Characters of Full Metal Alchemist: Future

Envy Evans

Edward Elric

Ling Yao

Greed

Alfonse Heiderich

Winry Smithers

Martha Miller

Scieszka

Russell Baxton

Elizabeth Harper

Roy Mustang

Just recapping the characters. Been forever since I updated this again...sorry for the wait.

"Hey, where are we going?" Russell asked as they walked on the soft grass.

"Somewhere isolated where Ling can heal her wounds," Edward replied, panting slightly. He had just caught up to them. "Without anyone seeing."

"Why?" Alfonse questioned curiously. "Shouldn't we bring her to a hospital?"

"No…" It was Winry who spoke next. She had a hand clutched to her shoulder, grimacing. "If we do that my parents will know. They'll complain to the school. We'll be in trouble."

"But it wasn't our fault we were attacked!" Russell protested, blue eyes disbelieving.

"That may be true, but then Miss Harper would discover we lied to her, and she seems to be an ex police officer," Winry smiled painfully, "And if that happens, we'll- no, Edward, Envy and Ling will be called in for questioning…" she bit her lip. "We can't allow that to happen."

"They'll want to know why we didn't take her to the hospital," Ling elaborated, frowning, "And then they'll discover my ability. That we're not just normal students."

"Which will result in trouble," Edward said grimly, "We'll eventually have to confess everything, that we were the ones who took down the man, that it was Ling and not strangers in hooded masks who tied him up," he gave the prince a dry glance, who returned him a wry smile, "They'll ask about the unnatural marks on the guy's neck."

"They're right," Alfonse said to Russell. His voice was contemplative. "Anyway, the nearest hospital is miles away. If Ling can heal Winry with his ability, we might as well rely on him."

"Alright. But what the hell was that?" Russell demanded, his slate blue eyes curious, "Envy I can understand, but Ling? You almost killed the guy!"

"It wasn't me." Ling confessed shortly. He paused. "Well, not entirely."

"What?"

"Save it, Russell," Envy said without looking at him. His voice dropped, "We'll tell you guys what you want to know later. It's time you knew."

"So for now, let's focus on healing Winry."

"I'm fine, En. I applied pressure on the wound to stop the bleeding," Winry reassured him, smiling. "See? My parents are doctors, remember?"

Ed started at that as Envy said, "Yeah but the bullet's still in your shoulder," he wasn't smiling. "I know for a fact that it not only hurts like hell, but it may cause even more damage if it's not removed as soon as possible."

Winry blinked, then smiled as Envy was about to continue, "Are you going to tell me not to talk if it hurts so much?"

Envy blinked at her, then smirked, "Yeah," he admitted wryly, "Are you a mind reader, Win? You never told me."

"Nah, I just know you well." Winry grinned at him.

Envy blinked, then smiled. "I know." He said.

As Ed looked at the scene, he couldn't help smiling, feeling a touch of admiration for Winry. She was brave – keeping calm and composed despite the excruciating pain, even remembering to apply pressure on the wound. His smile widened as he thought of the Winry he knew, knowing somehow she would probably throw a wrench at whoever shot her.

He shifted his gaze, pointing, "There's a suitable spot under that tree, we could take her there."

Envy nodded, and walked carefully as he helped Winry along. Reaching the tree, he slowly unhooked Winry's arm from his shoulder, and she moved to sit down, leaning her back against the tree.

"So, what are you going to do?" Russell asked once they were all gathered at the tree.

Ling crouched down. "I have to remove the bullet first." He said. "Winry, could you remove your hand from your shoulder?"

She did so, and everyone watched as Ling frowned, "She did manage to stop the bleeding, but I'm afraid the wound's rather deep." He spoke seriously.

Winry nodded to Ling. She then turned to Envy, who was next to Ling. "Idiot, don't cry," She said with a pained smile, raising a hand and gently touching Envy's cheek. "I'm fine."

"I'm not crying."

"Not yet," Winry agreed. She gave him a reassuring grin. "Hey, remember when I said I would make whoever made you cry, pay? I'm not too inclined towards punching myself, you know."

"That's better." The blonde said as Envy cracked a weak smile at the amusing image.

"Or hitting yourself with your wrench."

"Oh shut up." Winry brushed off and Envy's smile widened.

"Sometimes I wonder who's the idiot." He said softly, leaning down and brushing his lips across Winry's forehead.

"Well, you're a cheesy idiot," Winry teased, grinning with cheeks slightly flushed. "Aren't you, En?"

"Only to you, Win."

"Should I feel honored?"

