Wow... A lot of people are probably mad at me for the last chapter... but I think that you all will find something pretty interesting that- OK! I'm shutting up!

Go ahead and read...


Leon was shocked to see that the bullet was knocked away by a swift arm. He tried to shoot again, but Barry just punched the gun out of his hand. Leon and Al watched as the gun was sent flying across the room, denting the wall as it came in hard contact.
When they looked back at Barry, they noticed him pinning Edward down on the bench with his large, metal arms. Ed flailed and struggled to get free, snapping at Barry as though thinking he was made of flesh. He clawed at the metal, making a screeching noise with his auto-mail.

"What the hell do you think you're doing?!" Leon shouted in anger. His face turned red as a little but of sweat dripped down his forehead. "You know that we have to kill him! If we don't the-"

"Will you shut the fuck up and listen to me?!" Barry interrupted, struggling to talk to Leon while pinning down Ed at the same time. "I don't think we have a reason to kill him. Because I have-." Suddenly, Barry's arm fell off. He quickly looked down and noticed that Ed clawed it off with his own auto-mail. There was no way to keep him pinned with just one arm.
With one strong push, Ed managed to break free from Barry. Turning toward Leon, he hissed menacingly and lunged at him, hands tightly gripping his shoulders. Leon was thrusted hard to the ground, feeling the wind get knocked out of him from the hard fall.
Swiftly lifting his arm up, Leon managed to grab at Ed's neck and keep him from biting any part of his body. The young alchemist squirmed and clawed with his auto-mail arm while his other arm was tightly held by Leon.

"Al, get him off!" Leon managed to yell. There was no response, for Al was too shocked to even move forward. Staring down at the floor, he felt his hands clench into fists.

"AL!!" he yelled again, trying to kick off Edward. The alchemist kept flailing and slashing his auto-mail at him. Cuts and bruises appeared on Leon's sore arm. His grip started to loosen a little, but it remained tight at Ed's neck.

"Fuck! I'll get him off!" Barry growled, pacing towards Leon and Ed. With his good arm, he grabbed Ed by the braid and yanked him upwards until he was a few feet off the ground. He continued to squirm and thrash around, craving to bite into flesh and blood.
Swinging his arm back, Barry through him hard against the broken cabinet.

"Brother!" Al cried out, rushing towards Ed. He immediately stood up and dashed towards Leon, who was still on the ground. Before he could lunge at him, Al quickly grabbed his arm and pulled him back, attempting to hold him back from attacking again.
Leon quickly stood up and stared at his arm, thankful that the auto-mail couldn't carry the disease. Walking towards Al and Ed, Leon picked up his gun and checked for any damages on it. Luckily, only a small scratch was visible on the side, indicating that there was no serious damage to it.

"Al, I'm sorry... But I have to kill him," he said, aiming the gun at Edward.

"No! No! Wait!" Barry chimed in, grabbing Leon's shoulder. "I don't think we have to kill him. Look what I have!" Removing his hand from his shoulder, Barry revealed what Al and Ed knew as the Philosophers's Stone. Leon gave him a weird look and attempted to grab it, but Barry pulled his arm away before he could reach it.

"What is that thing?" Leon asked, quickly glancing at Ed and Al.

"It's supposed to be the Philosopher's's Stone," Al answered. "But I know it has to be a fake. How could you ever obtain it when you don't know a thing about what it is?"

"Actually, Alphonse, that's where you're wrong," Barry replied. "You didn't know that I was studying about it for quite some time. I was going to use it for my own purposes, whatever I desire most. But, at the moment, I think survival is the most important thing right now, and we need this alchemist to keep us alive. I still remember his skills, like we just fought yesterday... So, I want you to bring him back to his original form." With that said, he reopened his hand and revealed the stone to Al.

"Umm... Hold on, Barry," Al said, shoving Ed against the wall. With one arm thrusted against his stomach, Al reached into his metal armor and picked out a piece of half used chalk. Next to Ed, he started drawing a transmutation circle. It was kind of sloppy since Ed kept on struggling and flailing his arms, but was still able to transmute objects.

