..::BASED OFF THE 2003 ANIME::.. Hey there! My second FMA fan-fic is up and running! I hope you guys enjoy~!
Don't own 'em, I just use 'em.
Chapter 1 – Night Party
New Orleans was a city filled with life and diversity. Such diversity, as you can imagine, led to a stunning night life. In the night, the eccentric walked as free as birds, nothing holding them back from being who they were.
This city was also a cultural hub. From the far reaches of Japan to the closeness of St. Louis, New Orleans had something for everyone, from it's beautiful sights to the shops and stores. For two young men, however, it was the night that brought them. They came for the eccentric.
Following any lead of the 'supernatural' they could, these two young men – brothers, actually – tried to make sense of the 'magic' that they saw. To most, magic would be a thing for kids but for the Elric brothers, it was home. It was their best bet to find a way back to Amestris.
Edward and Alphonse came to New Orleans because they heard rumors of a magician whose 'magic' was real. If there was any lead that could be traced to alchemy, the Elric brothers would investigate.
Darkness descended and lights everywhere went out. Then, just as their eyes adjusted to the dark, new lights came on, and shops once closed during the day bustled with life. People in odd clothing, normally undesirable during the day, came out and walked, at home with their surroundings.
Ed prodded his brother awake. "Come on, Al. The magician should be out now."
Al stretched. "Do you think he can do magic, brother? Do you think his magic is real alchemy?"
"We'll never know unless we find him." Ed set off down the street with Al at his heels. They looked down alley after alley, through shop after shop, but there was no sign of any magician or magic.
After looking for an hour, Al decided it was best to ask someone if they had seen the magician, in case the brothers had missed him. A man in a cloak walked past Al, and when he tried to get the man's attention, the man ran off, far away from the brothers. Al started after the man when Ed pulled him back.
"We still need to find the magician."
"But that man-"
"Has business of his own. And we have ours."
They walked around more before running into a huge crowd in the dark. Everybody was silent, listening, waiting. Curious, Ed walked up to a woman with short blond hair and tapped her shoulder. She turned around, her brown eyes looking at Edward.
"Lieutenant Hawkeye!"
First Lieutenant Riza Hawkeye stood in front of the Elric brothers, with a surprised look on her face. Or so they thought. Although she looked like the Riza Hawkeye they knew, she grew up in our world, and so never had the pleasure of meeting the two brothers before hand.
"Pardon?" She asked, taking a step away from Ed.
"Oh...sorry!" Ed said, embarrassed. "I thought you were someone else."
"It's alright. Happens all the time." She smiled. "Is there anything I can help you with?"
"Actually, yes. I was wondering if this was the meeting place for the magician?"
"It is. The French Magician will appear any moment."
"Oh, so he's a Frenchman?" Al inquired, looking up toward the empty stage.
"So he claims." She laughed.
"Why is it dark?" Ed looked around, noticing there were no lit lamps. "Doesn't he want people to see him?"
"It's part of his act. Just wait and watch." She help her finger to her lips, signaling the brothers to be quiet. At that moment, a flame circled the crowd and lit the torches. As everything lit, a man came on stage.
"Salut, mes amis! Welcome! It would be my plaisir to show you the wonders that le magicien de la flamme can do!"
His informal speech, his stance, even the glimmer in his eyes spoke of a friend that the brothers had left behind.
The magician was Roy Mustang.
FYI Basically everything that's italicized in speech is french, and everything our worlds Roy says should be pronounced with a french accent, because this worlds Roy is from France (or he claims). ALSO, I probably won't write how to PROPERLY pronounce most of the french words, or what they mean. You can find out on google translate. HOWEVER, every so often I WILL write what it translates to, and how to pronounce it, if I feel it's important to the story. Like so:
"Salut, mes amis!" /sal-lute/mez/amy/ Hey friends! (lit. hi, my friends) (This is important because it explains why Roy's speech is considered 'informal'. Just like you wouldn't address your boss with a "Hey, how's it going?", you wouldn't address people you don't know with "Salut", it would've been more appropriate of Roy to say "Bonjour". Even more informal is to address them as your friends. :D )