"Envy," Ling said. Envy turned to him and he smiled. "Sorry but could you move aside? I have to remove the bullet."

Envy nodded and shifted. Ling took his place, looking down at Winry with a genial smile. "I'm afraid this is going to hurt."

"I can take pain." Winry said.

"Wait," Alfonse said suddenly. Everyone turned to him and he gave them a smile, though it was a little strained. "I mean no offence Ling. But before your remove the bullet, may I know what gives you the credentials to perform such a dangerous task smoothly?"

"He removed bullets from Martha and me before-" Envy began, but Ling held a hand up, shaking his head.

"Credentials, huh? Well, people have attempted to…kill me numerous times. Quite a number of them used guns, and I took some time learning how to dodge the bullets," Ling cracked a wry smile, "At first I went to my doctor of course. But overtime I decided I wanted to try removing a bullet myself, and he showed me how." Ling shrugged. "It's a useful skill."

"I see." Alfonse said thoughtfully. He seemed to be thinking for a moment, before nodding and smiling at Ling. "Fine then. I'll trust you."

Ling smiled back at him. "Thanks."

"Oi."

A new voice came into the scene, and the students turned to look at their Physics teacher striding up to them. "So this is where you students went to."

"Mr Mustang," Russell said in surprise. He tried a sheepish grin, waving his hands, "Well, you see…"

"Don't worry, Russell," Edward said, smirking wryly. "He's on our side."

Russell blinked, "Eh?"

"The bullet's in her shoulder?" Roy asked. Ling blinked but nodded. He smirked. "Good, seems I reacted in time after all."

"What do you mean?" Envy asked defensively.

"He shifted the air currents and moved the bullet while it was in the air," Ed said suddenly and everyone looked at him. He turned to Roy. "Didn't you?"

"Very good, Fullmetal." Roy smirked.

Ed scoffed. "It's obvious. Your alchemy only works in a certain way." He looked up. "Though, how the hell did you manage to perform the transmutation?"

Roy seemed to ignore him. "The man was aiming for her heart. Even though his aim was off, it would have punctured somewhere here," he moved his hand to gesture. "Had I not intervened."

"That's where her lungs would be." Alfonse said quietly.

Envy clenched his teeth as he felt Winry tense. "Bastard. I should have just killed him."

"Anyway, the wound doesn't look fatal," Roy said as he examined Winry's bullet wound, "How deep is it?"

"Not deep enough to be fatal but serious enough to have to be removed." Ling replied.

"If it's too deep you should leave it in. It could be stopping the bleeding."

"I've already stopped the bleeding." Winry pointed out. Roy looked at her. "My parents are doctors. I've seen how they do it."

"True. But in order to heal her wound I have to remove it," Ling said logically. He lifted a hand to his chin, "Since we can't go to a hospital…"

But Roy was still looking at Winry. "Your parents are alive and well?"

She nodded, looking surprised and he seemed to smile. "That's good."

Winry blinked at him, but he was already turning his attention back to Ling. "If you want to remove a bullet without professional help you'll have to have a knife, alcohol and heat." Roy said matter of factly. "Do you have all that?"

Ling nodded at him, taking out a knife. "I don't have alcohol, but that's just to lessen the pain. As for heat, I'm not sure if Alkahestry…" he trailed off.

But Roy was already looking away, and Ed blinked as the black haired man tossed something to him. He caught it, looking curiously at his former superior, who ordered, "Fullmetal, make yourself useful and create a suitable source of wood."

"What? How?"

"Using alchemy, of course," Roy said, and Ed's eyes widened. "That stone in your hand will help you."

The blond looked down, surprised, "This…"

"Hurry up," Roy said impatiently. "Don't waste time."

Ed nodded, walking to the tree. He let the pendant hang from his wrist. Taking a deep breath, he clapped his hands and placed them on the tree, causing a blue light to blaze, and the tree to shrink in size as everyone else except the other alchemist present watched in surprise and amazement.

"So that's alchemy…" Ling said, smiling as he looked at the much smaller tree. "Interesting."

"I don't have my automail so I can't cut it down," Ed told the Fuhrer, raising an eyebrow. He looked around at the grass and trees. "And there isn't anything here that I can make a weapon out of."

Roy just looked at him. "Pass me the stone, Edward."

Ed took the pendant off his wrist, throwing it to him. Roy swiped it from the air with his hand, and used the other hand to snap his fingers, setting the leaves on the tree aflame and burning them to ashes.

"What the fuck?" Russell gasped, staggering back, "How did you – the friction produced shouldn't be-"

"That was what I said when I first saw it too." Envy said dryly, but he still looked surprised.

