[Disclaimer I do not own FMA or any of its characters, though I immensely wish I did.

Nor do I own the name of the FFIII village I am going to use in my fan-fic. FFIII w00t.

Chapter 2

The Discovery

They saw, a mansion, and for some reason, there was an odd aura to it. Scrawled on its walls, in blood, were demonic messages. They circled it and Ted cried out:

"I've found a door!"

"Great, now let's go in."

"Um…maybe that's not such a good idea…I mean, there are demonic messages all over it…" Ted replied, backing away.

"Feh, I'm going in."

"Fine, it's your funeral."

Turning around, Ed opened the door, and walked in. There was something eerie to the house, like as if there were demons living in it, (which was actually a possibility). Exploring, Ed discovered an organ room. On the organ pipes was scrawled a giant blood pentacle.

"What…the…heck…"

Walking closer, he was about to place his hands on it, when a voice spoke from the door:

"I wouldn't do that if I was you."

Transmuting his auto-mail into a sword, Ed spun around and faced the stranger. He was wearing a black cloak covered in symbols, and a hood shrouded his face in darkness.

"W-Who are you?"

"I would prefer to keep that hidden…"

"Well it won't be hidden long!"

Leaping towards the shadowy man, Ed swung his blade in an arc, bringing it down on the shadowy man's head, or at least, where his head used to be. The man had disappeared.

"What!"

"Slow, you are too slow."

Whipping around he saw the man leisurely sitting on the organ bench.

"You…!"

Leaping again, the same thing happened. Why can't I catch him?!

"Nemo lugeo scelestus" (I mourn no evil one)

"Stop moving around so I can kill you!"

"Sentio poena of everto" (FEEL THE PAIN OF THE DEMONS)

"I don't speak whatever you're saying so just SHUT UP"

The figure pointed at Ed and muttered the same words he had just said. Ed felt a blindingly hot pain burn through his body. Collapsing, he swore silently.

"What…did…you…do…" he yelled, breathing heavily.

"Just an incantation taught to me by the Demonic One."

As Ed was about to reply, the wall exploded. Mustang stood in the smoke, preparing another spark.

"You just need me to follow you, don't you Ed."

"What are you doing here!?"

"Helping you, obviously."

Ed felt more grateful than a farmer who had just gotten his sheep stolen by his neighbor.

"I think I'll be taking my leave of you gentlemen. Evanui..."

Almost immediately, the man seemed to fade and disappear. Laughing, he vanished.

"WHY'D YOU HAVE TO COME! EVERYTHING WAS FINE!"

"Well, apparently not, since you were getting your pants beaten off of you."

"SHUT UP!"

Getting up, Ed walked out of the mansion with Mustang in tow. He sulked all the way until he reached the inn, where Mustang stopped in the entrance.

Sighing, Mustang said:

"When will you ever learn…"
"Learn what?"

"Learn that you can't win at everything…"

Ed just slammed the door in his face.

TBC in Chapter 3: The Shrouded Evil