I do not own FMA, which depresses me.

Chapter 3: The Man Far From Home

It was a long train ride from the south of Amestris; it was night time and quiet except for the snoring and the sound of pages of a book turning. The only man up and about is the Trainman, walking down the halls and checking to see if everything was alright. So far, everything was going well as he entered the last train compartment. Not long after, he was stopped by a young couple resting in a cabin.

"Excuse me sir, can we get some extra blankets here?" The couple asked

The Trainman nodded as he heard a loud thump from overhead. "What was that?"

The couple noticed the sound too as the Trainman hear a smaller thump. "Could someone be on the roof," the Trainman thought, "Who would be crazy enough to-"he didn't finish his train of thought when a metallic hand tore through the roof of the train and grabbed onto the Trainman's head. His head is then brought up through the hole while his body thrashes about trying to save himself. At this point, no one was asleep anymore as the Trainman continues to scream. The screams eventually stopped and his limbs stopped wailing about as his body dropped to the floor, a nearby woman screamed in horror as she saw that his head was no longer on his shoulders.

The hole in the train was pulled apart so it was bigger, making room for a man in a black cloak as he jumped through the hole and into the train. The passengers trembled with fear as the figure looked onto them with menacing red eyes.

Screams filled the night, and then were silenced.


Ed stood among the grassy fields of a place he hasn't been to in so long, a place that he thought he never see again, it was his former hometown, it was Resembool. It looked exactly the same as when he left as he walked along the familiar path to a certain house. He was so close to the Rockbell house, he looked to his right and saw the remains of the house he and Al burnt down when Ed became The FullMetal Alchemist.

But that wasn't important to Ed anymore, he didn't care about the remains of his former home, all he cared about is the faces that reside in the yellow house. Then the front door swung open and Ed's heart nearly jumped out as he saw Winry walked out, it wasn't long before Winry spotted Ed standing a mere twelve feet from her house.

"Ed." She mouthed quietly. Ed smiled; he was happy, happy to see his best friend again. His happiness wouldn't last long.

"Ed." Winry said, she did not look happy, in fact, there was not an expression on her face at all. "I hate you."

Ed's smile vanished, "B-but why?"

"You abandoned us, you left us." There was nothing in her voice either, no pain, no angry, nothing, she was completely blank. "You broke my heart."

Ed looked devastated, "But Win, I had to, please, if you would just listen to me."

"No Ed, I will not listen, and I will not wait for you, not anymore. You never cared about me, or granny, or about anyone. You didn't even say goodbye when you left." Each word Winry spoke was like driving a stake through Ed's heart. "Ed, I will forgive you, I will never forgive you for what you've done."

She then turned and headed back inside. Ed cried for her as everything started turning white. "Winry! No, wait! Please come back! Winry!"

"NO!!!" Ed shouted as he shot straight up, he was in his bedroom inside his apartment back in Munich. He was also wet from his sweat; he wiped the sweat from his brow as he went to his bathroom. It was still night time and Ed was sure Al was still asleep, if he didn't hear him. Ed splashed water onto his face and then he looked at the mirror. Ed was thinking about that dream just now, he should've known all along that it was a dream; Winry wouldn't say such things, he couldn't blame her if she did though. Thinking back, Ed wasn't the greatest friend to Winry. Still, why is he having these damn dreams, it's been going on for a while now, Ed waking up to some bad dream. Usually, when Ed has a dream, it was about that fateful day when they tried to bring back their mother. His dreams were never like this though, he never dreamt of his childhood friend hating him for all eternity. He punched the mirror in frustration with his right hand, which obviously broke the mirror. Why did he dream about that? Maybe the dream was telling him something? Or maybe he was going senile?

Ed knew what to do; he got himself dressed and left the apartment, being careful not to wake Al. In the past, Ed never knew how to deal with the nightmares, but since he found himself in Germany, he found the answer: Beer. He heard a drunk say once that beer can solve any problem, and Ed was honestly starting to believe him. He wasn't telling Al about this, oh no, that was the last thing Ed needed.

