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Dark sorceress of egypt: Hahaha, yes, Roy is somewhat of a man slut... I'm sorry for the cliffhanger, I couldn't resist... ; And here's your update!
Kyuumei: O.O ...Here's the update... Don't burn me!
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Lunatic Pandora1: Hm. I agree with you that he doesn't need to rest his body since he's an armor, but the mind also needs rest you know? And if you recall, Al slept on the floor beside Edwards bed in episode three. Thank you for the review!
Sotty-chan: I'm sorry, I couldn't resist. And I'll try not to spoil too much, but unfortunately I have to keep one spoiler to make this fic work. TT I'm sorry.
Darkmoon Fleur: Aw thank you! Here's the next chapter, I hope you'll like this one too.
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Colonel Roy Mustang slammed open the door to the basement. His face was pale and he was breathing fast as he ran inside with Hawkeye following behind. They found Al on the floor, shaking and calling Edward's name.
"Alphonse!" Hawkeye called and jogged over to the armor, "We heard your screams and saw the light coming from here, what happened?"
Al only shook his metal head and stammered something. Roy paled even more as his eyes caught the sight of the transmutation circle. He slowly walked over to it and touched the large, dark stain on the floor.
"...Blood," he whispered darkly, "Alphonse, where's Edward?"
Al didn't respond. He lifted his hand and covered his face with the leather glove, shaking even more.
"WHAT IN THE WORLD DID YOU DO!" Roy roared, glenching his fists and walking over to the armor, "Where's Edward? Why is there blood on the floor? WHAT DID YOU DO!"
"He..." Al whispered, "He performed..."
Riza's eyes widened and she looked at Al.
"Alphonse..."
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There was light.
Ed's senses were slowly returning to him, allowing him to feel the stone floor beneath him. He felt numb, exhusted as he lied on his stomach on the floor, cheek resting against the cold surface.
He tried to move, but instantly gave up the attempt as burning pain shot through his body at every single movement. He gritted his teeth and lied still once again. Suddenly he realized that he wasn't alone. There were voices... many voices talking to eachother.
"...The poor boy, look at him. He's just a kid!"
"Thank God we pulled him out of that transmutation. If we hed been only a few seconds later, he would allready have been dead."
"It was a stupid thing to do... Only a brat like him is stupid enough to try such a thing."
"Now now Severus... Could you please go get Madam Pomfrey for me? The boy needs medical attention immediatly."
There was a snort, and the sound of footsteps walking away. Ed heard the rustle of clothing as someone kneeled beside him, and then someone gently turned him over. A pair of warm, comforting hands lifted his upper body a little.
"Young one, can you hear me?" a soft voice asked. Ed tried to respond, but his throat was dry and even breathing hurt.
There were more footsteps, and another one kneeled beside him.
"Let me take him now, Albus," a female voice said, "I'll fix him up."
Edward cringed a little in pain as a pair of strong arms picked his limp form off the floor and cradled him.
"Oh dear, he's so small!" the female voice said, "He really should eat more, the poor boy..."
"I'm not small," Edward tried to say, but only a small groan escaped his lips.
After that, there were nothing but darkness.
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"Hedwig, STOP that!"
Harry Potter impatiently pushed the white owl off his cereal plate. The owl flapped her wings with annoyance and seated herself on the raven-haired boy's shoulder instead, biting his ear gently.
"You really are in need of attention today aren't you," Harry stated with a small smile, patting Hedwig's soft feathers. He yawned and looked at his watch. He had really woken up late today, and the great hall was almost empty. Only he, Hedwig and a few Ravenclaw pupils were sitting at the tables.
"Hey, Harry!" someone called, and Harry turned his head to see a redhaired boy walking towards him with a fluffy-haired girl after him. "You're late up today!"
"I know that Ron," Harry said with a smile, "I couldn't fall asleep before dawn."
Ron sat down beside his friend while Hermione seated herself on the other side of the table and grabbed the newest number of The Daily Prophet.
"Nothing new as usual," she stated and put the newspaper aside, "Thank God we have a test on Monday."
Ron sighed and shook his head.
"I can't believe that someone actually likes tests..." he snorted, "Hey Harry, have you heard the rumors?"
"What rumors?" Harry asked sleepily and looked up from his cereal.
"Parvati Patil told us that some muggle kid from another dimension has gotten here," Hermione explained, "But I think that's humbug. Other dimensions don't exist."
"They say Dumbledore saved him," Ron continued, ignoring Hermione's comment, "And that he's in the medical wing now! And he's not a muggle, he's an Alchemist."
"An Alchemist?" Harry said, "Strange... Do you think it's true?"
"Of course it is!" Ron said, "I'm sure he's in the medical wing. Wanna go take a look?"
"Ron, NO," Hermione said angrily, "There is no one there. And IF there is someone, he is hurt and needs to rest."
But Harry wasn't listening to Hermione. He remembered the Philosopher's stone and Nicholas Flamel. If there really were an Alchemist here...
"Yeah, let's go take a look," Harry said and got up.
"Harry!" Hermione exclaimed.
"I only want to see if it's true or not," Harry said, "Are you coming or not?"
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"How can I help you, mr Potter?"
Harry scratched his head and then pointed at his leg.
"Um... My leg hurts," he replied with a sheepish smile. Madam pomfrey sighed and started examining his leg while Harry nervously glanced over his shoulder. Of course he had been chosen to be the one to distract Madam Pomfrey while Hermione and Ron checked if there were anyone there. The two of them were currently going through all of the beds, and luckily Madam pomfrey was too busy with Harry's leg to even notice.
Hermione sneaked past Madam Pomfrey's table and into the room behind it, with Ron following behind. All of the beds in the main room had been empty, and Hermione thought there might be someone in the backroom.
"I'll show you there is no one here," she told Ron, "It's just a rumor and nothing else."
"Aw be quiet allready and check that bed over there," Ron snapped and jogged over to another bed. Hermione snorted and moved aside the garment that surrounded one of the beds. Her eyes widened as she realized there was actually someone there.
He had long, blonde hair that spread over the white pillow. His eyes were closed and he was very, very pale. But it wasn't the hair that caught Hermione's attention.
"Ron!" she hissed, "Come here!"
Ron was at her side in an instant and his eyes became big as plates as he saw the young boy in the bed.
"MAN he's small," Ron exclaimed, sounding almost impressed.
"Shh," Hermione said, "Look at his arm!"
Ron turned his gaze and looked at the arm. He gasped silently.
"...A metal... arm?"
Hermione nodded.
"It's true then... those rumors," she mused, "He doesn't look too good though. He must be very sick..."
Ron only rolled his eyes and tugged at Hermione's shirt.
"Let's go allready!" he said, "We need to tell Harry!"
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Roy sighed heavily and rested his head in his hands. He looked extremely tired, and his face was even paler than usual.
"...So Ed tried to get to another dimension..?" he asked silently. Riza Hawkeye, who was standing infront of his desk, nodded.
"Al told me so," she replied, "They read something in a book, and Edward believed it was all true..."
Roy ran a sweaty hand through his raven-black hair.
"How's Al now?"
"He's shocked... But is there any way we could get Ed back? I mean, he couldn't just disappear, could he?" Riza asked, "I mean..."
"Listen, Riza," Roy said, using Hawkeye's first name, to her surprise, "There was a large bloodtsain on the floor where Edward had been. To be honest, I doubt he's alive."
Riza lowered her gaze and stared at her feet, biting her lower lip.
"But... Al..."
Roy also lowered his gaze, and let out another heavy sigh.
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Sorry, short chapter... I'd like some reviews now, thank you.