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Hope this chapter satisfies everyone.

The pairings, I'm not too sure as of right now. I get reviews saying no EdxRoy. I get some saying more EdxRoy.

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Ed x Roy-

Alphonse x Winry-

Ed x Scar-

Riza x Roy-

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And now it seems, that I
Without your eyes could never be
My one desire, all I aspire
Is in your eyes forever to live
Traveled all over the seven oceans
There is nothing that I wouldn't give
Came from Bahrein, got to Beirut
Looking for someone comparing to you
Tearing down windows and doors
And I could not find eyes like yours
Shakira- "Eyes Like Yours"

An endless pit….

Ed's golden eyes stared blankly up at the pitch black 'sky' of his dream. "where am I…?" Confusion flashed through his eyes before Ed sat up, grabbing his head briefly, dizziness happened even in his dreams it seemed.

"Your allowing a warmonger to control you Edward?" Ed glanced up and his eyes fell onto a black and white, automail-less copy of himself.

Ed frowned and straightened his shoulders, lifting his head to stare straight into the sharp clear- yet gray eyes of his copy. "You may not be as special as I first thought-" Truth seemed to sneer. "-perhaps Hohenheim was over-exaggerating." Ed blinked in confusion. "where are we?"

Ed looked around. True to his first thoughts, he was in an endless black void. The unseeing ground was smooth but cold. Everything seemed tilted slightly, Truth standing straight up- yet with a slant. "where the hell are we again!"

Truth frowned as he looked around, "your dreaming on that train. Diablo's your destination if I'm correct." Ed nodded and frowned as he leaned and rested an elbow on his knee. His crimson coat rustled at the movement. "I don't want to go there you know. I detest being near that 'warmonger' as you call him. I'd do anything to resist. But you know-"

Truth sneered as he uncrossed his arms and turned around. He vanished, and appeared behind Ed. One hand caressing his bangs back. Like he'd done the motion for the whole time. "your underestimating yourself Edward Elric. Your father was never this weak."

Ed jumped to his feet and lashed out at Truth. Truth grinned as he vanished and reappeared several feet away. "temper temper, Edward."

Snarling again, Ed clenched both fist. "never compare me to that man!" Truth didn't roll his eyes, but he gave off the impression of wanting to. "Hohenheim has never had a bastard like Daemon to bring him down."

Truth seemed to ponder this motion, only his thoughtful eyes gave him away.

"whine and whine Edward Elric. It won't change anything."

Ed blinked. "what do you know!" Truth shifted and crossed his arms again, all emotions gone. "I know everything Edward. Now and the Past." sneering in his left over rage, Ed shifted onto one foot. "not the future?" Truth blinked. Then shifted and brushed several tendrils of shining gray hair behind his ear.

"I know everything of the past. From the beginning of the world, the first ever alchemist. The first ever transmutation." Truth seemed to smirk at Ed, even though his mouth remained still. His eyes danced, Ed blinked and his guard let down as he studied the replicate in front of him.

"Edward Elric. Who do you think created the stone?"

Frowning, Ed sat down on his ass to think. "I thought Hohenheim gave you the stone." Truth shifted and smirked as he stared up at the sky. Ed's breath hitched when Truth looked back down. His eyes were different. Instead of being clear gray, golden eyes speckled with crimson stared at him. So like his own, yet completely different.

"who gave Hohenheim the stone, where do all the legends start? I was human once, yes."

Truth moved and sat down. Only to disappear before he hit the 'ground'. instead, arms wrapped around Edward and pulled him back so he was resting in a lap, against a cool- no fat torso. Sinew and muscle arms wrapped around Ed and hugged his chest and waist tightly before relaxing to a mere hold.

"I was the keeper of the door. There was only one side. No 'other side' as your teacher Izumo(?) speaks of. Your world came to existence after a millennia of living in that side. At that time as is now, I was and is a eternal figure. Never growing of dying. However, seeing this 'other side'. I decided, 'why not become a human. See what is so special of this side. At this time, there was no alchemy. No forbidden arts."

"I chose to be born, in one of the first clans of the world. What you would call a 'family'. we were powerful alchemist, in fact we created alchemy in a sense." Ed frowned. None of this made sense to him. "so, I wondered. And thought, 'is there a way to create a alchemic thing that could do virtually anything I asked'?" Truth seemed to be stuck in a flashback as he paused for several minutes.

"I killed my clan, and all the clans in our village. The three hundred and sixty four people I mentioned earlier. All of them had utmost power and knowledge in alchemic arts. Combined, the knowledge and power was enough to create the philosophers stone."

Ed nodded, most of the stuff flew over his head however.

