Guess what people! I've been winging this story since the first chapter but now I've finally figured out where this story is gonna go! Also hooray for a day early update!
Disclaimer: I'm American...
Eds pov
"Dammit, so many questions!" I shouted in frustration. The more I looked at what I wrote down the more confused I became. I didn't even know if I was right or just being thrown of guard.
"Maybe I should just call the damn military and get Mustangs help. Haha, yeah right. That's the last thing I want to do. I can see it now. 'Ed? Hello? Oh I couldn't hear you through the phone your soundwaves must be short-lived.' To which I'll reply 'I'm not short anymore!' Yeah no I'll think of another option." I grumbled.
Unfortunately for me there was no other option. The military somehow, someway all linked up to this. "Alright, Alright I'll call the damn bastard!" I got up and went into the kitchen. There where the phone was hooked up I remembered the number I had to call so many times before. I turned the dial and waited.
"This is central headquarters how may we help you?" The feminine voice on the other line asked. "I know this is a lot to ask but I need to talk to the Fuhrer." I explained.
"You're calling on an outside line, could you tell me your military code?" She asked. Right, of course. The military code number. I should of thought this through. "There's no time for that! My name is Edward Elric, I used to be the Fullmetal Alchemist." I tried to explain.
"I'm sorry but unless you have proof that you work for the state I cannot patch you through." She said. I was extremely irritated. What more did the lady want? "This is a life and death situation! Just get him on the damn phone so that-" I was cut off by the sound of beeping.
"DID SHE HANG UP ON MEH!?" I asked, throwing the phone on the ground. I turned around to see Al standing there, with the phone cord in his hands. "Hello, brother. Who were you calling?" He asked too innocently to be innocent. I took three steps back.
"Al. What are you doing here?" I asked, looking around for anything I could use as a weapon. "What do you mean? I live here of course! Is there something wrong with me being in my own house?" He asked, stepping close to me. Each step he took closer, I took one back.
"What's wrong brother? You look a little... uneasy." He asked. Well of course I was uneasy! I tied him up and yet there he was. And where was Winry!? "Where's Winry!?" I asked, more demanding than a question. "She's tired. Let her rest for now." He told me. I was filled with anger. What did that mean?
"What did you do to her!? If you hurt her-" He cut me off. "Relax, she's alive. I just knocked her out. It's not in me to kill a lady first. You will have to go down first!" Before I knew it Al was charging at me with all his might, a spear in hand.
Meanwhile at headquarters (nobodys pov)
Fuhrer Mustang walked through the halls in central headquarters.. It was getting late but the leader of the country never had time to sleep. As he was getting close to his office he noticed the secretary on the phone. "Hello? Hello?" She asked. This puzzled Mustang and he decided to see what was wrong.
"Is something the matter?" He asked politely. "Sir!" She sprung up and saluted before continuing. "No, it's nothing. Just someone pretending to be the Fullmetal Alchemist." She explained. Roy sighed.
'Kids these days.' He thought.
Back in Resembool (Eds pov)
Oh hell no! I was not about to loose again! I fought back, landing a few hits and kicks. I ran into the kitchen and grabbed a large knife. "Nice to see you're no longer afraid to kill me!" Al shouted, lunging towards me. I knew if this kept up my wound would reopen and then I wouldn't be able to fight.
"I'm not gonna kill you, but I will stop you!" With that I made a swift move and stabbed Al in the shoulder. "That hurt, you know! Your brothers gonna be so upset when he finds out you stabbed him!" Al said. I laughed.
"No he won't! He'll probably be glad I did and wonder why I didn't kill him altogether! He's too kind, which is why you need to get out of him!" I landed another blow on his opposite shoulder. Al smirked and clapped his hands. He was able to make a cage bypassing the laws of equivalent exchange. As it was about to fall down on me, I rolled out of the way. It came crashing on the floor, causing the entire house to shake.
"Is that the best you can do?" I asked. He looked visibly ticked off. He transmuted a giant hand and tried to crush me. Before it could grab me I slipped out of the way. I didn't want my entire house to be destroyed so I kicked open the front door and ran outside.
"No! Stop! Get back here!" Al shouted. He followed me and chased me down. I ran to the back of the house in an attempt to buy time. "There's plenty of room out here for us to fight! Bring it-" I couldn't finish what I was saying before I bumped into something.
"What the hell?" I asked, tripping. I looked around for the cause. It was a little boy. He had short silver hair and blue eyes. "What are you doing out so late, kid?" I questioned. He looked scared and before I could get an answer he took off running.
'Well that was weird and unexpected.' I mumbled. Realizing the situation, I jumped back to my feet, knife in hand. I looked around but I could see no sign of Al. I looked up expecting a jump attack but there was only a bird.
