Oo An update!
Kumori domo-kun-finally, an update!
Priestess kurumi inu's sister-writers block is when you have difficulty thinking of what you'll write next. Luckilly I'm mostly over it.
Dueling Dragon Ice- Yes! Emily did make an appearance! Sort of.
Geraniums- glad you like the story. Sorry for taking so long on the update!
Icy Wolf Rage-thanks for the story cover art! I can't wait to see when it's finished!
Don't own.
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The military officials were able to make camp in the old abandoned house. It was nothing spectacular. It was two stories high made of a weather worn looking wood. Pieces of the roof seemed broken or missing and the steps leading up to the porch where mostly snapped in half. The steps still in tact let out a mournful groan when stepped on. It wasn't exactly a cheery place but it had to do.
After getting situated inside, and declaring it safe. They carried Edward to the second floor bedroom and laid him carefully on the bed. After Armstrong carried the blind woman to the house she instantly began working on Edwards wounds.
Kira-Kira finished tightening a thick, white gauze around his head, and then she stared. She traced the contours of his face with her hands. Though she couldn't see him she could tell he was very young. She remembered Roy saying something about him joining the military when he was twelve three years ago. That meant he was only 15.
"The Full Metal alchemist," she whispered as she knelt by his bed, "You're still a child yet you've seen so much haven't you? More then any adult even should have seen."
"You know for one time this week, it'd be nice if he didn't come back to us half dead," Havoc muttered while twisting Edwards red coat to release any water trapped in it. Something fell from the hood and clattered on the ground.
Havoc picked it up and opened to the first page.
"Nothing is created, nothing is destroyed…It is all just transformed into something else.
Gate Trafalga."
"Colonel, sir! Could you come here please?"
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Edward found him self-sitting under a large tree with fall colored leaves floating in the middle of a white void. He blinked and looked around.
"I was not excepting to see you back here so soon." He looked up to see the Emily look alike sitting on one of the lower branches of the tree staring down at him.
"Great five minutes and I 'm stuck here again," Edward groaned. He stood up and climbed the tree until he was sitting next to the young girl.
"You're lucky you figured it out. The ice sigil I mean. If you didn't Roy would have been killed."
"Hold up. How did you know that!"
"I told you before, I am the stones conscious but I am also your conscious. I am a cross between both wants. What you know I know. I am only a fragment in the stone but I can still feel its thoughts." She looked down, "and it hurts."
"What hurts," Edward's emotion softened slightly.
"I feel what the stone feels. It's like there's a Civil War waging on inside of it tearing it apart from the inside, and then rebuilding instantly only to be torn down again. The stone's original purity and the tainted emotions and properties are colliding with each other. It's getting to its bursting point." She looked up at Edward, "Here. Take this and remember it." She handed Edward a piece of paper. It was a transmutation circle," It's a special design that works with the stone and nulls it. It can fix your brother with out bringing him any harm."
"Thanks," Edward said looking it over.
"Your going to have to be more careful, you know? You've already opened two gates." She said randomly. Edward looked at her only to notice they were no longer sitting on the tree but were now under it. Emily was staring at the tree's top with a keen interest. Edward tried to pin point what she was staring at but failed miserably.
"Would you mind explaining these gates I supposedly opened?"
"There pieces of a much larger picture. I believe there are about nine, each representing something else," She said with out redirecting her gaze.
"That doesn't explain a lot." Edward sighed still trying to find what she was staring.
"Alchemy can be both salvation or destruction at the whim of the user." Edward looked at the white sky one more time and gasped at the sudden appearance of image that floated above the tree.
There was city. It was similar to Ishbal's capital. Then a wall of red light and wind mowed the city down destroying everything like a great wave. There was know sound to the image but Edward could only imagine it would be deafening. The light dispersed and there was nothing left but a desert of glass where the once proud city stood. The image itself vanished.
For some reason Edward felt things get colder and colder. The blue-eyed girl looked down covering her eyes with long strands of chaotic brown hair.
"Hey are you okay?" Edward touched her shoulder and recoiled immediately. She felt ice cold.
She looked up at Edward smiling. Her eyes were only half opened and they were dull dead lifeless. They weren't even blue. They were a deep dried crimson shade.
A wind picked up blowing her wild hair behind her, "Apocalypse, Armageddon, distruzione totale, total destruction, it will all lead to the same thing." Her voice sounded dull and lifeless. Then he realized what it was.
"You're the stone aren't you?" With that all went black.
