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Truth: I will never stop asking!

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TruthsMessage: It's almost at the end of the storyline, where everybody already knows about the Homunculus but the final battle hasn't started yet ;) Hope this cleared it up for you.
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Guest: Al is too overprotective to have a smurf brother. It's a cool bandaid too. (with sparkles! No, not really...)
Not so human: Thanks so much for pointing that out! Explanation down below~

WHOOPS- I forgot that Ross was supposed to be in Xing at this point in time. Sorry for anyone who connected the dots and got puzzled. I've replaced her with another character that isn't important.

I'm glad you guys like the story so far, this chapter probably won't clear up any questions though.

It was a bright and sunny morning in Amestris. Ed and Al were sparring, the Colonel was doing paperwork and Scar was giving flowers to passing strangers.

A perfectly normal- wait, Scar?!

That place Scar likes to hang out, Central 10:00AM

"Oh man, I've almost run out of flowers," Scar looked a little dejected, "and I ran out of money to buy more, too..." Then his brow furrowed in confusion.

'Wait a minute, why am I doing this again? I'm supposed to be killing Amestrians, not giving flowers to them!'

At that moment Armstrong walked past. He saw Scar with a bouquet of flowers in his hand and a whole pile behind him.

They stared at each other for a moment, then-

"I'M GLAD YOU HAVE CHANGED YOUR WAYS, SCAR!" Scar was subjected to the horror of seeing Armstrong's shirt ripped off. "SUCH INTEGRITY! SUCH KINDNESS!" Armstrong did a pose.

"THIS POSE HAS BEEN PASSED DOWN THE ARMSTRONG FAMILY LINE FOR GENERATIONS! IT IS USED TO CONGRATULATE THOSE WHO ARE ABOUT TO PURSUE MATRIMONY!"

Scar was looking at him with a slightly bewildered face.

'Matrimony... wait, isn't that-'

"TELL ME, SCAR, WHO IS YOUR (UN)LUCKY FIANCEE?"

"Grrr..." Now that Scar had recovered his wits he was ready to deconstruct something. That 'something' was soon to become this Amestrian Alchemist, Armster, or whatever his name was.

Scar cracked his knuckles, 'His face will be crushed.'

Armstrong was too busy posing in his sparkles to notice him.

Behind the hotel, Liore 10:00AM

As established two whole chapters before, Ed and Al were sparring.

"So-" Al dodged a punch from his right, "-have any ideas what that-" Ed jumped behind him, "-mark might be?" Al ducked to avoid a kick to his head.

"I have an idea." Ed replied while sidestepping to keep away from Al's punches, "It's very unlikely though-" He pushed Al's body backwards, "-it really needs some-" Ed ducked to avoid Al's elbow, "-some kind of proof."

"What is it?" Al asked as he swept his legs under Ed's feet, Ed jumped back.

"Why are you asking me all the time-" Ed stepped back again, he was about to use his alchemy, "-don't you have your own ideas?" Ed clapped his hands and leapt to the ground.

Only to find that he couldn't feel anything.

There was no crackle of energy between his fingers, no heat occurring from the transmutation and no raw power coming from the ground. Even after applying more force nothing happened. Ed's eyes widened in realisation, he couldn't use alchemy.

He took a step away from Al.

His back touched the wall of the hotel.

Al hadn't noticed at this point though and prepared for the final blow. His fist was ready to knock Ed to the ground.

Ed was still shocked but just managed to tumble out of the way of Al's punch. However, Al had misjudged his strength and smashed his fist into the wall.

"Hey, Al," Ed remarked, "watch it!" He was a little unnerved that the crumbling wall could've been his face.

"S-sorry, brother," Then Al took a step back, "OW!"

Ed paused, "Al, what's wrong?"

When Al didn't answer Ed became more confused.

"Al? Hey, is the armour rejecting you again?"

'Diligence.'

Ed froze as a familiar feeling of dread washed over him. Only this time it wasn't the tattoo, it was much, much worse.

His vision was turning white and he gasped as he realised what was happening.

He could already feel the shadow-like hands swimming through his mind.

The gate was opening once again.

Oh, don't worry, good stuff is still coming after this~

I'm not experienced with writing fight scenes so sorry if that was a little hard to read ^^''

I'll update soon... ahahaha- *cough* *cough*

Scar, get those flowers out of here!

Scar: :3 ?