"Come on out! You can't hide forever!" I shouted as loud as I could. There was no reply. I kept my ears on alert, looking for the slightest noise to tell me of his presence. Hearing nothing I sighed in frustration and began walking to the front of the house.
"Where the hell are you?" I asked. Nearing the front porch I noticed something laying in the grass. It was Al. I walked over cautiously, not knowing if it was a trap or not. I shook his shoulder to try to wake him up. "Hey Al! Al? Al wake up!" I gave him a light kick to the side. His eyes opened and he looked up at me.
"Morning brother." He mumbled sleepy."Al, is it really you? Are you back to normal?" I asked, backing up in caution. He looked confused. "Hmm?" He looked around the area before jumping up. "What happened!? Wasn't I tied up? No, he got control again! Where's Winry, please tell me I didn't kill anyone!" He said all at once in panic.
"Relax Al. I was told Winry was alive and you didn't hurt me." He seemed to relax a bit. "How did you stop me?" He asked. I shrugged."I didn't stop you. You just sort of passed out randomly." I told him. He began getting some pieces of grass out of his hair when we heard Winrys voice.
"Ed? Al? Are you okay!?" She asked, running towards us. Me and Al let out a breath we didn't know we were holding. "Yeah. The only one harmed this time was Al. Don't worry, I made sure not to do any serious damage, but he should still be looked at." I told her. She grabbed her knees and panted. It was clear she ran the entire time searching for us.
"Whew. Well I'm... glad nobody was...killed." She said between her pants. When we walked back inside, Al immediately began fixing up the house. Once he was done we sat down and decided on a plan. "That didn't work well." I sighed. Even tying him up and locking him in the basement wasn't enough.
"It would of if I didn't untie him. I'm sorry." She apologized. I put a hand on her shoulder. "It's okay, you didn't know." I comforted her. I looked over to Al to see his face stained with tears. "I'm so sorry Winry." He sobbed. I walked over to Al and hugged him.
"Don't cry. It's not your fault. It's unfair that after everything you've gone through you have to go through this too. We will get through this, I'll return you to normal once again. I promise Al." I comforted. For some reason it only made him sob harder.
"You've already done so much for me. For you to have to do this too isn't fair! I should just die." He stated. I released the hug and grabbed him hard on the shoulders. He yelped a bit from the pain.
"Don't you EVER say that again! We're family, no matter what happens we stick together. No matter how much more pain we go through, the good and bad times, we stick together! Because that's what a family is!" I shouted. Al stopped crying and nodded.
"Right. We can't give up, we've come too far." He said. I smiled. "That's more like it. Now get ready, we're going to central. Damn military won't answer my calls so I'll have to see the bastard in person." I mumbled. Al and Winry laughed. In under thirty minutes everyone was packed up and ready to go.
On Als request, I tied his hands apart. I still wasn't happy about it, but we didn't want to risk anything. We waited at the station until the train arrived. Only us and one other person were getting on the train that late. We got strange looks from the conductor and that other person since Al was tied up, but we ignored them. When the train started moving I looked out the window and saw the boy from before. He glared at us until he was out of sight. Could he be important?
That night I didn't get much sleep. I was too busy thinking over things. I noticed Al wasn't sleeping much either. We both gave each other a look that read 'we need to talk.' Since after all the years spent together we had a clear understanding of each other. We both got up and moved to another cart. There, since it was empty and nobody would be disturbed, we began talking.
"Brother, right before we left the station, I heard the voice." He told me. I was puzzled. "Voice? What voice?" I asked. "The voice that always talks to me. He told me I couldn't get away." Al shivered.
"It's going to be okay Al. Just trust me. Since we're talking about weird things, when we were fighting I went outside and bumped into a little boy. He didn't answer me when I asked him what he was doing. As the train was leaving I saw him again." I explained. Al sat down and thought about it. "Do you think he could be involved?" Al asked. I shrugged.
"I don't know, maybe. It's not really likely though. Probably just a coincidence." Al nodded. We sat there thinking before I spoke up. "It's late we shouldn't worry too much. Lets go back and try to sleep." I said. He nodded and we went back to where Winry was and slept as much as we could.
When morning came, we were in Central. I of course was the one to carry all the luggage since Al was tied up and Winry was lazy. I would never say that to her though, I'd be hit with a wrench. We checked in at a hotel and settled down. Again on Als request, I tied him to the hotel desk chair. Winry said she'd watch over him and make sure that this time he couldn't transmute. After double checking the knots I ran out of the hotel and up the steps of central headquarters. When I got to the top of the stairs I saw a man in a black coat with brown hair and blue eyes trying to get past an officer.