"I can cut it down." Ling said and stood up. Roy looked at him, snapping his fingers to burn the last few leaves off before turning to him.

"I suppose you don't need a medium to help you perform alchemy?"

"No." Ling said. He strode to the small tree, holding out his hand and letting it be covered with carbon. "Unfortunately, I don't have my sword with me. So this will have to do."

"Carbon is hard, not sharp." Roy said, surprised for once.

Ling just smirked at him. He opened his black eyes, stretching out his hand and speaking leisurely. "You'll be surprised."

Ed's eyes widened at the sight of that familiar clawed hand – the same hand Greed had used in his first and final fight with him. Only, it was now Ling who had possession of it.

The students and teacher watched in surprise as Ling narrowed his black eyes and swiped his clawed hand, cutting the tree in half. Turning the flesh on his other hand into carbon, he moved swiftly to cut the falling tree into pieces of wood, leaping back and forth.

"Fullmetal!" Roy commanded, throwing the stone to him.

Quickly catching it in his hand, Ed nodded. He fell to his knees, clapped his hands and placed them on the ground, causing the ground to erupt, as hands made out of soil and earth shot out of the ground, sending grass flying as the wood in the air was grasped by the fingers of soil.

But Edward wasn't done. Grinning slightly, he clapped his hands again, letting them fall to the ground and producing a wall of earth which stood solid, protecting the people who watched in shock and surprise.

"Oi, oi," Russell said dazedly. "Aren't you afraid of people seeing?"

Alfonse looked around. "Well, this is a secluded area. The classrooms are off to the other side."

The hands made out of the earth soon dissolved, falling back as mere soil as the wood fell down, some of them knocking off the wall of earth. Ed stood up as the wall of earth dissolved as well, looking at his handiwork. Well, his and Ling's.

"All done." He grinned proudly.

"Good job Ed," Ling said as he landed on the ground and clapped a clawed hand on the alchemist's shoulder, grinning. "We make a great team, huh?"

"Ow!" Ed hissed. He whipped around glaring at the prince and placing a hand on his hurt shoulder. "Idiot. You forgot to turn your hand back."

Ling blinked. "Oops." The prince gave a sheepish smile.

"Move aside," Roy ordered as he strode forth. "Ed."

Rolling his eyes, Ed threw him the catalyst for his alchemy. He turned, looking at the silent Alfonse and Russell. "Hey Al, Russell, could you help gather the wood?"

"Uh, yeah…sure." Russell said, surprised. He moved and Al nodded, following him.

Once they had gathered the wood from the transmuted tree into a pile, Roy snapped his fingers, producing a flame and setting the wood ablaze in a second.

"Now that we have a fire we have heat. And of course we have a knife." Roy spoke like a commanding officer, nodding at Ling. "I've removed bullets from my body before. Do you still want to do it or?"

"I have as well. I can do it." Ling said confidently.

Roy scrutinized him for a while, before giving a nod. "Fine."

"Was that all really necessary?" Envy asked skeptically as he looked at the fire before him. "Or were you guys just showing off?"

Ling smiled at him. "Heat is essential in removing a bullet, Envy."

"But you healed me without it." Envy pointed out.

Ling shook his head. "I had to remove the bullet first. Also, my healing skills aren't exactly top notch," he smiled, "I borrowed Martha's lighter to seal your wounds with heat after I healed you back at her hideout."

"You didn't heal Martha?" Ed asked curiously.

Ling blinked, then looked at him. "She wanted me to heal Envy first." He said simply. "I healed her afterwards."

"I see." Envy said quietly, clenching his fist.

Roy stepped forward. "Winry, is it?"

Winry nodded.

"Winry, this is going to be excruciatingly painful," Roy spoke, meeting Winry's eyes as Ling held his knife. "I'm a man of the military and I had trouble dealing with the pain. Are you sure you can handle it?"

Envy looked worried at that. "Win, it's not too late to go to the hospital," he said, "They'll put you under anesthesia which will help you deal with the pain."

"Don't worry Envy. You survived it, didn't you?" Winry gave a weak smile.

"I was unconscious, Win."

Winry looked undeterred, but Ed could see apprehension clouding her blue eyes. "It's too late to turn back now." She said, meeting Roy's black eye. Edward watched as she inhaled, and Envy clutched her hand as she turned to Ling.

"I'm ready."

"Alright." Ling nodded and moved the knife close to Winry's wound. Roy looked at the mechanic's resolute cerulean eyes before he looked away, nodding.

"Let's begin then."

