Chapter 1: A blast to the Past

Truth responded with a smirk.

"Because Mr. Alchemist. It is you I believe that simply can fix this as it correlates with your timeline. Someone is going back in time and changing pasts that need to be written in stone, such as your own".

Edward was conflicted, was time travel even possible? Where is the science behind it? How could this possibly be true? How could he even trust that it was the truth that the figure in front of him was sprawling out?

"Could it be alchemy? Could it be related to alchemy? But how could it be alchemy? The laws of alchemy could never allow time travel. The gate perhaps? Alternate universe? No this is the past that Truth is speaking of. Meddling with the past can lead to different timelines though technically speaking if time travel was possible."

"Wait a minute, is time travel even possible? Does it have to do with the gate? I do remember the time I was stuck in Gluttony's stomach, and when I used the philosopher's stone that Envy had it brought me here and then home, but that wasn't time travel. This makes no sense to me. How could someone find the scientific reasoning behind time travel and made it possible? Why would you want a measly ex-alchemist to deal with a time traveler?" Ed reasoned.

"Because Edward, you are closer to this time traveler then you would seem to believe. And on the bright side, I am offering your gate back so you can perform alchemy once more, as you will need it for your journey, and I will even throw in your dear old good leg as well. Equivalent Exchange if you will." Truth had replied with a grin on their face.

"Yeah okay, give me my leg back then, right now." Ed replied with his arms crossed.

"After you are done with your "mission", it won't be good to work with a malnourished leg now is it Mr. Alchemist?"

He has a point, the damn bastard. But hey, who can deny a deal like this?

"Will I be able to keep my alchemy once this is over? Or do I have to give it back?" Ed questioned.

"Well, on that promised day, you gave up your gate to bring back your brother's body. But I guess I can make an exception, which is only if you succeed."

"Ok guess there's no way of talking out of this, so it's better to get it done and over with. Since you're so called "God" I am guessing you have the ability to send me forwards or backwards in time. So let's get a move on? I have better things to do then mettle with your problems." Ed said with determination in his voice.

"Very well" Truth agreed

All of a sudden Edward had felt very lethargic, just like as if someone had administered a very strong anesthetic, something that he was all too familiar with. The void space around him now gave off a dull colour rather than a bright white, his vision started to become distorted with black edges around his eyes, blocking his view, he felt his body become heavy and collapsing to the ground was inevitable, he fell to his knees and next was the lumbar region of his chest, the ground seemed cold, colder than usual, and lumpier than what it should be, it smelt mildly of mildew and grass. He felt himself succumb to the dark.

Edward felt cold.

Edward felt wet.

He was also slightly sore, probably from laying on hard ground.

Edward was highly uncomfortable.

But nothing he is not used too.

He woke up with a gasp.

He began coughing, trying to gain some oxygen.

Just like he was reaching for air, as if he was drowning.

He was looking up at a night sky, a sky full of stars accompanied by a full moon. Thankfully there was enough light reflecting off the moon he could eventually make out his surroundings. He was laying in wet, cold grass. He was shivering, not the best weather to wake up to in the middle of nowhere.

Where the fuck am I? Did I drink too much last night or something? Nah not possible since alcohol tastes like ass, and im nothing like colonel bastard. Did I dream meeting with truth again? Or did that really happen? Something is telling me that it really did happen. Could they not possibly place me in a better spot? I am going to end up losing my arm again because of hypothermia. I should probably get up and try to get somewhere warm.

Edward turned his head the other way, he was currently facing a tombstone that read his mother's name. It startled him for a moment, then he got used to it all too quickly.

Why the fuck? Why am in a cemetery? Couldn't think of a more original place Truth? Well, can it get any better than this? Truth has a very warped sense of humour. Seems like they placed me in Resembool.

Edward began to get up, now standing he began to exit his way out of the cemetery, walking past his family house.

Wait a minute.

The house still stands.

And since I've seen my mother's headstone, this must be before or shortly after Al and me attempted human transmutation.

Ok truth I see what you were trying to achieve here. It's so I can identify approximately what time I am in, right?

Edward stared at the house for a good minute or two, looking through the windows, when suddenly he heard faint footsteps.

Edward quickly went to hide behind the house so the figure wouldn't see him. Someone appeared from the darkness, wearing a long black cloak concealing any physical attributes Ed could possibly use to try to identify the stranger. Light appeared from the windows of the house.

It's blue, possibly from an alchemy reaction.

It suddenly turned red.