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Chapter 2
Hohenheim's new strength
Hohenheim ran down the road. As he came to a corner he tripped.
Flashback 3
"Hohenheim, when you fall you just get right back up," Winry said.
"But Mommy, I broke my auto mail again," Hohenheim said. Hohenheim started to cry.
"You're 4-years-old and you'll brake your auto mail a lot," Winry said as she picked up Hohenheim. Hohenheim stopped crying and smiled. Winry laughed. "Let's go fix that auto mail," Winry said. They picked up the pieces of the shattered auto mail and walked home.
End of Flashback 3
Hohenheim got back up and started running again. He ran until he reached the train station. He paid for a ticket to Central. He boarded the train as Ed showed up.
"You're fast for a pipsqueak!" Hohenheim yelled out the window.
"You bastard," Ed said under his breathe. Ed waved good bye. "Next time don't tell him to see Mustang," Ed said to himself.
On the train Hohenheim had fallen asleep.
Dream 1
Hohenheim stood next to Roy Mustang. Hohenheim looked at his clothes. He was in a military uniform.
"Hohenheim Elric or HalfMetal Elric, you are promoted to second lieutenant," a man in the same uniform as Hohenheim.
"I need to know something," Hohenheim said.
"What do you need to know?" the man asked.
"Am I a state alchemist?" Hohenheim asked.
"Yes. You are the youngest state alchemist we had since FullMetal Elric," the man answered. Ed walked into the room.
"Hohenheim, you need to wake up. NOW!" Ed yelled.
End Dream 1
Hohenheim woke up to see 2 guys pointing guns at him.
"You know you shouldn't be playing with guns," Hohenheim said.
"Why you little bastard," the fat guy said. The fat guy was about to shot Hohenheim when the skinny guy shook his head as if to say not now.
"Does your mother know your playing with guns because mine does," Hohenheim said as he pulled out his toy gun that looked real.
"Your going to regret your words, little boy," the skinny guy said.
"I'm not little. I'm 9 and you two look like your 4-years-old," Hohenheim said.
"Shut up, smart ass," the fat guy said.
"Yeah, smart ass. We're 27," the skinny guy said.
"Okay, my name is not smart ass and besides you two look around 2 or 7," Hohenheim said with a smile.
"Hey, asshole do you wish to die," the fat guy said.
"No, but try this on for size," Hohenheim said as he drew a transmutation circle on the floor. His first shot at alchemy worked. The floor grabbed the gunmen in a hand that came from the floor.
"We can still shoot you," the skinny guy said. Hohenheim kicked the guns out of theirs hands.
"Good work, kid," a voice said. Hohenheim looked to see that the man was Roy Mustang. "You look like FullMetal," Roy said.
"Yeah so," Hohenheim said.
"Are you the son of FullMetal?" Roy asked.
"Yes, I am the son of that bastard," Hohenheim answered.
"I think I found your new strength," Roy said.
"What is it?" Hohenheim asked.
"Being a smart ass," Roy answered.
"Hey, that's not funny," Hohenheim said.
A/n: Funny isn't. Next chapter is called Training with the Flame Alchemist.