After a series of screams and shrieks and yells from Winry who bit her lip until blood dribbled down her chin, words of comfort from Envy, grimaces from Alfonse, Edward and Russell who looked on in sympathy and worry and advice from Roy who was assisting Ling, the bullet in Winry's shoulder was finally removed.

"Are you alright, Winry?" Envy asked anxiously as Ling dropped the bullet onto the grass as his best friend panted, grimacing. Shit, that looked painful…good thing he had been unconscious when it was done to him.

"Fuck, he wasn't joking when he said it would hurt." Winry mumbled, her voice hoarse and low from screaming. "I've never felt anything so painful in my life."

"Well, it's over." Ling said, relief in his voice and Envy nodded.

"You were really brave, Winry…" he smiled at his best friend. "I'm kinda proud of you."

"You should be." Winry smirked weakly.

"She's strong," Roy said in surprise, and Ed blinked as he could hear admiration in the Fuhrer's voice. He smirked, "I've seen soldiers pass out because of the pain in the process. For her to still be conscious and able to speak…" he shrugged. "Quite admirable, I must say."

"Yeah…" Edward agreed, grimacing. He guessed the pain in removing a bullet would be similar to the pain of getting automail. Well, interesting to know that Winry, this Winry at least, could take the type of pain that the alternate version of her enforced on him.

Ling nodded. "I almost passed out the first time." He confessed sheepishly.

Winry grinned up at him. "I told you I could take pain." She croaked smugly as she leaned against the stump of wood.

"Rest your voice, Win." Envy said as Ling leaned over.

"I'm going to heal your wound now." The prince told her, giving her a reassuring smile. "Don't worry, this won't hurt at all."

"Good to know."

Envy couldn't help but smile at his best friend's cynical voice. "You've been hanging out with me too much, Win."

"Oh shut up En. You try having a bullet removed from your shoulder and see if you can afford not being sarcastic." Winry said dryly.

Envy grinned as Ling smiled. He then proceeded to perform Alkahestry on Winry's wound, causing everyone to stare in surprise at the blue sparks which were produced, sealing the wound.

He soon withdrew, gasping a little as sweat slid down his face. "That should do it." He said, moving his gaze to the pile of wood. "The fire's gone."

Roy shook himself out of his surprise and snapped his fingers, quickly producing another blaze. Ling stood up, turning and bending down, letting the blade of his knife rest upon the fire for a while. When he had deemed it was hot enough, he turned back, crouching and carefully holding his blade to Winry's healed wound.

"I'm just sterilizing it and making sure it's completely sealed and won't reopen." Ling told her as she winced. "It may hurt a bit, sorry 'bout that."

"It's fine, this is nothing compared to just now." Winry replied him and Ling smiled.

"I know." He said. "You really have courage, Winry."

"Thanks, Ling." Winry smiled at him as he moved back, smiling in satisfaction.

"It should be completely fine now." The pony-tailed boy said as he placed the knife on the floor. "How do you feel?"

Winry blinked. She moved her previously bullet ridden arm, and grinned, "Better than before, definitely."

"No more pain?" Envy asked as he stood up with her. She shook her head, and he smiled in relief.

Envy turned his gaze to Ling, who stepped forth, smiling. He looked between his healed best friend and his boyfriend. Unable to contain himself, he found himself moving forward, reaching out his arms and wrapping them around Ling as he rested his head on his chest. "Thank you, Ling." He whispered.

Ling blinked in surprise. Before he could move to return the embrace, Envy was already drawing away, flushing, "I mean, thanks for helping my best friend." He averted his gaze. "Sorry. I don't know what got into me."

"I didn't mind that." The Xingese prince murmured. But he smiled at the embarrassed Envy, "You're welcome, Envy."

"Hey Envy," Winry said teasingly. "Don't I get a hug too? I'm your best friend, aren't I?"

Envy looked at her as she pouted. Blushing, he moved to envelop his best friend in his arms, mumbling. "Fine fine. Here's your hug. Happy?"

"Extremely." Winry grinned, amusement in her voice as she hugged the purple haired teen back, cheeks flushed. "I'm so happy I could dance with joy."

Envy looked away. "Was that sarcasm?"

"Nope." Winry said. They parted, and she smiled at him, "After all, it's one of the rare times you've actually hugged me!" She pointed out happily. "Perhaps I should consider getting shot again."

"Don't even think about it!" Envy growled, but there was anxiety in his voice and his face was still flushed.

"I'm joking, En." Winry grinned, poking his cheek. "You're so cute when you're embarrassed." She told him with a wink, echoing Ed's and Ling's thoughts. The alchemist and prince blinked.

