I am disappointed at the lack of FMA and YJ crossovers...so I made one! Aaaaaannnnnnnnnddddddddddd I've already written three chapters.

Now, the future of this story falls to you readers because I don't think I'll make more than three. BUT if I get a certain amount of reviews AND favorites than I will continue this story. I know a few people will be saying "That's dumb and your are just blackmailing for reviews" and I have to say one thing... yes I am. That's how it works, if you don't get feedback than you don't continue. Deal with it. Ya'll have two chapters and I will say on the third if Imma continue or not.

ON WITH THE STORY!

WARNING: Ed level pottymouth (this is gonna be fun) and (if we get to that point) blood in future chapters. You have been warned.

DISCLAIMER: If I owned Fullmetal Alchemist or Young Justice I would be able to afford SO MUCH TEA. But I don't so I don't have tea T-T.


"There comes a time in your life when you can no longer put off choosing. You have to choose one path or the other. You can live safe and be protected by people just like you, or you can stand up and be a leader for what is right. Always, remember this: People never remember the crowd; they remember the one person that had the courage to say and do what no one would do." ~Shannon L. Alder


Edward grumbled tiredly as he walked to Colonel Mustang's office. He was already in a mood from being interrupted from his research, it was getting worse at the fact he wasn't allowed to bring Alphonse to whatever the bastard was going to tell him.

"Don't worry, Brother. I'll be here when you get back!"

The State Alchemist didn't like leaving his little brother alone for too long so Edward was determined to make this quick.

"Hey, guys," Edward greeted as he walked into the office. "Is the Colonel in?"

Lieutenant Hawkeye gave him a gentle smile from her desk. "He's waiting for you."

"Thanks," The blond teen walked over to the door to the inner office, after a few seconds of thought, he kicked the door open with his flesh foot. "Hey, Colonel Bastard."

Mustang gave his subordinate a dry look as the teen closed the door. "Still destructive as ever, Fullmetal."

"Cut to the chase," Edward lazily flopped on the couch.

"King Bradley is trying to ally with a far away country called the United States of America. Even though they are very far from us, their technology could greatly benefit Amestris."

"What does this have to do with me?"

"I'm getting to that. Maybe if you didn't have a short attention span, you'll find out."

"WHO ARE YOU CALLING A GARDEN GNOME?!"

Mustang smirked at the panting Alchemist. "The King wants to send over a State Alchemist to work with a group over there called 'The Justice League.'"

"One, that name sounds stupid," Edward held up one finger from a gloved hand. "Two, what does this have to do with me?"

Please don't be what I think it is.

"You, Fullmetal, are the chosen Alchemist to go."

Damn it.

"Can't go, too busy here," Edward crossed his arms and leaned back on the couch.

The Colonel tisked. "It isn't your choice, Fullmetal. But you still will be taking missions from me, as well as missions from the Justice League."

"How?" The blond raised an eyebrow. "I'm pretty sure you said America was on the other side of the world."

"America's technology is highly advance. They could transport a person from one place to another in seconds."

"Can I bring Al?" Edward asked. If he was going to do this…

"No."

"What?!"

"You'll see his every time you aren't in America," Mustang told him. "The only things you are required to be there for are missions, training, or anything else."

The State Alchemist sighed and leaned his head back. "Where's the file?"

The Colonel slid a thick file forward. "You'll need to study everything in this file and learn English to a satisfactory level."

"Anything else?"

They talked about what he had to do for about half an hour before Edward was free to go.

Report every mission and training sessions to me.

Be careful.

Don't tell any classified information.

All the rules he was most-likely break in one way or another.

Edward returned to his dorm with two months time to learn English to a certain level and study the file. Alphonse was sad he couldn't go with, but was happy that he would still see hi big brother almost everyday.

"Is English hard?" Alphonse asked as Edward put a pile of books on the coffee table that would teach him the new language.

"I don't know, guess we'll find out."

Turns out, English was very hard.

"HOW COULD THIS BE A LANGUAGE?! IT'S A MESS!"

"Brother, please!"

Edward did learn the stupid mess of a language.

During train rides between missions he read the file over and over.

He was going to be in a group of sidekicks called 'the Team.'

"It's like they weren't even trying, Al!"

