Fullmetal Alchemist 2: New Era

Chapitire 1: The return of The Elrics.

"Alphonse! Damnit, wake up!" Silence. Edward sighs in frustration, and walks up the steps. "Alphonse Elric! Wake up NOW!" A thud. Ed smiles a little bit, as he hears cursing from Al's room. "Al!" "I'm up, I'm up! Bastard." Ed walks to Al's room. "What was that, little brother?" "Nothing! Go away. . ." "Fine, just get up, the assessment's today." "I know!!" Ed chuckles and walks downstairs, causing Almi to look up. "He sure is grouchy." The 22-year-old says. "Yes, but he'll get over it. Man, it's been awhile, wonder how they got through the attack?" Almi smiles. "Their doing great, I was there a week ago! It's so different now." Ed chuckles, and sits down. "Bet that bastard Mustang will have a heart attack, eh?" "Yes, he will. Everyone missed the Famous Elric brothers." Ed laughs "Bet they did." Al walks down, looking irate. Almi sighs deeply. "We better head to town, glad we got to stay with the Hughes'." "Yeah, we owe them. Ed smiles. Almi runs upstairs to get dressed, and comes down in a pair of black jeans, a mesh tank-top that isn't see-through, her thigh-high black boots, gloves; both the fishnet and alchemic, a black hair-tie and head-band, and her red cloak with the Alchemists' Sigil. "Okay, let's go." She says. Al nods. "Yes, let's." Ed shrugs, and walks out the door. Almi walks out the door, her dark golden brown hair waving in the wind. They make their way towards Central command center, the Head Quarter's for the military and state alchemists alike.