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Blah! There's too much talking. I'm cutting the review reply thing short. I'm getting too lazy…xD

Sorceress-fox – Maybe but oh well.

lost prince – Ok. Thanks. I think he acted more like the manga Roy. Shrugs I don't know. I tried to make him more like the anime one though. I also gave an explanation of why he didn't know about his arm. ;

PhantomAlchemist – I'll say the spoiler at the end in a short summary. D

This chapter isn't as serious as the others though. ; Enjoy! (Or at least I hope…o-o;) And it's the lost chapter so far. Gah.

Chapter Three---Nothing Can Brace You For This

"Sir, maybe we can call Ed's old mechanic…Rockbell was it? And see if the parts of his auto-mail were hers. We have the remains of the arm in a bag in the corner."

"Right. Good idea, Hawkeye. Al, do you still remember the number of the Rockbell girl?"

"Yes Sir."

Why did Al call her just to visit him? It's probably important, it was in his voice…or he could be really lonely…ever since Ed disappeared and announced dead, he'd been really quiet. Winry was also quite sad…her best childhood friend was dead and there was no way he could come back.

She sadly looked out of the window, resting her head in her palm. The almost full moon was still outside, the crisp feeling of morning with the sun. She was on her way to Central, with her box of wrenches, screws, bolts, etc. requested by Al.

For a split second she thought she saw Ed's reflection on the window, but when she turned it was someone else. She sighed…she really missed him.

"Excuse me, could we sit here? The rest of the train is full," the blond-haired blue-eyed boy asked nicely, pointing to the seat opposite of Winry. "Hey…aren't you the Rockbell that used to be Edward Elric's mechanic?"

"Huh? How'd you know?" asked Winry eyeing them suspiciously, as the guy and then a younger boy sat in the seat.

"Nii-san. The suit case is heavy!"

"Give it here Fletcher…"

"Fletcher…? Are you by any chance the imposters Ed used to talk about?" Winry sat up, to get a look at them better. She noticed that Russell was indeed much taller then Ed would've been.

"Heh. We already apologized." Said Russell, while sweat dropping. He then started to flip through a book. "So, how's Al?"

"Yeah how is Al?" said Fletcher, who was eager to meet him, he hadn't seen him in human, and the last he saw of Al was in armor. He wanted to know how he was like back in his original body.

Winry continued to stare out of the window, she didn't how Al really was to say the truth. "I don't know. The only reason why I'm going to Central is because he called me to come over…why are you guys coming to Central?"

"Well, we wanted to see how Al was, and to get some books…and we heard a rumor of an alchemist who used to steal from the market who had blond hair, golden eyes, was pretty short, and had an auto-mail arm. Sounds a bit like Ed, no?" said Russell, still reading his book, Fletcher was busy eating a sandwich, and Winry looked shocked.

From another seat, a head peaked over, and she quickly covered her face with her hat, and gave a little smirk.

Al sighed, time to check up on Ed. He opened the door; there was Ed, on the bed sitting up looking quite bored, but immediately grinned when he saw Al. "I'm bored. Will you be my friend?"

Al was unsure of how to react. "Um sure…but do you ever remember having a brother?"

Ed looked up at Al, and blinked. "Um…maybe. But whenever I try to think about him, I get this weird feeling that's like guilt." Ed flinched in pain, probably from the auto-mail loss. He gave Al a look saying he was fine.

"Alright…Oh…I was just wondering…" Al began, looking down at his shoes. "…if…we could possibly be brothers…" he looked up to see if this had affected Ed in anyway, if it was the wrong time to state this.

But where'd Ed go? "Ed?" Al looked around Ed sure is quiet… his bed sheets were on the floor, and a pillow was missing.

"Ha ha!" said a blurred figure, hitting Al on the back with a pillow rather hard.

"Wha…?" said Al rather shocked.

"Coffee is GOOD!" Ed cried, great, a hyper Ed. He grabbed his red coat and ran out the door. "See ya Al!"

"Ed…you act as if you were a six year old! Stop being so hyper! And you didn't even have coffee!"

"Who you calling an ultra hyper short 6-year-old kid?" he said emerging from the doorway.

"Eh?" that sounded a lot like the real Ed. "Ed?"

Ed was gone again. Al groaned in annoyance. Well, his brother never did like staying in one spot he could still remember that. He grinned, he was pretty sure this was his brother.

"Lieutenant General Hawkeye…must I still do paperwork? I mean really! I'm Führer Mustang! President of the military!" said the Führer, from under piles of papers. Cleary uncomfortable, under his desk, his fingers were just about to slip in the formation of a snap. "I haven't even started my ultra short mini-skirt movement yet…" he muttered.

"Stop complaining Führer, I still have my gun, that's loaded, remember?"

"Heh heh….So when is that Rockbell girl coming?"

"On the afternoon train. "

"Right. I'll send someone to get her. Where'd Steel go? 1st Lieutenant Ross. Go check on the boy."

Maria Ross, went, and came back under a few minutes followed by Al, who looked quite annoyed. "Führer Mustang, he's gone…again."