His usual drinking place was a bar down the road from where Ed and Al lived, it wasn't a long walk. He stepped into the bar and was already hearing the following:

"Right on time."

"Uh oh, looks like another bad night."

"Better get the usual."

Apparently it was common for Ed to come in this time of night, whatever the time was. Ed walked over to the bartender, Joshua.

"Hey Ed, what will it be tonight?"

"The usual, Josh." Ed sat down on a stool right before a man went and sat on the stool next to Ed, on his right side.

"I'll have what he's having." The man said, he was a tall man, he looked well built, and he had long black hair and a beard that surrounded his mouth.

"I'm sorry, do I know you?" Ed said, he was slightly peeved at the guy, but was in no mood to get into a fight.

"Sorry, my name's Kane." The man said, offering Ed his hand which Ed didn't take.

"Uh-huh, mine's Edward." Ed mumbled as he drank his beer.

"It's good to meet you, Ed." Kane said in his slight gruff voice, he didn't sound like he was German. To Ed his accent sounded familiar but couldn't place it, not like Ed cared.

"So?" Kane continued, "Come here often."

When Ed didn't answer, Josh answered for him, "He comes here almost every night, and I'd be out of business if it weren't for him."

"You got plenty of other customers, Josh, I'm nothing special." Ed said, getting annoyed with Kane about now, the last thing Ed wanted was company.

"Excuse me Sir, but what's the story with that tattoo?" Josh pointed to Kane's face, Ed glanced towards and sure enough there was a tattoo that ran down the right side of Kane's face.

"It's a family mark, got it when I was very young." Kane responded glancing towards Ed who just finished his beer he got up and went into his pocket to get out some money.

"It's no need." Kane said, also reaching into his pocket and drawing out money. "This one's on me."

"I did not ask for or require your help." Ed said, nearly getting mad.

"I'm sure you don't ….Mr. Elric." Kane said, Ed was surprised that he called him by his last name.

"How do you know my last name?" Ed said, thinking that Kane works for the Nazi's.

"Well, I heard that an Edward Elric lives nearby, and when you said your name was Edward, I assumed that you were him." He stood silent before resuming, "How's your brother?"

Ed dropped the money onto Josh's table. "Thanks for the beer Josh!" Ed growled before storming out.

Kane merely chuckled and took one last sip of his beer, "Hmm, thanks for the poison." Kane gave Josh the money and then went after Ed.

Ed was fuming, Kane knew about him and his brother, and from Ed's experience that wasn't good.

"Yo, Ed, wait up!" Kane hollered at Ed, "Oh great!" Ed thought.

"Don't you have anyone else to harass." Ed growled at Kane, itching to knock his block off.

"Nope, just you." This guy was as bad as Mustang, and Ed was reaching his limit.

"Listen." Ed said in a threatening voice that gets higher as he goes along. "I don't know why you're following me, but if you don't leave me alone right now, I'm going to knock you out with my right hand, and believe me, I got a mean right hand."

Kane looked amused and decided to end the game, "Oh I'm sure you do, FullMetal!"

Ed stopped dead in his tracks. Did he hear him right? Did he just call him FullMetal? A name that only those from Amestris would know?!?

Still stunned, Ed turned to face a grinning Kane, Ed wanted answers and now. "Who the hell are you?"

Kane took three steps towards Ed. "I am like you, I am far from home."

Ed understood what he meant, "You're from Amestris?"

"Well, I'm not from Amestris, I'm from another country, but if you meant your world, then yes, I'm from your world." Kane said. Ed nodded, he was starting to recognize his accent, it wasn't one that someone from Amestris would have, but there was no doubt, Kane was from Ed's world.

"Well, why are you here? Ed asked, he saw the grin on Kane's face drop.

"I'm here to see you and your brother."

"Why?"

Kane took a moment before continuing, "Because I need your help."