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Chapter One: Brothers
"Attention Students, we have a new student. A Mr. Edward Elric." Tonia glanced up. Where had she heard that name? Christy gasped. "What?" Tonia whispered, leaning closer to her best friend.
"He looks just like him! He even has his name!" Christy said, practically jumping our of her seat. "What?"Tonia asked again, this time turning to face the new kid.
He had long blonde hair and almost gold eyes. He looked like an Anime character with those huge bright eyes. They seemed sad, as if they had seen grief. That's it! Tonia thought remembering the boy.
Edward Elric, the Full Metal Alchemist. But how could this be? He had been a teenager during World War Two! He would have to be over eighty! Yet this Edward Elric is only... sixteen!
"Um, call me Ed," Edward said, glancing around the class. He didn't want to be here, but his father had forced him. He wanted to stay with his brother, he was worried about him.
"Well, Ed, you can take a seat behind Christy. Christy raise your hand." A light haired girl eagerly raised her hand. He was smiling brightly in contrast to Ed's tired and pretty much fake smile.
As he sat down, he pulled out his grandfathers watch. It had been passed down the family and he wasn't supposed to get it until his older brother, Will, gave it to him, but he had stolen it for good luck. It had the insignia of a loin with, almost, a rope strangling it. It was stained and old, but Ed liked it a lot. He would sometimes seal it from William just to look at it. When Edward opened the cover, he could just see where 3 OCT 11 had been carved out. Ed didn't know what made this date special or even if it was a date, but there had to be some kind of important reason. Ed knew this.
Ed sat the entire class playing with the watch, waiting for the bell to ring and for him to be able to visit his sick brother.
"Hey! Where are you off to, New Kid?" Ed turned around. The girl, Christy, was running to catch up with him. "What's it to you?" Ed retorted rudely, turning back around.
"Well, its nothing, I guess... but I just figured you'd need a friend for your first day here!" Christy said skipping to Ed's walking.
"Just leave me alone! God! I'm not even gunna be here for all that long. I'm leaving when Al gets better."
"Who's Al? What happened to him?"
There was silence then, "Go away..."
Ed leaned over the desk, slowly writing his name and his time of entrance on the sign in sheet. He wanted to see his brother, but was scared of what would be his condition.
Would it be worst? Would it be better? Please be better! Ed thought as he put the pen down. As he walked down the hall, there were announcements on the P.A. and people would push past him to get to others. Ed hated hospitals, they always smelled like sick people and the idea of dealing with death everyday weird-ed him out.
Alphonse was in room 309. Ed had memorized the route to the room as if he were being kidnapped. Walk straight to your left from the sign in desk, stop at the stairs, thirty-three steps to the third floor , turn left again, then right nine doors.
Opening the door, the First thing that Ed noticed was how boring and cold the room was. When he was here the night before, there was a lot of people hustling an bustling in and out of the room. Now that the crowds were gone, it was dead.
Ed walked into the quiet room.
BEEP... BEEP... BEEP...
There was the heart rate thingy going at it in the corner and I.V. fluids dripping into a fifteen year old kid's arm. There were bruises and cuts all over his body, but he was just laying there. Sleeping!
Ed sat down by the boy's bed, "Al, I'm so sorry... I didn't mean for you to get hurt..." The boy remained silent, breathing in and out slowly. "this is all my fault... I should be here, not you... Why did it have to be you?" The boy's deep sleep remained undisturbed. "I have to fix you Al. Somehow..."
BEEP...BEEP...BEEP...
"I got these things for you. I know how much you like them... and I don't think that you are too old to have them, no matter what I have said in the past." Ed reached into his backpack, pulling out a lava lam and one of those spinning shape nightlights. He placed one on either side of his bed. "This way, no matter how you wake up, you'll see the light!" The brother just laid there, not moving except the slight twitch of his chest. Ed closed his eyes, "I love you Al.