Roy groaned…again? "Does this boy ever stay put? Where's that cat? Ah well! Black Hayate! You my loyal friend can find him! Black Hayate? Black Hayate wake up!"

It was noon, and the sun shined strongly over a few scattered clouds, beaming through the windows of Central.

Ed groaned. His face was dull and lifeless, and yet had a little smirk. His eyes were unfocused. He limped from side to side, with no right arm, as if he were drunk. He gave a little laugh for no reason.

There Ed was. Limping down the hall in a military headquarters, where strangely no one was seen. He laughed again. Where was he again?

"Ha ha…damn…" he laughed again, and blindly walked on. "Where's that bastard Colonel?"

Who was Colonel anyways? What was he thinking? Who was he? "Ah…so many questions."

Another laugh. He felt the warm rays of the sun hit him. He wanted to go outside, but he couldn't find the exit. Damn…Central is like a maze.

He continued walking, blindly, hoping to eventually come across the exit. He soon bumped into someone muscular…

Yup. Guess who.

Ed looked up lazily, and gave a stupid like grin. "Hiya Mister. Where's the exit?"

The man looked down at the boy, he slowly took his shirt off, and put it down on the floor. Ed watched him with his expression all the same. Then he stood up, and it fell silent until…

"I'm Alex Louis Armstrong! I shall use the navigation ability passed down from generations in my family to assist you!" he said all this while Ed got buried under a pile of pink sparkles, and Armstrong flexed his muscles. Ed crawled out. "Never mind mister. It's right behind you. Ha ha ha…."

Ed walked over to the door, and went outside, pulling sparkles out his hair. Armstrong just said a lot of rubbish and went his way.

Ed walked to a bench and lay down. He was in a miniature garden in the park now. He was tired, he even though he felt as if he did nothing. He slipped his hand behind his head, and turned his head towards a tree. There he saw Camathy sleeping happily.

"Heh…ha." His eyelids were getting heavier and heavier. If only he had his other hand…maybe he be more comfortable. All this time he had thought his hand was just cold, like his flesh hand, never noticing it's color of metal gray, hey he wore long sleeves. He was happy the pain in his shoulder, near the auto-mail port was, was now just a faint pinch. He relaxed; maybe the pain was the one making him act strangely.

His eyes were closed now, wearing his red coat. He could feel stares being thrown at him, but he didn't care. Yeah so it would be strange to see a guy with one arm, looking as if he was just beaten up sleeping on the bench in a park, but he didn't care.

He felt the warm sunlight and a nice cool breeze hit him, as a train whistled giving a signal that people were arriving, and Ed was asleep.

Camathy purred in the tree, and continued sleeping.

"Black Hayate…." Roy said, clearly very mad, just about to snap, "I said find Ed! Not anything else that isn't Ed!"

Black Hayate wined. It wasn't his fault that couldn't find Ed. They didn't give him any sample of Ed's scent, mainly because Ed's coat was gone, and he didn't want to sniff auto-mail.

"Führer, it's not his fault. I know I trained him strictly, and if he could, he would've found Ed already," said Riza defensively.

The truth was Roy was already pretty sure that this 'Ed' was the Full Metal Alchemist. He wanted to confirm this, and keep the boy safe, the boy who had a far too hard of a life for a kid.

"We should keep looking, Steel has already went to pick up the Rockbell girl. Lets just head back to Central. Get some other people to find Ed…and…relax."

"Don't forget your paperwork Sir."

"Damn. I thought you would've forgotten."

Al stood at the platform, waiting for the passengers to depart. He already changed from his military uniform to a red coat, black shirt and pants, with matching dark and red boots. He also had his hair tied in a ponytail; he looked a bit too much like Ed, even though they were brothers, only taller.

He smiled kindly as passengers passed him, and he finally spotted Winry…and two other guys. He recognized them as Russell and Fletcher. They still looked the same even after years. He waved to them and caught their attention.

They greeted each other, and caught up with the recent news. (Note: I'm getting too lazy with the talking. :3 Excuse me.) "C'mon, I'll take you to Central. You guys can come too, I'm sure Mustang won't mind."

So they departed the train station, well after they had lunch of coarse, and started walking to Central. Al apologized for not driving there, or had someone drive them back; he was actually on break…

"So Al, why did you call me?" asked Winry while watching the clouds above float peacefully, as a faint yell came from the park, which they started to walk through.

"Well…you see…"

"GET AWAY FROM ME!"

"Eh?" said Al, Winry, and Fletcher. Russell however, was like 'OMG!'

A group of kids were all around a tree throwing sticks and rocks at Ed, who was up on the branch with Camathy. "Get away you midgets!"

"But you're the midget! And you only have one arm you freak!"

"Don't call me a midget! You kids are the midgets!"

"No!"

"Yeah!"

"No!"

"Yea—OW!" Ed rubbed his forehead, were a rock hit. "Camathy attack!" The brown and white splashed cat however was more mature then Ed, just sat there staring at Ed with her amber eyes. "What? Oh now you're against me too?"

