Title: Through mine eyes: Holocaust Series
Anime: Fullmetal Alchemist
Creator: Hiromu Arakawa (who is a genius by the way! X3)
Story writter: Kori
Couples: None, but if you want to count it as Elricest, I guess there is some fluff in there...?
Summary: It's been years since the Elric brothers have joined once again in Germany. Trying to live there lives when Wolrd War II comes into play. What happens when they get themselves smacked into the Holocaust? It's either fight, or die. (Terrible summary, sorry. ;-; )
Prologue: Our lives
Edward Elric sighed as he looked down at the streets. The apartment wasn't far from where he stood at that moment, so he could stand to spend some time gazing. He was an older boy, a young man really; in his early twenties.
He had lemon yellow hair that was long and always kept neatly in a ponytail. His attire consisted of the usual brown vest over white collar top, with brown pants to match. He had always been considered attractive and it surprised many people that he was still single and had never even had a girlfriend in the past; though he did tell stories of one girl from his home town.
Edward's golden yellow eyes looked at the torn up pavement he was standing on. The sidewalks were stained with blood and dirt alike; something that made him uneasy every time he left the apartment complex. Even going down to Gracia's flower shop made him uneasy.
He swallowed the lump in his throat as he clutched the brown paper bag in his right hand tightly, fisting his left hand at his side. He turned and headed back toward the apartment complex without looking back.
Edward always hated going out shopping but it was something that had to be done; it was that or they didn't eat. They; meaning Alphonse Elric also.
Alphonse Elric was Edward's younger brother, by a year, give or take a few months. The two were very close for they were all each other had. Alphonse had thick dirty blonde hair, which was cut short as of late; different from Edward's own thin and flowing hair. Alphonse had golden eyes to match his brother as well and he also wore the same outfit as Edward, with minor differences most days. He was slightly shorter, but it didn't bother him. He was proud that his brother had gotten taller than him in the last few years.
Edward sighed as he reached the door walking in; he shut it behind himself and headed up stairs, dropping the bag of groceries on the table as he passed. "Hey Al?" Edward called as he walked through the halls and reached the first bedroom.
Alphonse's room was kind of plain; a desk full of papers, books and pencils. A bed to the side that was always neatly made and the ground made of hardwood, that was always as neat as the bed. His desk lamp was on so Edward figured he had just left. "Al?" He called again as he closed the door and headed to the next room.
Edward's room was the same size and build as Alphonse's room but had many differences. The ground was hardwood also, but it was usually messy with papers, since his desk didn't hold them all. Books were on the bookshelf in the corner near the bed, a few sticking out from past readings. His bed was made, which gave him the hint his brother had just been there as well. He sighed and closed the door to that room as he kept going.
"Alphonse? Where are you?" He asked as he knocked on the bathroom door.
The door opened a second later and there stood Alphonse Elric. He had a nervous smile on his face and an apron wrapped around his waist. "Oh, brother, I didn't know you were back yet," he said as he took off his rubber gloves setting them in a nearby waste basket. "Did you get the groceries?"
"Of course," Edward said with a nod as he looked at his brother. He always hated when Alphonse did that; cleaned up without ever asking for Edward's help. Maybe once in a while he'd ask Edward to pick up his room, but for the most part, Alphonse did the whole house by himself. "What kind of older brother doesn't provide for his younger sibling?" He asked as he ruffled Alphonse's hair playfully with a big toothy grin.
Alphonse pouted a bit as he swatted lightly at his brother's hand, "brother stop it, I'm not a baby." He whined, which didn't exactly help his point. Edward laughed at that as he pulled his hand back and stuffed it in his pocket.
"Yeah yeah. Look, we're getting kind of low on rations so I didn't get any milk this month." Edward explained as he turned and headed back toward the kitchen. Alphonse frowned lightly as he reached back to untie the apron as he followed his brother.
"That's just your excuse for not having to drink any," he retorted.
"Eh, maybe," Edward said with a shrug. That may have been partly true; though in reality, they really were running low on rations. With Edward being out of a job for the time being and Alphonse not working at all, they were on their last bit of savings. He didn't worry though, he knew he'd get a job eventually. He'd have to, "so what have you been up to? Just cleaning?"
"Yeah pretty much," Alphonse said as he took the apron off, folding it, he placed it in a side drawer by the phone. Edward started to unload the bag of groceries setting everything out to put away. Alphonse looked over everything kind of sadly, deep in thought for a while.
