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Glossary:

"Blah blah." Spoken words.

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*Blah blah.* Spoken words in other language.

CHAPTER XXVII – FullMetal?

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"YOU FILTHY MUGGLE! HOW DARE YOU BRING YOUR FILTH PRESENCE ONTO OUR LANDS!"

"That shriek triggered a flurry of actions. It was anyone's guess of what actually happened."

"It was Bellatrix Lestrange and some Death Eaters."

"Governor Malfoy tried to talk reason, but –"

"The golden blond boy the friend of The-Boy-Who-Lived 'Harry Potter' clapped his hands together and a spear thrust out of the ground. I think that kid is a Veela … Come to think about it, he must be with his golden hair and all. I heard that if you can get a feather the Veela will be bound to you for life."

Nicolas mentally counted to ten. "Mademoiselle, what 'appen next?" Flammel demanded in a firm voice; all ready to strangle the over excited witch.

"Never mind that! Goblin, open the doors, let us through!" Snape demanded as he tries to get out of Gringotts.

The goblins guards shut the doors when spells were being cast, that meant nobody was allowing in or out until the goblins decide otherwise.

Helplessly, the potion master and master alchemist could only watch from one of Gringotts' many windows.

Outside, on the far end of the street, Lord Malfoy moved with fluid grace of an experienced and skilful duellist drawing his wand out of his cane. He took a gliding step putting himself in front of his little healer. Alphonse dropped, hands clapping and reaching for the ground just like Edward on the other end of the street.

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Edward Elric-Stark, the boy his little Dragon said was the son of a very wealthy muggle, a muggle who managed to breach Hogwarts formidable wards. Someone Lucius was sure his lord will want as an ally in spite of being a muggle.

Roy Mustang simply took one long step to the side, in that single move he had shifted his body sideways making himself a small target, one arm half raised with thumb and finger pinched as if to snap. Little Alphonse dropped, hands clapping and reaching for the ground just like the boy wearing dark eye shades and cap on the other end of the street.

The howler standing somewhere between the two groups happened to be a woman with wild black hair and equally wild dark eyes. She stood scowling at Lucius Malfoy's guests. And he glared back, lowing his wand both ignoring the panicking bystanders and shoppers.

"Bellatrix Lestrange? What in Merlin's name made you screech like a banshee?" Malfoy huffed, lowering his wand.

Bellatrix flicked her wand spitting out a sickly and deadly looking yellow glob of energy at Malfoy's guests, only to hit the stone hand that sprang up to grab it.

"How?" She stopped and stared at the little blond boy kneeing behind.

"Let's everybody just… calm down, shall we?" Malfoy tried to get a handle of the situation.

"Indeed, do calm down or my Chūi will give you a third eye. She holds the title 'Deadeye Elite' for very good reasons." Mustang drawled, shifted slightly to show his Chūi standing beyond; legs astride, sighting along her arm and the barrel of her handgun.

The warnings went unheard.

"No muggle can command the earth, only Veela – Then it's true, Veela have return to Great Britain. I shall take him to the Dark Lord, he shall reward me." Bellatrix cackled madly. "My brethren, attack!"

"Chūi; warning shot." Mustang sighed.

Bang!

All action stopped at that sharp sound.

"Let me make this very clear. Deadeye is someone skilled in shooting; a marksman, sharpshooter. At m order, my Chūi will shoot to kill and she will not miss wakarimasu ka?" Mustang said absently, almost lovingly rubbed his gloved thumb and finger together. "You will have no other warning."

It was a lost cause, after a few exchange, the woman screeched.

"My brethren, attack! Crucio! Diffindo!"

Spells of sickly colour flew.

Mustang flickered out his hand and Snap!

Bellatrix gapped stupidly as her spells was swallowed by a thin dragon of fire exploded from Mustang's glove hand.

