A walk in the desert
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"Damn it Mustang! I don't care what you say I'm still going!" growled Ed. "Edward don't be stupid. The location of the Ishbal camp could have changed. You can get lost in the desert for weeks looking for it." said Roy "Besides there is no proof that Scar is there right now." "I don't give a damn I'm going to find him." Ed muttered coldly. Roy sighed "Ed I'm just worried about you. So don't run off and..." " He just left Roy." Havos said while placing a cigarette in his mouth. "Damn it." mumbled the Flame Colonel as he redirected his attention to his paper work.
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"God it's hot out. Al do you have any water?" asked Ed as he wiped some sweat off of his forehead. "Um well you see we left in such a hurry that we didn't bring anything with us." Al siad shyly as he gazed down to the endless sea of sand beneath his feet." "Damn." muttered Ed. He started to worry, Roy had been right. The Ishbal camp must have moved to avoid a sandstorm. "Ed what'll happen if we get lost and no one finds us?" asked Al, his voice shook nervously as he spoke. "Don't worry Al, we won't get lost." Ed said reassuringly. "You positive?" questioned Al. "Yup." replied Ed while giving his brother a big grin.
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Leo and his little brother Rick were out fetching water for the old man who lived at their camp. He recently had become less mobile and thus more dependant on the Ishbal youth. Leo and Rick were allways were eager to help him out. It was sort of a thanks for watching out for them.
"Rick I know it's hot but keep up." said Leo as he shifted the jug of water in his arms and glanced back aty his little brother. "I'm keeping up just fine." grunted Rick as his jug of water almost slipped out of his grasp. While he bent over to get a better grip on the jug a glint a metal caught his eye. It was probably a section of a long forgotten train or the wreckage of a jeep, either way there could be some sort of supply that the camp might need inside. He carefully set the water jug down and took off in the direction of the object. "Rick where are you going!" cried Leo. "I'm going to look at something!" Rick yelled back. Leo groaned and set down his jug of water. Rick arrived at the object to find an oddly familiar suit of armor and a raggy red coat half buried in the sand. First he took off the armors helmet without looking at it closely. He was dissipionted when there was only filled with sand and had a small red smudge on the side. Then he turned around and tugged on the coat, and found it oddly heavy. 'Weird' he thought. He gave the coat another tug and recoiled in disgust. Laying in the sand was a semi-mumified body, obviously dead, with yellowed skin and sunken in eyelids. He quickly turned to look at the suit of armor's helmet. His pupils shrunk in both shock and horror as he realized that the armor belonged to Alphonse Elric, the boy who had helped he and his brother previously. Rick stumbled back and sheer terror. Leo gazed over in the direction of his brother with a conceren look. "Rick what's the matter! What did you find!"
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kamakazikoala- This came to me as some random idea, soI decieded to right it down.After typingit I realized how morbid it really is. I'm open toreveiws or flames, but if you'rejust a pissed of fan girl please go elsewhere. I love Ed and Al as much as the next person but there not Gods, they had to die sometime.