Full Metal Alchemist: The Blood Snake
Wings: Thank you reviewers for reviewing. It means a lot that you guys also flame me. I can get a lot through that.
Aliens: Goo goo gaga
Wings: forgot, i turned the Alien into a baby...who knew aliens cant poop. thank goodness.
Chapter 5: Exile
Light shined through the window of the train. Ed and Al were playing their classic game of poker. Ed sweated nervously as he looked at Al's cool, almost taunting grin. They stood at a standstill for a moment, watching each other. Then both slapped their cards down at the same time.
"I win! Four aces Al. That's the fifth time."
"No way! This is impossible brother. You were never good at this game...hmm..."
"What?"
Al eyed Ed as he nervously looked around, not making eye contact with Al. Al looked around Ed then saw it. A slight bulge in his sleeve. Al grabbed the sleeve and pulled it out.
"ED! YOU CHEATER! YOU ALCHEMIZED YOUR HAND INTO A CARD SHOOTER!"
"It's not what you think Al!"
"ED...!"
A bird whistled its tune as a torturing scream wailed out into the air. The bird itself jumped a foot in the air, wondering what that had been. Then it flew off.
Ed lay unconscious on his seat, as Al tried his best to fan his brother back to consciousness. He moaned and slapped Al, who slapped him so hard that he fell off the seat.
"AL! WHAT THE HELL!"
"You're okay brother!"
"I feel like I got hit by a 2-ton truck."
"Oh...about that hehe..."
"AL...!"
Winry dusted the floor with a broom, keeping her eyes on the ground.
Winry, we're leaving.
Why?
We have to face this thing alone. Goodbye Winry.
Come back alive you jerk!
She sighed and continued to dust the floor. No one could stop Ed once he wanted to do something. It was like trying to stop a volcano. Impossible, unless you had supernatural powers. She smiled and looked out the window, in the direction she thought Ed would be.
Death...
Who are you?
I am you.
Who am I?
That is what we must find out...
Ed woke up from his dream. Who had that been...? He shook his head, clearing it of all the nightmares he had had. They had been traveling in the train for a week now because of delays, a herd of ducks, a stampede, and a place that rained monkeys. Strange weather we have now, he thought. He looked over at Al who slept contently on his seat, curled up into a ball as best as he could. Ed smiled and hung his head back. Soon, they would reach Central. Soon they would have answers.
Meanwhile, in the slums of Central, a man arose from the cinders of a fire. He groaned aloud, feeling his way around, for he was blind. The man hesitantly walked around, feeling the alley's walls and the hard tough ground.
"Hey, move the hell away ass hole!"
The man had bumped into another man, who instantly shoved him into the mud. The blind man could only see white, but he could still hear.
"Retarded this guy is."
"Let's kill him. He'll make some good stew."
"We ain't flipping cannibals."
"We will be if this inflation keeps going up!"
"Ah, screw the inflation. We'll kill him for the fun of it."
They struck the blind man into the dirt once more and ripped his tattered clothes into shreds. They took sticks and beat the man over and over again, spilling blood from his skull onto the wall. Finally, the blind man collasped, his head bleeding and raw. The men laughed and kicked him in the ribs. Groaning, the blind man clutched the leg and dragged the man down. With a yelp he kicked his face, much to the laughter of the other men, and drew a pocketknife.
"I'll skin you alive you son of a gun."
Suddenly, the blind man heard a woman.
"Stop this! This man is weak and homeless like the rest of us."
"Move lady, or I'll kill you."
"No!"
Then he heard jeering, a slap, and the woman collasping. A baby cried. The woman was a mother! Suddenly, the baby's cry was cut off and the woman screamed horribly. Not in pain. But in sorrow. He felt and heard the drops of blood fall onto the ground and flow all around. He couldn't believe it. No...The baby...
The Fuhrer. His "son". Choked to death. NO!
The man roared in anguish and punched the man nearest to him. It didn't matter about blindness now. He could hear them, feel their fear, relish in their blood. He slammed his fist into another one, breaking his nose, spilling even more of the scarlet liquid. Then he felt for the first time, the gloves he had on. Who was he? He had been thinking about that all day. Now he knew.
