Can't you see me?

by Fredrick 7

Edward is dead. His two children Eleanore and Foster with their best friend Selim are trying to bring their father back. And they succeed. But nobody believes anyone could EVER succeed at human transmutation. So Edward must find a way to make his family believe it is truly him. But while they don't, he must go by Edwin until he can get through to his family and regain his home.

1. Selim's Promise

"Eleanore!"

"What?"

"Selim is coming over soon! Get up!"

"Ok!"

She slumped back under her blankets into the warm cocoon of her bed.

"ELLA!"

"WHAT?"

"Get up! I told you to wake up half an hour ago! He is five minutes away!"

"What?!"

She ran out of bed trying not to mind the cold of her bedroom floor as she threw on her black jeans and her white tank top. She ran over to her mirror stand and slashed a brush through her hair throwing it into a ponytail. She quickly tossed her side-swept bangs into the more-or-less shape of her normal bangs. She suddenly stopped. She picked up a necklace. The necklace she received from her father on her 10th birthday. The one with the flamel. She threw it over her ponytail and onto her neck as she rushed to grab her shoes.

"I am coming!"

She bluntly stopped and turned around and looked at a picture of her father. She smiled and ran down the stairs to the living room where her brother was waiting for her. "Rush much?"

"Oh harty har har. You should have woke me up."

He laughed. "I tried."

She walked into the kitchen and grabbed some cereal. "When is he getting here?"

"Any minute."

She poured the cereal into her bowl. She froze. "You still planning on asking him?"

He readjusted on the couch. "Yes."

She sighed. "I figured as much..."

She poured milk on top. She ate as quick as possible.

Then the door opened. "Hey guys!"

"Hey Selim!"

Selim walked into the room and ran his fingers through his black hair as he bit his bottom lip unintentionally.

Ella walked in as she slid her jacket on. "Hey Selim! How are you?"

He sat down on the couch. "Fine. Things are a little stressful now that more people are finding out about my past with your father."

The blonde boy stood up and adjusted his shirt.

Ella moved. "Foster, calm down. You are too sensitive!"

He smirked. "Whatever. But Selim? Aren't you going to take over you dad- I mean, Wrath's role in the state?"

He smiled. "Yup! Once I turn 21 my mom will let me take over for her."

Ella sat on a chair. "Wow... That leaves you with 4 years... That's not much time..."

He sighed. "Yeah I know. But hey! What did you guys want me over here so urgently for?"

Foster crossed his legs. "You know alchemy right?"

He tilted his head. "Yeah. So do you two. Where is this going?"

Foster moved himself to point more at Selim. "Well... I mean. Like, human alchemy."

Selim moved his head back. "Foster you know that is forbidden! What would your father think?"

"My father is no concern of yours!"

Ella stood up and sat between them. "Foster... Calm down. Selim, we just miss him. And we have his notes to follow. And that and we have Tucker's and Hohenheim's too. I think the three of us could pull it off!"

Selim backed up. "Wait... How long have you had those notes?"

Foster leaned forward. "Two years."

Selim was shocked. "And how long have you been studying them? How long have you wanted to bring him back?"

Ella dropped her head. "Two years."

Selim dropped into the couch. "Woah... Wait hold on, where are you planning on getting a philosopher's stone?"

Ella looked at him. "Um... My dad only took about twelve out of you when he beat you..."

Selim stood up. "You guys want to use me? In performing HUMAN alchemy? What if the government finds out? I could never get to take Wrath's place as head of the state!"

Ella took a deep breath. "Who said they will?"

Selim sat back down. "Wow. You guys really want to bring him back? I mean, you guys could lose your lives in the process."

The both froze. "We know."

Selim slouched back. "Ok. I am not agreeing I just want to see the notes and come to a conclusion. I can make no promises."

Foster jumped up. "Ok! Follow me!"

The walked down to the basement where they found a washing machine. Foster pushed it away revealing a hole with several books in it. "Here they are!"

Selim sat down on the floor and began reading them. "I have read all this before. So what makes you think you can do it?"

Foster sat down by him. "In every attempt they have used blood from relatives, or random things that don't connect to them at all, leaving no reason for the soul to come to this new body you construct."

Selim nodded. "And the solution?"

Foster pulled a necklace off his neck. The same as Ella's except his gold and her's silver. He handed it to Selim. "These."

Selim took it. "What about them?"

Ella gave him hers as well. "He gave them to us the day he died. It was a symbol of the family never being separated. Physically or spiritually. We think he linked his soul to them, knowing he was going to die."

Selim rocked back. "Woah! That makes total sense! Ok. I can promise one thing."

They both leaned in.

"I am not letting you guys do this alone."