Ok, so Here's the first chapter, as promised. I know it's not very long, or very good, and as I said I welcome criticism, but I can't help but complain that it is 1:00 am and I am TIRED! heh. well, it's my own fault for writing it now I suppose, yet I only did it now because I've been trying to work myself up to write for weeks now and I was hit with a sudden very smothing blast of muse from which I recovered quickly and set down to write immediately after. So , here we go.

In Which There is Talk of Headless Chickens and Policemen

"A deal? With you military bastards? In your dreams."

"Last chance, Edward. If you come in with us –"

"I dare you."

"…What?"

" I. Dare. You. "

"…..."

…Snap…

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8 months prior…

"I'm telling you, Al. It all has to do with biological alchemy. The chicken's head and body are still attracted to each other through the alchemy. So it just runs around crazily looking for its head before it bleeds to death."

"Are you sure, Brother? I thought it just had to do with nerve endings and muscle memory."

"Of course I'm sure, Al! Listen to your big brother. He knows what he's talking about."

"My Big brother?"

"…What are you implying?"

"Nothing, nothing."

"Yeah, that's what I…"

"What is it Bro—"

"Shh."

Edward Elric, Fullmetal Alchemist, pressed his ear against the door leading to Colonel Mustang's office. His younger brother Al, a hulking suit of armor, stood beside him in the hall, waiting rather impatiently but quietly, until he saw is brother's face pale considerably quickly.

"Brother, what—"

He didn't have a chance to finish his sentence before Ed whirled around and, grabbing his wrist, hurriedly made his way back from the direction they had just come from. Al was going to ask him what was going on but decided against it, simply trusting his brother.

Ed stopped in his tracks as he saw two men dressed in police uniforms round the corner, engrossed in their conversation. Doing some quick thinking, he pushed Al up against the wall.

The two said officers looked up as the heard a clank of metal. One shook his head.

"Honestly, the things people use for decoration these days."

They continued past and once out of sight, Ed Climbed out of Al's hollow shell.

"Brother, tell me what's going on!" Alphonse hissed. He had played along, but now they were hiding from police and he had to know what was happening.

"I'll tell you Al. But first, we have to get out of this building."

"Alright," Al nodded and followed his brother. They arrived to the entrance hall of Central Headquarters without further problems but stopped just around the corner, listening to the voices that came from within.

"You are saying that Major Elric is inside the building then?"

Ed peeked around the corner. There was another policeman talking to the secretary behind the desk.

"Yes, I saw him and his brother come in just a little while ago, and I haven't seen them leave since."

The officer scowled and muttered something to himself, before quickly turning heel and setting off down the opposite hallway without a further word. The secretary 'humphed' to herself and busied herself with paperwork, mumbling something about 'men' and 'no decency anymore.'

Ed and Al made way for the door, hoping in vain that the secretary wouldn't notice them with her grumblings and papers.

"Ah, Major Elric, Alphonse! There you are. A policeman was just asking for you."

Ed winced visibly and then turned slowly around, smiling nervously.

"Uhh, yeah. Hmm, that's strange, I wonder why he was looking for us. Well, Me and Al are really in a hurry. The colonel can take care whatever it is. Bye."

He turned and walked swiftly to the door.

"He really wanted to see you! I think you should—"

She was cut off by the click of the heavy door shutting.

"Really, so rude!"

Outside, Ed led his brother quickly away. He didn't speak but his body was tense and he kept looking around, as if he expected something to pounce at him suddenly. Finally, he stopped at a secluded area in a little alleyway.

Ed had his back turned to Al. He held a hand tensely across his eyes, as if he had a headache, or was thinking hard.

"Brother, What is going on? Tell me!" Al demanded forcefully, yet with worry evident behind his voice. He couldn't imagine what would make Ed so agitated, so nervous, like that. He couldn't help but notice his brother was shaking slightly, and was clearly a few shades paler that he had been just a little while ago.

Ed was silent for a moment, then swallowed, stiffly composed himself, and took a deep breath, before finally answering Al.

"They know, Al." He said it in a deadpan way, as though he was trying to keep any emotion out of his voice.

"Know what?"

Ed turned. Al was shocked at the fear he saw in his brother's eyes. And the look he had; It was the same look as whenever he was worried about him.

'But why would Ed be worried about me?'

"Brother, they know what?"

"…About the transmutation Al. They know about Mom."