"Just hold on, brother," Al told him. "We're going to make you better." Lifting up his free hand, he placed it against the transmutation circle, causing a blue light to shine in a small section of the room. Leon shielded his eyes from the sudden amount of light. Large straps appeared from the wall, wrapping around Edward's body to cease his movements. As the blue light faded, Leon removed his hands from his face and stared at Al and Ed.

"Hand me the stone," Al demanded, extending an arm out towards Barry. He nodded and handed the rare alchemic object to Alphonse. As he turned back towards his older brother, Al could hear Barry choking out such frightening laughs he ever heard.

"Oh, I forgot. There is something we should do before we begin the transmutation," He said, turning towards Leon. Swiftly and smartly as if rehearsed, he snatched the gun from the cop and aimed it directly at Ed.

"I think he must die before we could ever revive him." Pulling the trigger several times, Barry laughed as he saw the blood pour out of Ed. The once infected boy dropped hesitantly to the ground, flat on his stomach.

"DAMN! I wanted to do this for SOOOO LOOOONNNGG!!" Barley roared. His insane laughter made Leon jump a little. He stared at him in disbelief, not exactly sure how to react. The explosions from the gun penetrating Ed's body still buzzed through his head, making his surroundings fuzzy and almost soundless.

"What the hell do you think you're doing?!" Leon screamed, his face going pale. Sweat poured frantically down his face as he forced his eyes upon the corpse of a dead teen. Blood gushed out of the open wounds, forming multiple puddles to stain anything within reach. Leon noticed his regular skin color gather back to Ed's face for a short moment, but then turned back to pale as death drove deeper through his soul.

"Don't get me wrong, fellas," Barry said, waving a hand. "I did this for a great cause. One; it just made my day. Two; this is what has to happen in order to bring him back. See? There is no reason to be mad at me. Just-". A sudden crash echoed in the distance of the room. All attention was turned to the direction of the nuisance. Although he couldn't see or had no proof at the time what made the destruction, Leon had a good guess of what it could have been.
Barry began to panic about the noise, ignoring the pride he felt from half-murdering the alchemist. Turning towards the door, he bolted out of the room without a word of departure. Leon, about to follow after the psycho, stopped and realized how much he actually didn't care about what happened to Barry, for the only way to destroy him was the same way to destroy Alphonse.

"Leon sir, we have to commence," Al ordered, Dropping the red stone on Ed's body. "I just have a feeling it might be too late if we wait too long." Leon swallowed hard and nodded. He wiped sweat of his face and turned back to face the two brothers.

"Yeah," he managed to choke. "We probably should... Ah, shit! The bastard still has my gun." Al glanced back at Leon, feeling angry at what he said.

"You're more concerned about a gun than a wounded boy?!" Al angrily asked, slightly raising his voice.

"Al, what if a whole group of zombies just waltzed in here? How would I protect us? Your brother would become re-infected and, if i were to die, you wouldn't know what the hell to do. Start thinking, kid." Shaking his head, Leon sank down onto the bench rubbing his forehead. Everything seemed to be falling about in one day. Failure shortly overcame the officer as he thought about Ed being immune to the reviving powers of the stone. Of course, he knew it wouldn't be true.

"Leon, lift his body as I draw the circle around his blood," Al said emotionless. He didn't bother looking up at Leon.

"Fine," he replied back, standing back up from a very short rest. He walked to the dead corpse and peered down at it in disgust, his face contorting at the wounds. He took a quick breath and lifted him up, his clothing immediately becoming soaked in blood. He tried to ignore the warm liquid as he watched Al sketch an alchemic circle around the deformed puddle of blood.
Another loud crash suddenly echoed through the area, this time closer to the room. Both the males become temporarily distracted from tasks, Leon almost dropping Ed and Al messing up a triangular shape.

"Hurry, Al. Whatever is out there is getting closer, and I really don't want it to find us without any weapons and a defenseless corpse." Al nodded, trying to smudge away the skrew up of the circle. As he fixed his mistake, he rushed through the circle, making more and more mistakes as he panicked.