"Okay kids…go back to playing in your sandbox or somethin'," said Russell while pushing the kids away from the tree. "And you!" he said pointing at Ed. "Don't impersonate the great Edward Elric! Only a bastard would do that!"

"Ahem…we did it too…remember Nii-san?" said Fletcher shyly. "Oh right…"

"You people are weird…Hey Al!" Ed said, jumping down the tree to hug Al, well with one hand at least. "Wanna play now? Hey…who's she?"

Ed stared over Al's shoulder and saw Winry; she dropped her box on the ground. Ed ran over to pick it up, when she stepped back, away from the boy. "How can you be so mean? Even cutting off your own arm…just to pretend to be like…Ed. Everyone knows he's…" she couldn't finish.

"What? But my name is Ed. And I at least still think I'm alive," replied Ed confused, backing up when Camathy climbed onto his shoulder, ready to defend if necessary.

"Al, I'll be waiting at Central. They probably know I'm coming to visit," Winry started while walking off by herself and picked her box up, "You can tell me what you called me for there, and you better not have called me to fix that bastard's arm."

"But Winry…"Al began.

Winry stopped. "Al, as much as I love machines and mechanics, this little guy is—"

"HEY! Who're you calling short?"

"Just stop it! The real Ed used to extend the insult for your information; I'll see you later guys," and off she went.

"Hey…I can't help it. I just don't like being called short, sorry…Winry…" Ed said sadly starting to walk after her, but Russell stopped him.

Winry paused. But kept walking, and broke into a run, with a tear of sadness and anger sliding down her cheek. Who did he think he was?

(Back the Ed and people) Ed was still confused, and Fletcher was staring fearfully at him. Al was telling Russell how they found Ed, and how he was pretty sure that he was the real Ed.

On another tree, a figure crouched on a branch, she wore a black hat, wore dark clothing, with a red and orange cloak, had two long bangs, and brown hair, and strange enough two brown, stripped, fox ears. She watched with no expression, at least no readable expression.

A ball suddenly rolled to Ed's feet. He picked it up and gave it to a girl who came running for her ball, and was followed then none other then Maes Hughes. Al and Hughes saluted to each other.

"Hey Al. How are you today? Oh, I see you found Ed, better make a phone call to Roy. Watch after my precious Alicia for me! And I will reward you with pictures of her cute little face!" and with that he went to the nearest phone booth, but of coarse he would never forget hugging Alicia before he went.

"Hello?"

"Yo Roy! Did you know that –"?

"Hughes! Get to the point, I don't have time today."

"Oh, alright. But you're missing out on the cuteness of Alicia!"

"Hughes…."

"Alright, don't snap Roy…no really. Well, Al found Edward…"

"Finally!"

"It also seems that the Rockbell girl went ahead and should be at Central Headquarters soon."

"Yeah, I see her already…"

Ed started to play with Alicia, but catching a big ball with one hand was quite hard, and so he went after the ball to retrieve it, when he saw the figure in the tree, or at least he thought he did. It just seemed to disappear after he saw it.

"C'mon guys lets go to Headquarters, I here there this special event tonight…" said Hughes. "You two, what's your name. Ah Russell and Fletcher, you can come too! Alicia! Come to papa you sweet little girl! Aw! You look SO adorable!"

Alicia giggled, and they started their walk to Headquarters.

"Alright Miss Rockbell. Could you see if those parts over there seem familiar in anyway? It would help a lot." Said Riza, placing down a State Alchemist watch on the table.

"Who's are these? The Ed impersonator's?" she asked coldly.

Riza didn't reply, "If you need help, just come to Führer's office." And she then left.

Winry groaned, she took a screw out of the bag of parts, and something popped into her head. It looked exactly like the screw that she forgot to give Edward, when she had found it had caused him to be hospitalized. "Hm…" she got up and saw a glint of metal on the table. The State Alchemist watch.

She opened it to see what time it was when she saw the familiar engraving on the left…

No…it can't be Ed…it just can't be…

Indeed it was. She was the only one who ever saw the engraving, and Ed was the only one who would've written it down. She then also saw a piece of paper above the actual clock.

She held her breath…it can't be. It just can't!

She unfolded the piece of paper. She bit her lip. Her pupils shrunk, her heartbeat faster. Her grip loosened, the watch fell to the floor with a clatter.

This can't be…this isn't possible!

"That boy can't be Ed…even if I wished for it…he can't be Ed…it's not possible…no one else has this picture…" she fell to the floor, crying, not knowing if it was happiness, sadness, or confusion.

A tear fell to the floor. Staining the picture.

The picture of three children by the names of…

Winry, Al, and Edward.

Yeah that sucked didn't it? Well, C&C anyways. :3 Sorry for the slow update.

Note: Episode 25…I know, I know. But the summary says 'characters that might be dead will be alive.' XD Just if you didn't know.

Ok…spoiler:

Roy had a thought that the Führer was a homunculus, even Ed told him he was. So…he gets in a fight with him, he did end up being a homunculus, Roy lost his eye/ eyesight (im not sure. XD) while fighting him. He won, duh! And…yeah.

I suck at summaries!