"Cease this madness at once!" Bellatrix only sneered at Lucius's order and starts to throw more spells and hexes. Once she could be considered a beauty but now her wild hair and insane eyes only mark her as someone to avoid at all cost.

"Bellatrix! That's Harry Potter!" One of the masked Death Eater pointed.

"Ha! Hahahah! It really is Itty Bitty Potter; my master wants you."

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On the other end of the street, closer to Grinotts.

Edward was already moving. Turning sharply to face that insane screamer, Ed dropped instinctively with his hands reaching for the ground. Beside him; Harry responded just as instinctively, ducking down as he threw his hand out summoning his sceptre to his hand. Harry slammed the butt of his sceptre onto the ground sending out a ripple of investigating energy, ice coating the ground and every surface marked the energy's presence.

Just ahead and off to the right was Tony, who grabbed at his wrist activating his Iron Man sphere. Iron Man sphere yawned open even as Loki throw out his hand calling up a wall of ice just in time to cut off an incoming spell of sickly yellow colour.

"Don't attack my dad!" Edward snarled slapping his hands together and then the ground.

The ground buckled and the Death Eaters were thrown off their feet.

Bellatrix screamed. "Get up, you idiots! Nobody makes fools of us! Kill! Kill them all!"

Mustang gasped. "Matte! That child just done alchemy!"

Edward lift hands summoning two Kriss of stone and steel from the ground when a fist of red and gold steel flew pass his ear.

Ironman's fist snapped opened sending a blast of repulsor ray into the oncoming Death Eaters stopping them in their tracks.

"Edo, why do the badies have such strange groupie names? Why not cool names like –oh –The Avengers?" Tony totally cladded in steel asked innocently.

"Opps, they can't have it, The Avengers is for my friends and I. And you don't want to cross us, especially me."

Bellatrix sneered and shot off more spells at Tony.

Tony quickly grabbed Edward by the shoulder and pull.

Edward move in concert, spinning on his back heel putting him behind Tony who shot a uni-beam from projection gun in the chest plate, a beam of destructive force.

Uni-beam met spell. Ka-Boom!

Tony knelt down to shelter Edward as everything shook with the shockwave.

"Accio Harry Potter!"

"I don't think so, harridan." Loki snarled.

He flicker opened his hands and Casket of Ancient Winters flash into existence. Loki watched his hands turned blue and knew that his eyes had turned red.

"My lord Voldemort?" Bellatrix gasped at the sight of those red eyes.

"Be gone!" Loki clasped the Casket and bellowed the order.

The Casket snapped open and a blast of blizzard wind and ice surged at Bellatrix and the Death Eaters.

Before the blizzard could hit, Bellatrix and the Death Eaters Apparated away.

As snow cast by the Casket gently fell, Tony eyed the approaching man in blue uniform. He had the feel of military so he marched up to the genius inventor, and once-upon-a-time playboy.

"Matte! I saw that child done alchemy. Tell me what his name is?"

"Only you tell me who you are?" Tony tapped at his wrist and the Ironman suit unfolds from his body to collapse back into its ball form.

"State Alchemist Roy Mustang also known as the "Flame Alchemist." Mustang straightened to a semi-formal attention.

"Anthony "Tony" Stark aka Iron Man also known to be an industrialist, genius inventor, and billionaire. And this is my pride and joy –my son Edward Elric-Stark." Tony reached to ruffle up Edward's hair.

"Dad! " Edward wailed in mock annoyance.

"Edward Elric, the Fullmetal Alchemist? The hero of the people?!"

Reference & Foot Notes:

Here are the translations for French words that Nicolas Flammel will say:

(1) Mademoiselle – Miss.

Here are the translations for Japanese words that the people from Amestris will say:

First Lieutenant – Chūi

wakarimasu ka? - Do you understand?

Matte - Wait

So, ladies and gents:

How will Edward react to Mustang? Will he remember Alphonse? Will he return to Amestris? Can he even return?

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