"Please! This is an emergency! Let me through!" The man shouted, trying to get inside. 'Looks like this isn't gonna be easy either.' I thought. The officer pushed the man down on the steps. "I already told you yesterday you can't come through! Now get lost!" The officer shouted. The man stood up and dusted off his coat.
"This is important! My name is Peter Walter I used to work for the military now let me in!" He shouted. The name caught my attention. Could it be Ellie Walters husband? I walked up to the officer. "It's okay this guy is with me." I said playing it cool. The officer stared at me.
"Well if it isn't the Fullmetal Alchemist! Are you here to rejoin the military?" He asked. "I couldn't even if I wanted to. However I have something really important to do so could me and my partner here come in?" I asked. The officer nodded and opened the door. I didn't expect it to be that easy since it was hell over the phone. Then again they couldn't see what I looked like over the phone.
Once inside I immediately saw a face I remembered. Havoc was in his blue uniform and walking around holding papers. He looked in my direction then did a double take. He ran over to me. "Chief? What are you doing here?" He asked, shocked.
"Me and my pal here have something the military might be interested in. Where's Mustang?" I asked. "He's in a meeting but you can wait for him in his office. I doubt he'll mind." Havoc said, escorting me there. Peter stared in disbelief. As we were walking up the stairs Peter whispered to me.
"Just who are you and why are you helping me?" he asked. "The names Edward Elric. You have a wife named Ellie Walter right?" I asked. He nodded. "I was your repair man. Turns out you and me both want answers from the state on what's going on in that house." I explained.
"You question that place too?" He asked. I nodded."Yep! And I want to get answers from that bastard." I said. Havoc stopped in front of a door. "We're here. I hope this is important for your sake." Havoc teased.
"Trust me this is very important. Hey, where's the meeting being held?" I asked. "Same place it's always held in the meeting room on the second floor." He answered.
"Okay thanks!" I said before running off. I turned around to see Havoc and Peter staring at me. It wasn't long until Peter started chasing me telling me to not bother them. Havoc just laughed and walked away. When I reached the meeting room door I stopped to catch my breath. Peter caught up to me quickly.
"What are you going to do? You can't bother the Fuhrer! He's the Fuhrer!" He stated. I laughed. "He could be God and I still wouldn't care!" With that, I kicked the meeting door down.. There were many men in blue uniforms around a table. They all wore shocked expressions while Hawkeye and Mustang sighed. Peter cowered behind me in disbelief.
"Are you insane!? We're gonna get in jail for this!" He whispered fiercely. I replied with 'meh' and walked inside. "Yo Mustang! We need to talk!" I said casually. Peter backed away and stared at me. He was expecting the worse to happen to me.
"You never change, do you, Fullmetal?" He asked. "Nope! And the names Ed not Fullmetal." I reminded him. Roy did his signature smirk. "There's a sign on the door that says meeting in progress. Or was it too high up for you to read?" I clenched my fist before releasing my anger.
"WHO YOU CALLING SO SHORT HE CAN'T EVEN READ A SIGN THAT'S NOT EVEN HIGH UP!?" I asked angry. Peters eyes kept widening. "That's not what I said and you know it." Mustang smirked. He just loved watching me react didn't he?
"Anyways this is important so lets go!" I gestured for Mustang to follow. "Whatever it is can wait until after my meeting. Feel free to wait in my office until then. Just make sure the furniture doesn't swallow you whole, it's bigger." He said, smirking. I grew even more irritated and before I could walk up and punch him, someone grabbed me and pulled me out of the room.
"Peter what the hell! He had it coming!" I whined as he dragged me away. "We should be grateful we're not dead already! I can't believe the Fuhrer hasn't turned you into charcoal already!" He told me. "Hmph. Believe it or not me and the Bastard go way back. If he hasn't killed me yet than he never will." I told him. When we got back in the office I sat down on a leather couch. Peter sat on the one across from me.
"So, Peter, your wife told me about your friend. I'm sorry to hear that." I apologized. He stared at me curiously."She told you that much? Why?" He asked."Because currently my brother is being controlled by something. It started when we went into that house. I don't know who or what's behind it, but I want answers as badly as you do." I said.
"My friend Nicholas was my best friend. We became soldiers together. When I got married I decided to retire to the countryside. We kept in touch through letters, then when he got sent here on that mission he started changing. He was a skeptic yet he started believing in ghost and it was all because of that house. Next thing I knew he was dead." Peter said sadly.
"Well we won't let his death go to waste. We're gonna figure this out. What do you say? Want to work together?" I asked, extending my hand. He smiled and shook it.
"Gladly."
Sorry to cut it off there but this is 3,000 words! :D Please leave a review or favorite or follow if you enjoyed. I promise next chapter we'll get answers! Cya next time!