"people wanted my power. my discovery. So, as I was still living as a human. I met Hohenheim in my travels. Turns out, as I am the eternal figure of the door. 'that side', Hohenheim is the eternal figure of this side. He didn't realize I was the other being, so he took the stone as if for himself."

Truth frowned. "when I died, I took back the stone. I thoroughly hated the idea of some man like him having the stone."

Ed blinked. "he posed as a human to this world himself. Yes, several trips actually. To figure out how I created such a powerful stone. He still wonders how. He still studies. Even when he met Trisha, and had you two. He looked for a way. However, each time he 'died', I would meet with him and give him the stone to study. See if he could find the answer. That's why, whenever I went to earth. He gave he the stone. Each time I made a 'stone', it was actually Hohenheim handing me my stone."

Ed blinked. "I don't-"

"I'm not done Edward."

Ed clammed up and listened some more.

"I kept up the pretense that it is possible to make the stone. Show these humans, you that it could be possible. But the equation to make the stone has to be perfect. You can't just kill a group of humans and expect a stone to come to being."

Truth shifted and stroked Ed's cheek. The smooth skin smooth and silky. But not baby like.

"you however. You made the stone, passed where your father has failed. Excelled where others regressed."

Ed frowned. "how am I so special? why me."

Truth rested his chin of Ed's shoulder, to cool to be living breath brushing Ed's skin. "at three and four, your brother and yourself started to merely fool around with the arts. Something little to no children are capable of." Ed glanced sideways at Truth. "at five, your mother died, and you attempted human transmutation. An art that the old families couldn't perform." Truth sighed at the small thought. "you lost your brother in the process, and then came to the Door. Leading to my side, you pleaded to get your brother back. While yes, you lost an arm and got him back. Just seeing the door at your age is remarkable."

Ed's frown didn't lift. "at twelve, you and your brother went to the academy. You became a alchemist 'prodigy'. At fifteen and on to nearly now, you fought against homunculi and persevered."

Truth shifted so his hand cupped Ed's cheek. "and at 17, you found out the secrets of the stone. You made the stone correctly. You in fact found such a way to do so without sacrificing any lives. A way, I didn't even bother to try."

Ed wasn't preening under all the praise. In fact, he found no satisfaction.

"you intrigue me Edward Elric. More so then your father."

Ed tensed as the hand curled, nails creating welts. Not too painful, but enough to cause Goosebumps to rise.

"so. With that, I have a proposition to make Edward." Ed blinked. "see that door?" Ed blinked and looked around. He looked straight ahead, and saw the door. The one with the slanted eye marked in the center of it. The familiar and pathetic screams of condemned spirits wailing now. "what- when?"

Truth stood up, binging Ed to his feet also. Truth disappeared from behind and appeared in front of the door, one hand resting on one slab of the steel colored stone.

"I want you to do something for me."

Ed tilted his head as Truth ran his fingers over the eye. "that warmonger, Daemon I believe. He's a nuisance. To you, to me and to this place." The wailing increased in volume. As if the soulless beings knew what Truth was saying.

"he's truly a worthless, poor filthy creature. To threaten you like such."

Truth looked over his shoulder to stare at Ed. "as I have a personal vendetta against him. Namely being that he wishes to control my power, threatening to take my position…" Truth grinned, a smirk really.

"I really can't have that happen Edward. Who knows what chaos he could cause."

Truth tapped on the door. "therefore. I will have you dispose of him." Ed blinked, his golden eyes shifting warily. "I will give you the power to end his life. I will give the power of the stone once more. End the war, do as you wish with it."

"but you will destroy that disgusting being. He is simply a nuisance. Like a annoying bug in need of squishing." (si: I love that saying! He he he, back to the story)

Truth turned and his grin grew wider. "you will kill him for me, destroy him, break him. Cause him the same pain he has caused you." Ed's eyes grew wider, a small grin playing at his lips. "that sounds… beautiful." half of Ed winced at the thought. But his larger, needier side wished for vengeance. "ahhh. Then we have a deal?"

Ed nodded. "come with me. I will change you to what is needed. Your body as of now is worthless to the task."

Ed hesitated as Truth swung the door wide open. Condemned souls screamed when they saw Edward. "I will change you to a more willing, useful body." Ed was given no time to retreat, before black globs of souls rushed forward and wrapped tightly around his body.

Ed screamed in pain as he was dragged into the black void once again. When he passed the threshold, Truth moved to watch from the doorway.

Closing his eyes, Ed screamed in agony… only…. It didn't hurt.

Power flooded into his system like a tidal wave, his blood coursing. Each pump of his heart causing more to rush in, it felt oddly chilling- like his bones were frozen. Yet at the same time, Ed felt like molten lava was coursing in his veins.

