I don't really like this one…it seems a little too basic. But I really wanted to write it. I got the idea from a book called Repossessed by A.M. Jenkins (That's also where I got the title.) I just finished it five minutes ago. It's about a devil that gets sick of torturing the damned (apparently, that's a pretty boring job.) so he comes to Earth and steals the body of this guy named Shaun. There are some random things he wants to do, like blowing his nose, eating cookies, sinning and something that I probably shouldn't mention in a T rated fic. It's a really good book. :D

Nightmare Number Nine

Repossessed

Edward was walking down the street to the library. It was a nice day; average temperature with only a few clouds blocking the light blue sky. He was surprised that the sun leaking through the window hadn't woken him up earlier. It wasn't until noon that he saw the note that his brother had left for him, telling him that he was at the library.

He was nearly at his destination when he stopped walking. Someone had caught his eye.

He looks like me... He thought, looking at the boy. But his hair is a little darker...Weird. He had almost dismissed the boy as a random coincidence, but that was before he was noticed.

"Ah!" Said the boy, walking over to him. "You're Edward Elric!"

"Huh? Oh, yeah. I am." Said Ed, feeling awkward. "So, what's your name?" He asked, trying to be polite.

The boy laughed. It was a cheerful laugh that Ed was sure he had heard before. "What a silly question! I'm Alphonse Elric." The boy grinned.

Ed stared at him for a full minute, taking in the words that had just escaped his mouth. "...You aren't my brother." He said decidedly. The boy's smile faltered.

"What makes you say that?" He asked. His voice sounded the same, but his eyes changed. They were angrier

Ed shook his head. "I don't know how. I just know. You aren't Al."

The boy stared at him, then grinned again. "Ha! You're a smart kid! You're right; I'm not your brother. He's over there." The boy pointed at a suit of armor that lay, crumpled limply, in a corner. A feeling of horror spread through Ed's body.

"...What did you do to him?!" He whispered. There was a lump in his throat.

"I killed him." Said the boy simply.

"Who are you?" Ed asked, his voice emotionless.

"I am Truth." The boy grinned, using Al's mouth. "I've been waiting to use this body that I stole from him. I was planning on slipping into his life, becoming him. There's so much I want to do, after all. Simple things that people take for granted; Wash my hands. Sneeze. But mostly, I want to SIN." His smile grew bigger, as did Ed's feeling of horror. "I was hoping that you wouldn't realize who I am. Or who I'm not, I should say. You've ruined everything. Oh well. One more death won't really matter in the grand scheme of things."

Ed felt a stabbing pain in his chest as Truth, in his brother's body, shot him in the heart.