I've recently started watching FMA:B, and while the timeline is a tangled mess, I like the general gist so that will probably follow my story closer. Thanks, please R&R!
Disclaimer: Canon isn't mine.
Chapter 4:
"Your title is officially the Nightmare Alchemist." I grin evilly and snatch the pocket watch Colonel Mustang is holding out along with my certification on a piece of paper.
"That suits me just fine. Thank you, sir." Saluting, I turn to my brothers. "Well? Are we leaving or not?"
"Hold up, you three." Mustang calls just as we head for the door. Ugh, so close! "I actually have orders for you from the Fuhrer." Ed scowls, evidently thinking the same thing as me.
"Yeah? What are they?" He asks.
"You're to be under my command and help us catch an ex-Alchemist by the name of Isaac the Freezer." He's smirking about the fact that we have to work under him, albeit temporarily. Ed's upset about that, needless to say.
"Alright. Let's get to work." I clap my hands together.
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One touch to my throat and, as long as my energy holds up, my voice is back to normal.
"That disturbs me to no end." Ed comments as he, Al, and I crouch on a rooftop.
"Well, unless you want me signing and performing alchemy at the same time, you're stuck with it." I snip, crossing my arms as I clench my metal fist.
"Brother, sister, look!" Al points to a disturbance in the distance, steam rising from an unknown source. "What do you suppose that is?"
"Excitement." I grin and throw myself off the roof.
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The man crouches over the shattered remains of another person that has been frozen alive. I come out of the shadows and cross my arms.
"'Alchemist, be thou for the people.',". I rattle off from my memory. The man jolts in panic and whirls to face me. I point to the corpse. "You certainly weren't for that poor man, were you Mr. Isaac the Freezer?" He leers and rolls his sleeve back, letting the metal casing on his arm glint in the moonlight.
"He was a dog of the military. All strays must be put down." I tsk my tongue in mock disapproval.
"Well, then I guess that means you'll want to kill me as well. I'd like to see you try." He grins and runs one hand over the transmutation circle on the metal armor. The sound of crackling ice fills the air and I leap onto a protruding apartment balcony to avoid the bolt of frozen water dead-set on reaching me. "My turn!" I chirp before slapping my hands together and filling the air with the black hallucinogenic gas that enables me to know people's worst fears and use them against said person. At times like this it comes in handy, I smirk as Isaac shakes with fear. Unfortunately, the man's strong and shoots another bolt of ice at me before I can move. His aim is off from terror, so instead of impaling me, it simply slices into my side. But it's still painful!
As the guy takes off running/drunkenly stumbling, I rip off my overcoat and tie it around my wound. Until I can heal myself, that'll stem the blood loss. I turn to run after Isaac but Hawkeye stops me.
"Your brothers can handle it. You should get that looked at." She says, gesturing to my side where blood is leaking through the red coat. Dang, I really liked this coat.
"I'm fine." I retort, but my vision is kind of fuzzy.
"Obviously not. Come along." She grabs my arm again and drags me to where a medic is watching the fight between my brothers and Isaac. She taps him on the shoulder and he jumps and spins around, relaxing once he sees it's just us.
"Hello, Lieutenant Hawkeye. How can I help you? Were you hurt?" He asks and Hawkeye pushes me forward.
"I wasn't but she was."
"I don't need help!" I complain, blinking quickly to remain conscious.
"You're such a liar." The medic says as he guides me to a portable bench and sets me down. I scowl at him as he presses an ice-cold stephoscope to my chest. "So how are you?" The medic asks conversationally. "You know, other than some blood loss and possible trauma to your lungs."
"Just...Fine." I growl as he takes a sample of my blood by sweeping a towelette over my wound.
"What happened?" Ed asks, running up with Al close behind.
"Isaac happened." I respond, yawning halfway through.
"Alchemical exhaustion isn't fun, is it?" Al snips, crossing his arms in disapproval.
"I don't know what you're acting so disapproving for. Ed is injured just like me. So do the right thing and get him some medical attention, too." Ed plunks next to me.
"Hey! Unless you're wounded, shorty, you need to move." The medic scolds Ed as he begins to bandage my side. Ed leaps to his feet.
"Who are you calling so short he'd bleed out in an instant?!" Ed yells, getting into the medic's face.
"Get over yourself! I wouldn't be caught dead talking about you, let alone insulting you!" The medic yells back. They continue to yell back and forth for a few minutes until I get annoyed and throw my bloody coat at Ed, who yells and practically wrestles the thing as he tries to get it off.
"If you two are done bickering," I scold, getting to my feet, "My brother is wounded. I recommend you take care of that while I finish what I started." The medic glances at Ed's side before scurrying off to fetch some bandages as Ed sits on the bench with a sigh, too exhausted to do any more ranting. Al, however, is not so tired.
"Where are you going, Ashley?" He asks after checking over Ed one more time.
"Isaac escaped. I intend to fix that." Dark shadows cover my face as I stalk to the place where I detect another alchemist. Either way, this ends today.