"Yeah, yeah, whatever." Envy removed her finger, cheeks red.

"Ling Yao." Roy spoke, interrupting the best friends' moment. "That was Alkahestry, wasn't it?"

Ling nodded, reluctantly looking away from Envy. "That's right." He said. "It makes use of the Earth's flow of energy and the energy in a human body so it can be used here without a medium, unlike alchemy."

"You're from Xing then." Roy said the sentence like a fact.

"Yeah." The prince said. "You're from Amestris like Edward? You're a military man as well."

"Yes. I'm the Fuhrer of Amestris." Roy smirked, pride in his voice.

"Ah, you're the one Ed mentioned," Ling said lightly. He didn't seem surprised. Ed observed in surprise as the black haired boy smirked back at the dark haired man, bowing. "I'm honored to be in the presence of Your Excellency."

"It's my pleasure, Your Highness." Roy spoke wryly, "I suppose you are aware of the situation between our countries?"

"Yes, Edward has already explained to me." Ling said seriously. Everyone watched in surprise as he bowed his head low. "I am truly sorry for my father's actions. I am sorry for my departure which served as the catalyst to the conflict as well."

"We will have to discuss the current situation," Roy said as he stared at the Xingese prince. "Meet me in my office after school, Prince of the Yao Clan."

Ling stood back up, lips quirking. "Yes, Your Excellency."

"Oi," Envy called after Roy, who was walking away. The Fuhrer turned, and he said grudgingly. "Thanks for your assistance. I appreciate it."

"But," the sin continued, narrowing his eyes accusingly. "I believe you have something which belongs to me."

Roy looked at the pendant in his hand, then looked back up at Envy, lips curled mockingly. "If you want it back meet me at my office with His Highness later." He said, shifting his gaze. "And Fullmetal? I expect you to be present as well."

Ed snorted, "Whatever, Fuhrer bastard."

Roy smirked. "Even Ling Yao has more respect for me. Shouldn't you be addressing me in a more respectful manner, Fullmetal?"

"Yeah, like hell I will." Edward smirked back, raising a blond eyebrow. "You'll always be a bastard to me. Be grateful you've been upgraded to Fuhrer bastard."

"Suit yourself." Roy turned and walked away.

"Wow," Winry said to break the silence. She turned to Envy, smiling, "Soooo En, you managed to snag a prince as your boyfriend?" She asked. "How lucky. I'm so…envious."

"Tch." Envy scowled, "I didn't know he was a prince until now." He muttered.

Edward scoffed, "Looks like the cat's out of the bag, huh Ling?"

"W-Wait," Russell stuttered, eyes wide and disbelieving, "Prince? Ling's a Prince?" He demanded incredulously. "How the hell can that be?"

"Hmmm…Ling, you're from Edward's world as well?" Alfonse questioned curiously.

Ling looked surprised, but nodded. "I'm from another country, though."

Russell stared at him. "Edward's world?" He asked, twitching, "Am I the only one who's lost here?"

"Actually, I have no idea what's going on either," Winry said, blinking. She smiled, "It seems exciting though!"

Envy sighed, shaking his head. "Only you would think that, Win…"

"Well, it is exciting, isn't it? It's like science-fiction! Or a manga!" Winry claimed excitedly. "Finding out the people you know in school are actually not from your world! I mean, even your Physics teacher is secretly the ruler of a country! Oh and especially since Ed's like the mysterious transfer student who has special powers and Ling is the quiet class monitor who is actually a prince from another world!" She gushed, blue eyes sparkling. "A prince! It's my first time meeting a real, live prince! And he healed me!"

"Don't worry," she said as Envy gave her an exasperated look. The mechanic gave the sin a sly smile. "I know he's your boyfriend, En. I won't steal him away from you. You're so lucky, you know?"

"H-He's not-"

"Oh how can you say that? Of course he is! He called you his princess after all!" Winry interrupted, crossing her arms, "Why would you reject a prince's love, Envy? How can you reject your Prince Charming? I mean, if it were me who's the princess-"

"For the last time, I'm not a princess!"

"So…" Edward said to Ling who stood beside him, as Winry spoke rapidly as Envy twitched and Russell stared in disbelief while Alfonse just looked bemused. He sighed. "I guess we have to tell them everything?"

Ling nodded, and Ed frowned, noticing he was trying to meet Envy's gaze, who was looking at Winry.

"I suppose so…"

For those who are interested, I should be posting a character profile in my profile soon. It's something I wrote for my friend but I found it again recently and thought I'd post it on my profile just for kicks. It's like a summary of Future and descriptions of all its characters.