When he opened his mouth to speak, he stopped himself and instead went to help. "So I was talking to some men downtown while I was at the store, and they said they might have a job for me in one of the factories. I said I wasn't sure about it, but they said I would be perfect for it; so I might give it a try starting Tuesday." Edward explained as he put things in the refrigerator. Speaking all at once with slight enthusiasm. He paused a moment then glanced over at his brother.
Alphonse nodded to Edward's story, but had a troubled look on his face. "Something wrong Al?" Edward asked with a little frown.
Alphonse snapped back to reality by that, "huh? Oh, sorry brother. I was just thinking..."
"That's dangerous," Edward teased, "about what?"
"About life," Alphonse replied quietly.
Edward went silent also as he thought about it. He knew exactly what Alphonse was talking about; the fact the apartment had gone down from three members back down to two.
It had started only months ago. Their friend, Maes Hughes, was first to notify the boys. He said something about a new movement from his old 'group of buddies', the Nazis. Something about their leader getting out of prison and leading them again. Something about ending the depression Germany was facing.
This involved something called The Final Solution. Hughes claimed to not know anything about it since he quit being one of them. Then, a few days after the decision was made, they started going to work. It was small at first, but cleared out many in their neighborhood.
The movement called for the extermination of all jews. Including their old friend Fritz Lang; who was brutally killed in front of a crowd of millions one morning along with a few other jews. Edward Elric hadn't seen it exactly, but was in the area unable to stop it. He felt terrible for it and went into his own little depression, but was only thankful neither him nor his brother were jews.
Soon after the jews were being sent to death, other groups were put to death that were counted as 'imperfect' in the Nazis eyes; this included gypsies. Their friend Noah had been one, and a few weeks after Lang's murder, she was joined with him. Only they didn't kill her on the spot, she was sent to something called a concentration camp.
Edward became scared; an emotion he hated feeling. In this world, he was use to the fact there was no alchemy; nothing like alchemy to destroy people. Though it seemed many humans were doing that without the magical power. With more and more groups of people counted as imperfect, Edward was just waiting.
Waiting for someone to stand up to them and stop them.
Or waiting for their turn to come up.
"Hey Al?" Edward asked after a while of silence; he'd just finished putting away the last item. Alphonse blinked then looked over at his brother, sad and waiting for the rest of his brothers words. "I don't want you feeling sad. This isn't our fault; we didn't do this," Edward said softly.
"I know," Alphonse said nodding. "I just feel terrible that there's nothing we can do. No one who is willing to stop it. Even your not willing to-"
"They'll kill you Al," Edward said as he narrowed his eyes. "I spoke with Hughes and he said that if anyone got in their way, they would kill them and their family. I'm not letting that happen."
"But Ed-!"
"No!" Edward shouted back. He didn't raise his voice too loud, but enough to make a point. Alphonse went quiet and nodded as he started to walk off. "Al wait," Edward said as he walked over to his brother.
Alphonse stopped and turned to look at Edward who seemed lost in his own thoughts. "I'm sorry," he said quietly "I just...I saw Fritz Lang die...and Noah is probably..." He couldn't say it, "I just don't want you to get hurt."
"I know. I don't want you to get hurt either," Alphonse said with a weak smile.
Edward smiled back as he ruffled his brother's hair playfully again, "right. So, no more feeling bad. Come on, let's go visit Gracia."
"Right," Alphonse nodded as he ran off to grab his coat.
As soon as Alphonse had left, Edward's smile vanished again and returned to a frown. He hated pretending that nothing was wrong. He figured Alphonse would be fine, but as Edward looked down at his automail limbs he couldn't help but remember what he's heard the other day from Hughes:
The next step in the movement was to rid Germany of the crippled...
Edward hadn't told Alphonse yet.
Okay, that's it for the Prologue. If you haven't read my profile, please do. It gives some information and such.
Anyway, I jsut wanted to apologize in advance for anyone who is sore on the subject. I'm terrible in History class, but I was thinking 'hm. Ed, Al, Noah, Lang, Hughes...tons of them would have died during WWII.' So I got this great idea for a fan-fic.
I have a few things to say though:
1. If your a huge history person, please don't yell at me for getting things incorrect. I know they probably are, but for story sake, leave them be...
2. If your a huge FMA fan (like me XD) and yell at me about OoCness or whatever; remember it is older them in Germany. They're not going to act that EXACT same as in the series. So please leave me alone. I'll try to stay true to the character and such, but if I go off a little, please don't get mad.
3. If your sore to the subject, then jsut don't read it. It gets bad later on.
That's all I have to say for now! RxR and such! X3