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Roy was reading through Trafalga's notes. The man was an absolute genius. He wrote of the stone being absolutely perfect. When applied to certain transmutation sigils, it had immense power with perfect results. So why did it only destroy, was the question in Roy's mind. Finally he found his answer.
"Everything went wrong. This is not what was supposed to happen. How could this have happened? It was perfect! Flawless! It was the philosopher's stone equal, if not superior! It was an alchemists dream! So why? How did this happen!
The war has been going on for about nine months now. The state sent its alchemists as human weapons to destroy all in their way. I knew I had to evacuate Faar before they came. If they found me they would take the stone. The destruction they could cause with it would be immeasurable. Unfortunately I was two slow.
After gathering my notes and research they came. I could her the sounds of guns being fired and things being torn apart to their most basic foundation with the use of alchemy. Blood curdling screams rung through the street, echoing with the sounds of bullet shells clattering on the ground. The sky was an ominous red.
Then they found the stone and me. I couldn't run from the soldier in front of me. I just stood there helpless with the blue stone clutched in my hand. He demanded me to give it to him. I refused. He aimed his gun and a shot was fired but not by him. One of my own had shot the blue clad soldier from the back. The bullet ripped through his torso spraying me with crimson liquid.
I sat stunned for a moment before peaking at the stone in my palm. My arm and hand was covered in the red liquid also dirtying the stones perfect appearance.
However what happened next I was not expecting. The stone absorbed all of the blood into itself. I stood in morbid curiosity as the pure clear stone turned into a deadly clouded gray. It absorbed the soldiers blood into it's crystallizing process!
It was like the stone was choking on smoke. Suddenly an immeasurable pain struck through my hand as the stone attached itself to my palm, burying itself into my flesh.
Fears overrun me as I desperately drew an alchemic circle on the bloodstained floor in order to purge the stone from my palm. I slammed my hand in the center of the array. My next mistake. The array changed. It transformed into a giant alchemic sigil I had never seen. There were nine smaller circles inside of the sigil that were twisting and moving themselves into place.
Then the red light came. A light that will forever be burned into my memory. It was like a bomb went off in my mind. Maybe it was a few minutes, maybe an hour, maybe days, but when I finally stirred it was midday, and Faar was gone. IT was completely wipe out. Where the magnificent city once stood was a desert. Some of the sand had even turned into large chunks of glass from a powerful heat. Then I remember the sigil. I looked to my hand to see the stone. It had returned to blue but it seemed as if a mist was hovering about inside of it. I knew what had happened right away.
The stone was tainted. I apparently was the only survivor of the blast for there was no one. I would set off for the capital and lay refuge there. I will solve this mess. I will make things right…"
And then it was cut off. There was only one more page in the book. However what was on it disturbed him greatly.
It was transmutation circle drawn with blood. It looked similar to the human transmutation circle but there were nine other smaller transmutation circles inside of it. One of them looked almost exactly like the one that appeared below him when he was facing Gate.
Roy shot a glance at Edward. He could not believe what he read. That small stone cause so much destruction. If in the hands of a normal alchemist it could destroy a large city like Faar, he could only imagine the damage Edward could do.
He heard Edward fidget on the bed next to him then crack open a golden eye. He rubbed his eye and looked up to see a ceiling. The blinding light that peaked through the window caused him to shade his eyes.
Roy quickly set the book on the nightstand next to him.
"I see your awake Fullmetal," Edward looked up to see Roy standing by his bed smirking at him.
"I feel like Winry hit me with a two ton wrench. Where the heck are we?"
"We are currently in a farm house. If you're up to it we'll be going to central once and for all today."
"Sure whatever," There was silence, "Thanks." Edward murmured. He cleared his throat as if the words left a distasteful residue in his mouth. Roy looked at him with a smug expression.
"I save your life and you repay me with a tidal wave and thanks," Roy said with a mock hurt look on his face.
"Well it's better then being frozen in a giant ice cube." He mumbled.
"Oh? Care to explain?" Roy asked slightly curious.
Edward rolled his eyes.
"This damn stone invented that sigil. I know this will probably sound crazy but this stone has a conscious and is a giant archive of alchemy but that's beside the point.
The pattern on the circle, Earth 1, fire 2, creation, water and death, was confusing at first but then it makes sense. Earth 1 represents live earth and fire 2 represents fire death. When fire burns live earth, such as plants, it creates smoke and steam. Steam being water," Ed started a diagram on paper he found. It looked like Earth 1+fire 2 water. "That was the creation. But the creation symbol had another purpose. By using it, it was able to bind water and death creating…"
"Ice," Roy finished.