"Die."
He flipped his fingers out and rubbed it on the glove. The air ignited in a flurry of golden flames burning the men as they screamed in torture, in pain, dying. Roy Mustang smiled as he ignited them again and again, burning their corpses into ashes. Then he turned around to the woman who stared at him in awe.
"Madame. Let me help you."
The woman hung back, scared, shaking. He felt her touch the dead body of her baby. She wrapped him up and ran away from Roy Mustang. For Roy Mustang, was back from the dead. Back from exile.
Ed walked out into the train station with Al. After, one whole week, they had made it to Central. Ed was hanging back, as Al stepped out first into the light and fresh air. Why was he holding back? Was it because...because...everything after the "incident" started here? Everything...
"Brother! Come here quick!"
"What is it Al..."
Ed's mouth opened up and hung there as he saw a wonderfully tanned girl standing in front of him. Her hair was dark with pink locks in the front. Rose...
"Ed. Nice to see you back!"
"Rose? Why are you here?"
"I work in Central now Ed. Surely Winry told you?"
"Uh...No..."
He wondered why Winry didn't tell him. Ah who cares! Ed stared at Rose again, her flushed cheeks made it seem like she had been running. Her dark skin kept magnetizing his eyes to it. Her clothes were a simple tank top with some short pants. Yet he almost drooled when he saw it. Rose laughed and took Ed's hand. Suddenly, her look was serious.
"Ed...Commander Ji-yu wants to see you at Central Military."
Ed froze and looked at Rose. Ji-yu? Why...?
"Ok. Come on Al. Nice meeting you Rose!"
"You too Ed!"
Ed and Al walked into the streets of Central, not knowing that they were being followed. A pair of red and violet eyes appeared. The two "things" looked at each other.
Is it them?
Yes.
The ones that made...
Of course.
Good...
"Al."
"Yeah?"
"I wonder how we're going to get in without my watch..."
"They have to know you. You're the famous Full Metal Alchemist!"
"Haha. You're right."
Ed then walked straight into a gun. He looked at the soldier who was pointing it at him and shoved the gun aside.
"Insolent child!"
"Who you calling child lower rank!"
"Whhaat. How dare you!"
"Nyah Nyaha! I'm the Full Metal Alchemist. So get that crap away from my face."
"Oh so you are huh."
"Of course."
"Oh wow! I never imagined such a shortie to be the Hagane No Renkenjutsushi."
Ed's vein pulsed in his head as he tightened his fingers into a fist and walked over to the soldier.
"What did you say...?"
Commander Ji-yu heard the gunshot. Probably some peasant, he thought.
Ed whacked the soldier in the nose, causing him to fire the gun. The other guard prepared to fire, but Ed alchemized his hand into a shield and blocked the bullet. Then he alchemized it to a blade and slashed the gun into pieces. He whacked the guard in the heck, knocking him out.
"Come on Al."
"Got you!"
A loud uproar was in the Central Base. Three soldiers fired at Ed and Al, calling them intruders. Ed dodged around and Al yelled in panic.
"Why are they shooting us brother!"
"I guess they don't remember me much!"
Ed finally turned a corner and alchemized the wall into a blockade. The men crashed into it and started to run another way. Ed sighed and turned around right into a rifle. The soldier shakily touched the trigger and Ed simply slashed the gun in half with his blade arm. The soldier fainted on the spot. Ed and Al grinned and ran for their lives.
Commander Ji-yu rolled his chair around as he heard Ed and Al enter into the room, seriously disheveled.
"What happened to you?"
"Those damn ass soldiers don't know who I am that's what!"
"Enough. I have a report here. It's for you."
"Wha..?"
Ed picked the report up and Al looked over his shoulder at it. The report fell onto the ground as he stared wide eyed at the picture and print on the sheafs of paper.
"AAAHHHHHHHHH!"
Wings: I kno short short. But you guys ahve no sense of climax.
Ed: It was so horrible. So...hhhoorrribbllle...
Wings: Get over it. Cya.