"Oh! This better do the trick," Al groaned. "You can set him down now." As gently as possible, Leon placed Ed in the center of the circle; directly in the blood puddle. He took one more long look before turning away, drawing in another deep breath.

"Just do it," he said, facing the entrance of the room. Al bent down and placed his hands on the edged of the transmutation circle. Expecting a long-lasting blue glow, Al gasped has the color changed to deathly-red, almost like what happened when they tried to bring their mother back to life.
Leon couldn't help but spin around to face the unusually color that began to fill the entire room. His eyes widened as Edward disappeared into the light of the event.
The blinding alchemy eventually faded, leaving dots in Leon's vision for a few seconds. He stared at Al, who was still bent over the alchemy circle. Everything became still and silent, except for the sound of Leon's racing heartbeat. His breathing shortened as he waited for a response.

"He's... Not moving, Leon," Al whimpered. "It didn't work. The circle or stone couldn't do it. I just don't get it. What did we leave out? What?"

"Al, wait! Look," Leon pointed out, pacing next to the suit of armor. He kneeled down equally to his height as he peered into Ed's face. They waited short and patiently until his eyes slowly opened.

"Nn... Nnn..." He moaned as he sat up. "Al, where did you put my coat?" Al gasped happily and hugged his brother, not so tightly so that he wouldn't hurt him.

"Oh, brother! It worked! It worked!" He cheered, brushing his face against his.

"Hey... Hey yeah! I'm not infected or wounded!"

"Wait a minute," Leon interrupted. "If you revived, then why is your arm and leg still like that?" As he pointed this out, Ed pulled up his sleeve and felt his cold auto-mail.

"I guess it could only do this much," he guessed. "I'm alive, you're alive, and Al's alive and that's all the matters... Speaking of us, what happened to Barry?"

"Honestly, I have no idea," Leon replied. "He ran out of the room afte-". His sentence was cut off but another loud noise. A sudden explosion of glass and wood shattered through the room. Al leaped in front of the two males to protect them from any dangerous objects. Dust swirled around the room, making anything distant too blurry to see. Squinting his eyes for better vision, Ed located what made the destruction in the room. A large man stood at what once was a door way, stiff and soundless.

"Leon, do we know this guy?" Ed asked, bringing an arm up to shield his face.

"Not at all," he replied. "But I don't think he's one of us, if you know what I'm saying." Grabbing a piece of metal, Leon turned to Ed as the dust cleared. He extended an arm out to him, waiting for an acception. Ed did, staring down at it blankly.

"Do you think you can transmute this piece of metal into a gun or weapon of some sort?" Leon asked. " The bastard took my gun when he chickened out from the explosion."

"I guess I can, but you have to supply the bullets. There's not enough metal and elements to transmute any ammunition." Setting the metal on the ground, Ed clapped his hands to together and placed them on the object. A small glow occurred from the alchemy, changing the metal into a hand gun like Leon once had.
He bent down to pick it up, but a sudden stomping caught his attention. Fixing his gaze on the noise, Ed looked up to see the large man (about 8 feet tall) made his way to the group. His steps were short and slow, but very heavy to shake the ground.
Leon shook Ed's shoulder, managing to get his attention.

"I'm gonna need the gun," he declared. Ed nodded and picked the newly transmuted weapon. He stood back up and handed the gun to Leon.

"Brother, there's something not right with this guy," Al said, standing in front of them again. Leon just gently armed him to the side.

"Don't forget, I'm the one with the gun," he said, loading two final bullets. Aiming the gun, he waited until the stranger took a few more steps before pulling the trigger twice. The bullets just landed on him like flies on trash. A couple more steps and the man was in arm length of Leon.
Swiftly, he grabbed as his throat before he had a chance to back up. His grip was extremely tight so he couldn't struggle free. Ed and Al just stared in horror as Leon was lifted several feet off the ground.


I wish I had a better concluding sentence. Also, I have no idea how this alchemy stuff works, so don't sue me.
Enjoy this chapter. I will make more hopefully soon!