Last time on Dragon Ball Z, I mean my adventure into my own death.
"That's as far as you go." A man spoke.
I almost sighed in relief, as I looked over to see a black haired male with blonde haired female and male behind him holding their guns.
"That was a close call, Fullmetal." The man said.
"Colonel, this guy's…" The pipsqueak started.
"That man is a suspect for the serial murders of national alchemist…" The man said, "But there's no doubt about it after taking a look at the present situation. So, you're also behind the murders at the Tucker residence?"
"Alchemists are those that twist the natural state of creation to a degenerate form… That is, in short, sacrilege to our creator, god." The scarred man said. "As the messengers of god, we are those that carry out god's judgment."
"That's something I don't understand," The man said. "There are many alchemists, but why are you targeting only those that have national licenses?"
"No matter what, if you intend to interfere, I will eliminate you too." The scarred man said.
Now I'm just going to call this man, Scar. I feel that his name needs to be connected; wait why am I talking about this now?
"Interesting," The man said, tossing his gun towards the female behind him.
"Colonel Mustang!" The female said.
"Don't lay a finger on him." Mustang said.
Hurrah we have learned this man's name!
"Mustang…" Scar said. "As in the national alchemist,"
"Indeed!" Mustang said. "Roy Mustang, the Flame alchemist."
"For one that turns against god to come in person to receive judgment…" Scar said. "Today is a good day!"
"You know that I the Flame alchemist and yet you dare fight me!" Mustang said. "You fool!"
Mustang pulled a pair of gloves and put them on his hand. Scar started running towards Mustang, and the moment before Scar came over the women behind him and kicked his feet underneath him. Aiming the guns in her hand towards Scar she shot at him a couple times as he dodged them to get away.
"Hey, what do you think you're doing?" Mustang asked.
"You're worthless when it's raining please stay back colonel!" The woman said.
"Oh yeah, when it's as wet as this, you can't make a spark." The man said, holding out his hand in the rain.
"And in addition to you coming here, it's nice how you can't use your flame. National Alchemists! And those who are obstacles to my mission! I will annihilate everyone here!" Scar said.
"Then try too," Another voice said.
Holy shit, where the hell did that guy from? You know what I don't even want to know, just go ahead and kick Scars ass for me.
"Reinforcements," Scar mumbled.
"Hmm… To be able to dodge my attack means that you are… Quite good, quite good." The man started.
Oh lord here it comes.
"Oh, you fiend who commits wrong against the nation; you said that you would annihilate everyone here? How absurd! Then first, best me in combat! I, the strong-arm alchemist… Alex Louis Armstrong." The man said.
Oh hey look he has a name now, hurrah.
"They keep coming one after another today… This way I can save time. Is this divine protection?" Scar asked.
"Haha… So I see you will not withdraw. Very well, then I will respect your courage! By showing you the alchemy passed down to generation after generation of the Armstrong's!" Alex yelled, lifting up a piece of rock throwing it into the air and then hitting it as it came back down with his fist that had knuckle casings over them.
The rock sparked blue for a second before going straight towards Scar as it transformed into an arrow-head shape. Scar moved his head just to the left as it missed by a couple inches.
"One more shot!" Alex yelled, punching his fish into the ground causing sparks and some of the ground to crack towards Scar.
The ground turned into spikes going at Scar, almost hitting him.
"Why you…" Scar said, breaking one of the spikes with his own alchemist to his right.
"Major! Please don't destroy too much of the city!" The blond said.
"What did you say?! Behind destruction, there lies creation! Behind creation there lies deconstruction! Destruction and creation are two sides of the same coin!" Alex said.
Alex lifts his left arm into the air, somehow taking his shirt off? What the hell?
"Destroy and create! For this is the law of the universe!" Alex said.
"Did he have to strip?" The blond woman asked.
I want to know the answer too, also why is he sparkling?
"Are you surprised he's clearly insane," The blond said.
"What…? As an alchemist, you wouldn't think it was that powerful. Isn't that right scar?" Alex asked.
"An alchemist… You mean he's also an alchemist?" Mustang asked.
"Yeah, I thought so." The pip-squeak said.
"If you break them up, the three major parts of transmutation are knowledge, deconstruction, and recreation." Alex said.
Transmuting some things towards Scar, making him use his alchemy to destroy them.
"Ah ha, so that guy is stopping transmutation by using the second part, deconstruction." The pip-squeak said.
"He's also an alchemist… So isn't he the one that's defying god just like he said before?" The blond asked.
