Kame: Hello, hello, hello! Welcome to the NEWLY REVISED first chapter of my first gray-man fma crossover (but most certainly not the last). Man, when I first started watching/reading gray-man, I could not believe the similarities between characters, especially Allen and Ed; naturally, being a huge fma fan and a growing fan of gray-man, it's no surprise this came up. Ok folks, take it easy on me, I'm still getting a feel of the gray-man characters! This takes place in the FMA world…

Disclaimer: no.

A Road Never Taken

The last rays of the sun glowed with a strong ferocity, the same kind of fire often seen in the eyes of noble men dying in battle. The sky was streaked with various shades of red, orange and yellow, ending in a dark bluish color as the moon appeared. Humans were like days; they rise often in a triumph light, traveling across their path in the sky, outshining any clouds out to diminish and cover. No matter how brightly one shines, however, one must set. Trisha Elric was a dazzling sun; her smile and gentle ways brought light and warmth to all before her, but like all suns, Trisha had set on this world. Her two sons sat by her grave, the moon bathing then in its soft, gentle glow. The problem, however, was that humans were like days; the moon and night belonged to another...

"Brother, I'm hungry." Alphonse Elric whined. He sat on the ground hugging his knees, head bowed in mourning. "I'm cold…Let's go back."

His brother, Edward Elric, stood silently in front of the tombstone. His tiny fist was balled up in determination, his golden eyes hard. "The alchemy books spoke of homunculus. Humans are composed of the mind, soul and flesh."

"Um, I read that too." Al responded; he could see where this conversation was heading.

"Then maybe we could revive mom!"

"…I can help you with that." An unfamiliar voice interrupted.

Alarmed, both boys turned around to see a large, fat man, wearing an old, slightly battered overcoat with a top hat, umbrella, and glasses. A huge grin was plastered on his face.

"Who the hell are you?!" Ed snarled.

"People call me the Earl" he answered, maintaining his cold empty grin.

"And how can you help us?" Ed asked.

"Why, I can bring your mother back." The Earl responded.

"So you're gonna do human transmutation for us?" Al asked, intrigued.

"Of course not. In fact, there's no need to use alchemy at all. You can bring back your mom without worrying about Equivalent Exchange."

"That's not possible" Ed reasoned after a moment of nonplussed silence. "The only way to revive a dead person is alchemy."

"Oh, but you're wrong." The Earl said. Ed and Al's inquisitive nature was starting to really get on his nerves. Why can't these brats be like the others and just accept the offer?

"I have a special power that brings back the soul of those closest to you, like your mother. All I need you to do is say her name, and she will come." A metal skeleton appeared in a flash of blue flames, startling the brothers. "Her soul will go in this doll."

Ed contemplated his answer in silence. "I want to see her again. I want to see mom's smile! But I want to do it right. I want more than her soul back; if we use alchemy, we get her a body and everything! Let's go Al; we have a lot to prepare for."

The Earl watched the two brothers leave, both annoyed and amused at their decision.

Humans are such pitiful creatures. Instead of being destroyed by me, they are about to go destroy themselves.

The Earl floated away with his umbrella.

I'm sure I'll see them again; I can sense the sorrow in their hearts. If they go through with that transmutation and survive, it'll be easy to get them.

The Earl cackled as he disappeared into the night. He was going to another boy, around the same age as the two Elric brothers, but with no belief or knowledge of alchemy to make him question the Earl's offer.

He was going to see Allen Walker.