"I'm sure it's okay, Brother."

In reality, Edward didn't care what stupid team he was on, as long as it didn't put a dent in his search.


"Whenever you are in America, you will speak English," Mustang spoke as they stood in front of an "Out-of-Order" telephone box next to command.

"Yeah, yeah, let's get this over with," Edward sulked.

"Very well."


The Team eagerly waited for their new teammate, that they were told about this time. They were told he was from Amestris, which was on the other side of the world.

Robin had hacked into the Justice League database to learn more.

"Batman only had a name and rank," He told the Team. "Edward Elric, Major in the Amestris military."

"Isn't he our age?" Wally asked. "How is he in the military?"

"You forget, my friend. I, too, was in the military at a young age," Kaldur spoke up.

"Yeah, but yours was mandatory."

"It is still very much the same."

Batman-A02.

Flame-SA01.

Fullmetal-SA02.

The computer disappeared as the six teammates turned to the Zeta-tubes. Batman was the first to walk out, followed by two others.

The first one was a black haired man with onyx eyes. He wore a navy uniform that screamed "military."

The other was a short boy with braided golden-blond hair, gold eyes scanned the room and its people with a calculating look in them. He wore a red cloak, a black outfit underneath it, and the strangest part; white gloves.

"Team," Batman's gruff voice gained everyone's attention. "This is Major Edward Elric the Fullmetal Alchemist and Colonel Roy Mustang the Flame Alchemist. Fullmetal will be your new teammate."

The blond boy took a step forward and waved. "Hello, I look forward to work with you."

The six noted his broken English as he took a step back to stand next to the Colonel.

"Batman and I will discuss the final of our deal. You get to know each other," Mustang eyes turned to his subordinate. "Behave, Fullmetal."

"Bite me," Edward rolled his eyes. The mentor and Colonel walked to the other side of the room.

"Nice to meet you, Ed. Can I call you Ed?" Wally sped forward to the new teammate and shook his left hand. Edward was startled, but it quickly disappeared as the others walked over. "I'm Wally, or Kid Flash."

"Sure. Nice to meet you, Wally."

"I'm M'gann, also Miss Martian," The floating alien put a hand on Connor's arm. "This is Connor, or Superboy."

The clone grunted in greeting, but was obviously not paying attention.

Edward raised an eyebrow before glancing at the adults and understanding appeared on his face.

"They are talking about how I'm going to work here," He told the group.

"How do you know?" Artemis spoke up. "Oh, I'm Artemis."

"Bastard covers all his bases if can."

"Isn't calling your superior officer "bastard" insubordination?" Boy Wonder raised an eyebrow. "Robin."

"I call his bastard because that is what he is," Edward shrugged.

"I'm Aqualad, but you can call me Kaldur," The Atlantion held out a hand towards the new member. "I'm the leader of this team."

"Hello, Kaldur," The two shook hands with respectful grins.

"If I can ask, why do they call you the Fullmetal Alchemist?" M'gann brightly asked.

"All State Alchemist get second name after joining the military," Edward seemed to think about something before pulling the glove off his right hand. "Leader has a sense of humor."

The six gasped silently at the metal hand in front of them.

"How…?"

"Entire arm is automail. Happened in alchemy accident, rebound."

The State Alchemist put the glove back on and seemed to carefully examine their reactions.

"Alchemy, like, turn lead into gold?" Wally asked, excitement in his voice.

"Yes, but transmuting gold is illegal," Edward smirked at an inside joke. "Alchemist are scientist."

"Alchemy isn't magic?" M'gann asked.

"Correct," The blond teen nodded.

"Fullmetal," The kids turned to Roy as he walked over, an open pocket watch in his hand. "We must go, we are returning tomorrow they can test your combat skill."

"Yes, Colonel Bastard."

"Did you make sure to tell them about your short temper?"

Edward yelled a string of curses in his native language as he followed his superior officer, who was smirking.

Before the two entered the Zeta-tube, Edward turned around and waved.

"See you tomorrow."

Flame-SA01.

Fullmetal-SA02.

The six turned to Batman when he cleared his throat.

"Watch Fullmetal carefully. We know nothing of him or his powers. While this is the beginning of a truce, we don't know anything about them or their country."

The Team exchanged looks of unease.