One month after Ed got the contract for mass producing the new explosives, the warehouse was overloaded and the staffs were getting scared because of the risk of a huge explosion. The next shipment is due next week and the explosives are kept at an unsafe level. Everyone is tensed, most of all Ed since its his duty to manage the workflow and the lives of all the workers is in his hands and because he is going to be a father soon. He did not want to set an example like his father. he wanted to be with his child and spend his time with his family. Everyday he returned home with worries crowding his mind and everyday the two brothers quarelled over childish matters.
Meanwhile, Fuhrer Mustang is puzzled over the disappearance of the men he sent out to investigate the gate. Its been over a month and the men still has not reported in. Furthermore, the rescue squad has not returned as well. He decided to check this out himself and called an old friend to accompany him on his travels-MajorArmstrong. Together the duo set out to check the site of the gate.
Late at night the entire town of Munich was blinded by a flash of light as bright as the sun followed by a huge roar like thousands of thunder sounding at the same time trailed by a earthquake. The warehouse situated 50 miles away from the city had exploded leaving behind a crater 70 miles in diameter. Ed immediately realized that the worst had come to pass. He rushed out of the house and got in his car and speeded off to the warehouse.
Major Armstrong was close to the gate examining it and Mustang was standing beside him pondering why it had started showing activity since the last month? When suddenly he was knocked off his feet by Armstrong thrown on top of him. When they both regained balance, they saw that the gate was now open once again.
There he saw something very familiar at the centre of the crater.The open gate was staring at Edward as if calling him to step into it. He started moving toward it as if mesmerised, lusting to regain his alchemical powers.
Al knew as soon as he heard the explosion that it came from Ed's factory. He rushed out the instant he realized this and ran straight for Ed's car. However Ed had already gone and Al desperate to follow his brother gave a try to transmute a car. To his surprise, he managed to create a car and drove to the site of the explosion as fast as he could. What he say was a vista so surreal that he had trouble believing it. The gate was back once again and standing on the edge of the crater was his brother, inching ever closer to the accursed gate.
"Hmm, this is a puzzling situation. What do you suppose we do"
"Let me try my beautiful alchemy passed throughout my family line and try to block this gate once again. Look at my muscles Fuhrer, they are bulging with excitement. See how determined they are"
"Go ahead"
No matter how many times Armstrong tried, he could not seal the gate. All the stone statues he made and all the stone slabs he tried to put over the gate to cover it was sucked in.
Ed and Al were staring at the gate when they saw something coming towards them at a fast speed. Before they could move, they were both hit in the face with something hard that came from beyond the gate and both of them were knocked out.
After regaining consciousness, they saw that it was a statue of a certain very muscular and bald person they both knew. They each looked at each other and even in this dire situation could not help but smile. They decided to send something down as well.
Fuhrer Mustang was stooping over closely examining the gate when he spotted something suspicious in the distance. Suddenly it jumped at Mustang and he instantly reacted and blew it away with the flick of a wrist as if it was nothing.
"Do you think that was a good idea brother"
"Why not? Al"
"What if someone gets hurt"
"I DO hope its the Colonel.HE HE HEHE"
"You shouldn't say stuffs like that brother"
"Oh shut up Al, you're still a child"
"No i'm not"
"Yes you are"
"NO I'm not"
"Yes, yes, yes"
"NO. That's it brother im not speaking with you"
"Hmph. What a child"
"Well you're shorter than a child"
"AREYOUSAYINGTHATIMASHORTFREAKOFNATUREWHOISNOTHINGMORETHANATINYBACTERIAWHONEEDSTOBESEENWITHAMICROSCOPEBECAUSEHECANNOTBESEENNORMALLYBECAUSEHEISSHORT"
"I dnt understand what you are saying brother"
"You dont have to"
"Then why are you trying to tell me these things"
"Shut up Al"
Winry was on her way to Rosembool when she decided to pay a visit to Fuhrer Mustang. When she arrived at Central Headquarters she was informed that Mustang has gone over to check out a disturbance in the gate. She thought of asking Hawkeye and learned the details about the disturbance from her. When she heard that the gate had opened once again, she said a short farewell to and got out in a hurry.
In the smoke of the blast Both Armstrong and Mustang were limited in vision and they were alert in preparation of a surprise attack from an unknown enemy when Armstrong noticed a shape in the distance.
"What is it Fuhrer"
"It seems strangely familiar"
"A short thin object with a round face and a red coat"
"Hmm"
"I recall having seen something like this sometime"
"Are you sure? I dont recall seei. . . . . . . . ."
"FULLMETAL"
"FULLMETAL"
Both of them cried out at once as Ed's trademarked 'short' mannenquin with a red coat and a large round head with angry eyes and a tiny patch of hair on the forehead comes into focus. As the smoke dispersed and the dust settled, they could see it in full focus. And both were glad to see this representative of Ed in here.
"Umm. Major Armstrong"
"Al? Is that you"
"Colonel Mustang"
"I'm here but i dont see you or your brother anywhere. Although i'm not surprised at not being able to see your brother"
("Al tell him that i can hear every word he says CLEARLY")
"Can you see us?"
"No Sir"
"Where are you"
"I'm on the other side of the gate"
"Is Ed there with you"
"He is, but only i can talk like this. He can't"
("He's lucky that i cant talk like this through stuffed toys. If i could, i'd have given him a piece of my mind. Who is he implying shorter than a dust particles and can't be seen in a dusty place?")