"what…. what's going on!" Ed's voice left him as the feeling continued. He felt like he was immobile, forever powerless to move. But at the same time he felt like he could run around the earth several times and still have power.

Finally, the strange agony subsided. After what seemed like forever, Ed was dropped on the threshold. His feet also giving out beneath him. "very good Edward…. Such a beautiful transformation. Hohenheim himself couldn't do better."

Ed opened his mouth to speak, however Truth waved him off. Waved him away. The door disappeared, Truth vanished… the black void remained for a few minutes before it to gave way to Ed waking from the dream…

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Ed's eyes slowly opened and he groaned. Sitting up, he found himself in a private coach on the train. The bed beneath him warm and comfortable. Pushing away the blanket, Ed lifted his hand and placed in on his forehead…

Wait….

Ed opened his eyes wider as he opened his fist. Dropped, the stone landed on his lap. "what…. The philosopher's stone…" Ed groaned and stood up. The world rushed around him before the dizziness receded to the back of his mind. "what happened…"

Ed shifted and walked slowly towards the bathroom. Clicking the lights on, the tiny bathroom held only a sink, toilet and mirror. Leaning over the sink, Ed turned on the water and splashed at his face…

Wait…

Ed's eyes opened despite water falling into his eyes. He glanced down at his hands and did a double take. He had both arms. Both fleshy, both living. His own arms. There was no difference, there was no flaws. Stripping off his coat and shirt, Ed saw that all the scars on his chest were gone.

Battle wounds had no mark on his body. Moving his eyes down further, Ed saw that his leg was back. "my leg…. My arm…." both were regenerated in perfectly. No flaws, the skin was the same color. He even had the same muscle mass as in his other arm and leg.

Glancing up into the mirror, Ed's eyes nearly popped out of their sockets. His golden, cat like eyes were different. They were still a sun like gold. However they glowed with their own light. Actually shining with their own light. No reflection, the light came from his eyes.

"ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

Ed screamed in surprise and fear as he fell back towards the opposite wall. He fell to his knees. He took I deep breaths of air until his cool came back, just slightly.

Daring to take another look, Ed glanced over the counter- past the running faucet and back into his eyes. Yep, they were glowing still.

"Fullmetal sir, is there a problem?"

Ed glanced at his shut door. On the other side, several military guards were standing. Wide eyed when they heard the scream. "everything-" Ed gulped and regained his composure. "is perfectly fine. False alarm."

The guards audibly retreated out of the room.

Sighing in relief, Ed closed his eyes and slumped onto the ground. "no need for alarm…. No need for alarm…"

Ed sighed and kept breathing.

In…

Out….

In…

Out…

Nodding, Ed stood up and took a second to regain all wits.

"that feeling, I got my body back, the stone back. And my alchemic powers. What happened to them?"

A bodiless voice echoed in Ed's head.

"with one arm, you're a prodigy Edward. You gave a normal boy the power to transmute himself. What happens if you had both your limbs?"

(si: wrath, how he took Ed's arm…)

"oh…. Wow."

Ed shook his head to clear it. Nodding, Ed pulled his shirt and coat back on. He slipped the chain over his head and hid the stone beneath his shirt. "I see. This is what you meant…"

A unseen nod in his head. His minds eye conjuring up Truth. "do as we agreed Edward Elric."

Ed nodded. "as you want Truth."

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End of chappy!

If you didn't get Truth's story. I'll make it simple:

Truth was the guardian of the gate- there was only that side. Earth wasn't created, there was no alchemy.

Truth became a human and created the first stone, murdering his 'clan' and such to do so. To satisfy his lust for power.

Met Hohenheim while in his human disguise, Hohenheim was also a guardian, only for earth. No Hohenheim and Truth are not gods.

Hohenheim took the stone for himself.

Truth got the stone back when he 'died'.

Becoming human every few hundred/thousand years, Truth created the stone each time and made the legend of the philosophers stone. Each time, Hohenheim had the stone and gave it to Truth.

Whenever he went back to the gate, Truth took the stone and kept it.

Hohenheim finally gave in, and became a 'human' himself, to make the stone for himself. (greed I believe, not sure)

Never figuring it out, Hohenheim continued until he had Ed and Al. most likely will continue to try and make the stone in the future. Maybe even during this story… who knows….

Ed made the stone…

And in the end, Truth gave Ed back his arm and leg. As Ed will become much more powerful. As it could turn a human (evil) like wrath (Izumo's dead child- turned homunculi) into a walking transmutation himself.

Ed's eyes are glowing yes, for reasons not known (yet).

Understand now? I hope so.

any confusion? Review/Email me and i'll explain it all.