting off."
Edward just sighed. His son and daughter never seemed to get along but not as bad as Emily and Van. At least Michael saw his sister. Michael had grown to be an auto mail engineer just like his mother and he looked after his sister when she needed it. Edward whistled and flagged down for a taxi, this surprise was meant to be a sercret so he didn't tell anyone in Central about the visit.
Michael loaded the bags into the taxi on containing the parts for Emily's new automail. He knew that his last job wasn't the best and the metal could have been lighter for his pipsqueak sister. Michael was a genuis though when it came to auto mail, he was able to reduce the recovery time by at least 30%. "Mr. Elric?" Came a familiar voice.
"Shera?" Michael smiled as he ran for Shera. He red hair truely made her stand out. "What wrong?"
"Um are you here to see Miss Elric?" Shera asked.
"Yeah got here some new auto mail designs?" Michael started. "Why what's wrong?"
"She was sent to the hospital about 30 minutes ago," Shera explained.
"What?!" Edwards screamed as he rushed into the taxi. "Michael move it!"
Michael said a quick goodbye to Shera before moving his butt into the car. What mess had his sister gotten herself into now?
"Okay so what did she do?" A faint voice was heard by Emily's ears.
Emily turned her head only to wince in pain as she remeber that her neck was ripped to shreads. Emily lifted her left hand to the feel the blood soaked bandages. As she tired to lift her right arm Emily worried as nothing was moving. Emilylooked down and saw her arm was gone. Her attention went tpo her legs. Even her left leg was gone. A deafening scream was let out of her mouth as the memories rushed back.
The door burst open and Emily felt a pair of arms wrapped around her. "Shh it's okay," Emily stopped scream hearing her father's voice. "I'm here now no neeed to be scared."
"Daddy," Emily asked still scared. "I'm so sleepy."
"You just woke up I'm not surprised," Edward laughed as he kissed the top of Emily's head. "Looks like you had quite a fight. How about a new set of auto-mail?"
"So that means-"
"My beautiful little sister," Michael cried as he launched himself at his sister.
Emily held her left hand out as a fist sio it was able to hit Michael in the face. Michael feel backwards onto the clinically clean floor. "He's still annoying," Emily sighed sadly.
Edward smiled at his daughter. She was growing up to quick and now she had too much happening in her life right now.
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