Chapter 3

FMA

I grinned to myself. I was in the world of FullMetal Alchemist.

I glanced to my left. There it was, One, All, God, Truth, and most of all, me. I walked towards it. The Gate was to my right, embossed with intricate patterns and words. I smiled at Truth. "So… hi." I started an awkward conversation. He didn't smile back, how rude! Naturally, I already knew everything. His name, who he was, what he did, etcetera. "What do you want?" As always, Truth's voice was creepy. Despite that, I held my ground and faked another smile, "What do you mean? You brought me here, didn't you?"

"No, I did not. You came here of your own accord."

I was genuinely surprised at this. Well, I guess it does kinda make sense… I mean, if I came from a different world, it would be different. But having come from a different dimension altogether…. I looked up again. "Well," I said, "if I came here of my own free will, that means I can do anything I want, right?"

Truth shook his head. "You're so stupid;" he sneered, "I don't know how your brain works."

"What?!"

"Are you stupid?"

"Don't ask me such an idiotic question! Of course I'm not stupid! You aren't even real!"

"You are upset. Someone who knows that an insult said about them isn't a fact wouldn't have doubts. They wouldn't be angry over such a thing. You are insecure about yourself. This shows that you are stupid."

"What is with you and calling me stupid?!"

At this, he stayed quiet. Then he started up again. "If you wish to go through the door, you must pay a price." At his words, a cold fear struck my heart. I've read this part… He takes a body part from them… Oh no, what if I don't survive? I barely could handle the pain of a broken bone, how can I have a body part forcefully taken off or out of me? I gulped, trembling.

"So?" Truth cackled, "What would you like to give me? An arm? A leg? Or," He grinned his sick, twisted smile, "Will you give me everything?" I looked at the pure white ground, clenching my fists. I could feel my thoughts racing through my head at the speed of light. I looked at Truth and said, "I'll give you my emotions."

At first, he seemed bewildered. Then he regained his composure. He smiled his Joker grin again. Seriously, he could beat Joker in creepiness. "Well, that isn't a physical part of you, but it is your feelings…" I swallowed nervously, crossing my fingers for luck. "I guess it works." Truth finished. I mentally gave myself a pat on the back for thinking up such a devious plan. I'm pretty sure this should be absolutely painless.

Truth looked at me. He directed me to the Gate and it opened. A bunch of those small black hands crawled out and grabbed me. I let out a strangled scream. What I had anticipated to be painless was agonizing. Tears sprung to my eyes as the black hands pulled me in. My head felt like it was splitting open. I clutched my hands around my head attempting to relieve some of my pain but soon the tiny hands pulled my arms away from my head and I nothing more to do than to thrash around. It was excruciating. It felt like an eternity but soon, the pain subsided and I saw a light. My head was still throbbing but I could only vaguely feel it. It had only been a few minutes but I knew, I just knew, that every single drop of emotions I had had been drained out of me. I felt absolutely lifeless.

I opened my eyes and I was on a grassy plain. The bright sunlight immediantly assaulted my eyes and I attempted to raise my left arm to block it out. My sore arm fell to the ground, useless after rising two inches off the soft grass. I didn't feel the least bit excited anymore; although I had been so happy when I realized I was in the same world as the Edward Elric. I tried lifting my arm again and felt around me. My brown leather shoulder bag was still with me. (Didn't I mention it before?) I opened it without looking and reached in. I felt around and vaguely recognized my stuff. My headphones, my pocket flashlight, a few packets of water purifiers, my notebook, my pencil case, and the latest volume of FMA. I sighed and closed the bag again. I lowered my arm and felt my cargo pants back pocket. My iPhone was still in there. I didn't feel any relief. Probably 'cause of the whole extracting-all-feelings-from-me experience. I reminded myself briefly of the tormenting incident. I flinched; a swift feeling of fear gripped my heart. I- Wait a sec. Flinched? Feeling of fear? I felt… confused. I thought all feelings had been removed from my mind. WTH? I finally felt enough strength to sit up and look around my surroundings properly. I saw a two story house in the distance; a house I had seen one too many times. It was the Rockbells' house! Then, two figures growing larger by the passing second; it was a blond in a red flamel coat and giant suit of armor. It was Edward and Alphonse Elric.

Truth's smile that had been so ever since Sharon had left suddenly disappeared. He realized something he had overlooked when Sharon had suggested the idea of taking her emotions. If he had her emotions, he would have feelings. Pity, sadness, anger, happiness… all those would be in him. How annoying. Then, he remembered one more thing. Emotions could be regained… through human interactions. Oh dear. This could be troublesome.

A/N Hi subbies! I'm sorry I wasn't able to update on Saturday like I promised! School is starting on Wednesday so I might not be able to make every update date. I'll try my best to update every Wednesday, Friday, and Saturday. I won't post a new chapter this Wednesday. Yeah… school. Stressing, isn't it? Well, see you next time subbies! BTW, thanks to all of those people who reviewed my chapters. I'm really happy! So, SPREAD THE LOVE AND JOY AROUND. Lol. Bye bye! ^^