"Exactly. In order to keep you from freezing (though it fits your personally oh so perfectly) I altered the sigil," he started writing on his diagram, "By adding fire 1, life fire…" By now his diagram looked like this:
Earth 1+ Fire 2 water creation
Death
V
Ice creation + fire1 water
Roy was amazed. It seemed simple but the thought put into it was incredible. He had to solve the equation of symbols, deciphering their meaning, then place a null variable into the equation that would fit altering the sigils alchemic affect with out bringing much harm to Roy. He also did this under 45 seconds in harsh conditions, and half conscious due to injuries.
"Hell…you pass your evaluation Fullmetal…" He looked to see Edward dead asleep.
Roy sat up and pulled Edwards covers up to his chin, "You really are incredible." And he was. Edward was the type of person you could stab in the arm and his first thought above else would be, "Bastard! You ruined my coat!" Roy chuckled to himself and was about to leave when an arm grabbed his jacket.
"I'm still awake." Roy looked back at Edward whose eyes were partly open staring at him.
"And?"
"Was that Gate you were fighting?"
"Yes." Edward sat up with a pained expression. He held his head for a moment.
"The stone it…" Edward paused, "If it dies Humanity will be wiped out by natural disasters. If it lives on, it'll just use me to destroy everything." Roy stayed silent; " It was tainted by human blood in its crystallizing process during the Ishbal Revolution. Then it absorbed the emotions in the area. It's unstable and knows only destruction." Roy sighed.
"Difficult situation," He paused.
"AAAUUG!"
The two looked at each other. Edward tried getting out of bed but Roy roughly shoved him down.
"No. You stay here. I'll see what's wrong," Roy whispered to Edward. Edward cursed under his breath as Roy walked to the doorway, "Oh, if you try getting up, I'll come into your room and cut your braid off while your sleeping." Before he left he stole one more glance at Edward. He could have sworn he saw something flash in those golden orbs. As soon as it was there, it was gone. But for a moment… where they blue?
Roy shook it off and walked down the stairs to the chaos below. He noticed the sound was coming from the kitchen.
No…
They wouldn't…
Would they?
Roy took off in a full force run and slammed open the kitchen door.
Slice
"GAH! I cut my finger!" Havoc wailed.
"Oh no!" Breda dropped a stack of plates that went crashing to the ground. Hughes looked deep in thought as he stared at a book.
"What's the difference between a pinch and a dash?" Hughes asked.
"AHHHH! It's on fire!"
Roy stood there. It was exactly as he feared. His subordinates were in the kitchen. Kira-Kira was sitting at the table cringing at every new disastrous sound. Hawkeye was at the table as well peacefully sipping a cup of coffee.
"Um Hawkeye. Shouldn't you…" Roy started.
"No…I don't cook."
"Er, okay," Roy looked out the window to see Fuery fixing the car with Armstrong.
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Ed was lying on his bed when Alphonse walked in.
"BROTHER!" You're OK!" The armor ran to the bedside of the shorter boy, "I was so worried! Never do that again! You should have let me handle it!" Al snapped into "big brother" mode. Edward cringed at his younger brothers ranting.
"Sorry Al…" then a thought popped up, "Oh yeah!" He grabbed a piece of chalk and got out of bed. He stepped down to the ground and began drawing a transmutation circle.
"Brother you should get back in bed."
"Done! Al step in the circle," Al did as he was told (though against better judgment). Ed clapped his hands and touched the circle. There was a flash and Al's armor reverted back to normal. No tail. No ears.
"You used your alchemy and nothing bad happened!"
"Only for that circle I'm afraid," He said admiring his handiwork, "Wow! It actually worked."
Silence
"YOU DIDN'T KNOW IF IT WOULD WORK AND YOU STILL USED ALCHEMY ON ME!" Al yelled. Edward paid no attention as a thought formulated in his mind.
"Wait Al! I have an idea!" Edward smiled. This wasn't your average smile though. No, this was his wide, evil, maniacal grin.
'He's thinking of something evil,' Al sighed as he watched his brother cackle to himself then flop over in exhaustion, "Brother! Don't over exert yourself! Your still injured!" Al cried frantically.
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Sorry for not updating. Evil writers block --;;;.
So now I have to think of Edwards evil plan then tie it in with my ending. Joy. Any suggestions on what might be going on in his evil mind would be appreciated.
please review! Idea's and constructive criticism is smiled upon. Flamers shall be hurt by Roy. See ya later.