"Yes… and the ones he's targeting are always those who have nation licenses. Just what is he…?" Mustang said.
I'm so lost, what the hell is going on. I've seen alchemy before, that this isn't new but what the hell are they talking about?
Alex and Scar kept fighting until Scar's back hit a wall.
"You're covered!" Alex yelled.
Scar went to hit Alex in his side but missed due to Alex jumping back, he was then hit by a rifle.
What the hell, where did she get that?
The blonde woman had a rifle in her hands pointed towards Scar. She shot a couple more times finally able to get his sun-glasses off his face.
"Did you get him?" Mustang asked.
"He's fast. That one only grazed him." The woman said.
"Red eyes and brown skin, that means he's a." Alex started.
"Of course, he's an Ishvalin." Mustang said.
"Just as I thought; I'm at a disadvantage, against this many opponents." Scar said.
"Hold it! You don't actually believe you can get away when you're surrounded, do you?" Mustang asked.
Okay now I just noticed all the people with their guns pointed towards Scar, oh my Jesus.
Scar lifted his hand hit the ground with it using his alchemy to crack the ground falling into the sewers below.
"That bastard went into the sewers, stay put." Mustang said.
"No way I'd follow a guy that dangerous." The blond said.
"Sorry, you gave us enough time to surround him. But…" Mustang said.
"No, no. Rather than buying time, I was trying my best to not get killed." Alex explained.
Can I relax now?
"Oh? Is it all over?" A new voice asked.
I turned to look over my shoulder to see a new man, who had black hair.
"Lieutenant Colonel Hughes, where have you been up until now?" Alex asked.
"I was in hiding!" The man explained.
"You're supposed to provide backup!" Mustang said.
"A normal guy like me isn't going to be part of some, 'believe it or not' episode with nutcases like you guys!" Hughes said.
"Nut…" Roy murmured.
"Hey! There's other stuff to do, if you're finished fighting! I want a rapid deployment of sketches within the city!" Hughes said.
"Alphonse!" I heard the pip-squeak say.
I looked back over to where the pip-squeak should have been standing to see him running over towards the suit of armor.
"Al! Are you okay? Hey!" Pip-squeak said.
"You… Stupid brother! Why didn't you run away when I told you to run away!?" The armor asked, punching the pip-squeak on the cheek.
"Because I can't just leave you behind and run away…" Pip-squeak said.
"That's why I called you stupid!" The armor said, punching the pip-squeak again.
"What's up with you!? If I was the only one who got away, you might have been killed!"
"I might not have been killed! How could you do something stupid like choosing to die when you could keeping living!?"
"Don't go up to your big brother and say he's stupid!"
"I'll say it again and again!" The armor said, grabbing a hold of the pip-squeaks collar.
"You might find a way to restore our bodies if you survive and learn more about alchemy! And you might even find a way to save a poor girl like Nina! But how could you toss away that possibility and pick death? I absolutely won't forgive you, if you do that!" The armor said.
His right arm then popped off, oh god.
"Aw, my right arm came off! Brother, you retard!" The armor yelled.
I think I should get over there, and try to stop that fighting. I started moving towards the two with my crappy-uncomfortable walking due to my back hurting. But once I got over to them I curled up into between the pip-squeak and the armor, closing my eyes. Oh how lovely it was to be laying down now.
"Ah… We're all beat up. There's no way we can suck this much." Pip-squeak said.
"But we're alive." The armor said.
"Yeah, we're alive." The pip-squeak added.
"Ah kitty!" The armor said, finally taking a notice to me I guess.
I heard walking causing me to open and eye and spot the blond woman from before put her coat over the pip-squeak's shoulders.
"Are you two alright?" She asked.
"Fine and dandy lady," I said, yay meows.
"A cat," the blond man said, who was behind her.
"She's helped a lot too," the armor said.
The pip-squeak sighed before he placed his flesh hand onto my head and petted it.
"Well thank you," Pip-squeak said.
I started purring at the pets, I could get used to this.
I'd love to get used to this.
Holy crap, 5 million years later and I get this out. I'm so sorry. Oh my, I just. Can't believe it took me so long to write this. My bad, Oh god. I just can't believe it. I promise the next chapter won't take me 5 years like this one, should be here within the month or so; have to get my own original ideas so I'm not coping too much of the story-line. Love you guys!
I don't own Fullmetal Alchemist Brotherhood, I don't own Edward Elric or Alphonse Elric; nor Armstrong's sparkles or shirts. But I do own my little kitty cat chimera Leah, SHE'S MINE. SHE HAS TO BE! I have to own something. :c