Knowing More Than You Should
Summary: Three FMA fans get caught into the world of FMA when one of the trio decides that witchcraft is the thing to pass their time. Even though they haven't seen the whole series, they know a lot about the deadly trap set by the homunculus. Can they stay alive long enough to avoid this ordeal and get back to their own world? -This Fic May Contain Spoilers-
Disclaimer: I don't own FMA
Rating for this chapter: T for language and violence
Episode: The current Episode(s) for this chapter are...26 and 27
Chapter 10
"What?" Amy said in disbelief.
Greed nodded his head, "That's right. Since you took money from me, you'll need to make it up. I'm going to send you to Yok Island to get that homunculus. You'll stay there until the Elric boys leave, then we'll come and get you and our new little family member after then. As you said, 'It's madness to get mixed up with them…"
Amy gave a flat look. More than a month on Yok Island. How was she supposed to do it? "For a whole month? By myself with no provisions?"
"Of course not. You'll have you little mutt friend with you." He made a slight jester toward Kira. "So are we clear? You per sway the kid to come with us, while all avoiding the Full Metal Alchemist. Think you could do it?"
Amy's face read 'no.' But she still nodded displeasingly. "Get there, get the kid, and wait. Three things that I want you to do. Understand that we need...what was it, Wrath? On our side." he finished, and left the room. A few others were staring at Amy with blank yet cold faces, Kimblee the only one smirking in the least. 'Greediest man in the world wants something, Greediest man is gonna get it.'
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Selene wandered around the city for awhile, keeping on the look out for a midget, a blonde girl who seems obsessed with the city, and a large suit of armor. She didn't really know where to start looking...they could be anywhere. After wondering around, a large crowd of people gathered caught her attention. There was a scrawny man in the center, shouting things about a larger man with huge automail arms. "I bet that's where they are." she said, tiredly dragging herself through the people.
Selene pushed her way through the crowd; then bumped into someone when getting to the front. "Sorry! I was pushed." she apologized instantly, looking up at who she had knocked into.
It was Winry. "It's alright." she said kindly with a smile. Selene stared up at her, then jerked her head over to see Ed and Al. Ed jumped, causing Al to fall backwards. "What are you doing here?" Alphonse asked.
"Your not following us are you?" Ed asked defensively. Selene shook her head franticly. "No! Nothing like that! I just, came to you. For protection."
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Brandon was still riding on the stolen bike, the soft vibration was numbing the wound on his leg fairly well. But proved fatal when the bike began to run out of gas. "Great." he said, the motorcycle slowing down while burning the last of the fuel. When he stepped off, a weird sensation went through his legs. Just as expected, when walking on still, non-moving ground again. But next, a sharp pain stabbed him in the leg. It was the wound he never attended to, it was hurting now, more than ever. In the next few moments, he blacked out, falling over unto the sandy plain.
"Hey, he's coming to..." someone said. He could hear it in his conchense. Brandon's eyes fluttered a bit, before he opened them completely. He was in a strange room...no, a tent. He looked around him to see two people hovering over him, both children boys. "Where am I? Who are you?" he asked, right away, too sore to move or get up.
"We should be asking you the same thing." one of them said. Brandon's vision focused...the boys had red eyes, dark skin. They were, Ishbalan!
Rick and Leo, the young pair of Ishbal brothers. "Are you feeling ok?" the older boy asked. Rick had run out of the tent though, and appeared moments later with an older man. A scar of an 'x' ran across his forehead, white bangs filling over it. 'Scar…'
An hour or so passed, Brandon and Scar standing on a hill, overlooking the small but temporary settlement of the Ishbalan travelers. The sky was getting darker, dust entering night. "So, these are your people…" Brandon said, looking pitifully down on everyone below. He was now using a crutch to hold him up.
"You say you're heading to Dabris. We'll probably be passing that in a couple days, so you're in luck. I can allow you to travel with us until then, to heal and rest; only if you tell no one about us, and that I am here."
"Because you're a criminal." Brandon added, then agreed to the conditions.
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After Edward won the big bucks for Winry…and they had their little fight, which Selene stood clear of, Selene decided it was safer to stay with Ed.
"Arg! Where could she have gone?" Ed ranted, after their second hour passed of looking for Winry.
"Ed, can we please stop? I know for a fact she's found a place to stay the night." Selene said, her feet starting to hurt from walking so much.
Ed stopped, then turned and gave her a serious, yet friendly look. "You know so much. And now you come to me seeking protection. Who are you, really?" Selene stood quiet, hesitating to answer. "Forget it. But I want an answer to that question. Just, give it to me when your ready." He said, and walked off.
Selene frowned at the ground while slowly following, then asked, "Where are we staying tonight?" Ed stopped again, scratching his head while laughing sadly. "Well, Winry spent and took all of our money so…"
"…Outside." Al finished. Selene groaned before a cold night breeze swept over her shoulders, making her shiver. "It'll be cool tonight, so here." Ed offered, taking off his red jacket and putting it around Selene's cold body. A red color took her face, a small blush on Ed's face too. "Thanks." She said shyly, looking at the ground to hide her redness.
The next morning, Selene woke up, lying on a bench. Ed and Al was sitting and waiting for her to wake up. Her head was resting against the young alchemist's leg, as a pillow. A nice warm pillow… "Hey, you awake?" he asked, brushing the hair out of her face with his automail hand.
"Hm? Yeah…Don't let them steal your watch Edo…" she said, half asleep. At that, she rolled over, and off the bench. Selene hit the ground with a 'thud,' still clenching Ed's jacket.
The morning and rest of the day passed, all up until Al burst through the door of the hotel room completely shocked and scared out of his mind. "Ed! They're here!"
By the next day…all of them were on a train to Dabris. Ed, Al, Winry, and Selene. "You guys sure have a rough teacher. None of mine are this bad with discipline." Selene said to the beat and bound Ed and Al.
"Gee, that makes us feel better…" Ed remarked back.
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Amy sat over the edge of the rowboat, running her hand over the water in her depressed reflection. She felt a little uneasy about being alone with Kimblee, who was powering the boat with two oars, their destination Yok Island. Kira was happily slithering her tail around, as if to say, 'Vacation! Vacation!'
"You look excited." He remarked sarcastically. Amy tried to ignore him, but the silence and need to talk to somebody was getting to her. "I am…" she sighed back.
"Look, you broke the rules, you pay the consequences." He said smugly. "But, I don't like the fact you went through my room to get that lock pick."
"Hey, it's was scary going through you room. I was afraid something was going to blow me up the moment I stepped in."
His nerves were twitching. "Blowing things up isn't my hobby. It's more of a stress reliever… But when I do tear apart a human body, I don't see it as taking a life. I see it as breaking down a living compound; one big scientific explosion. Because when it comes down to it, humans are nothing more than a walking bomb; and one day, we're all gonna die." Kimblee's usual deranged grin was slapped on his face.
Amy nodded, actually agreeing with him for a change. "You see the world in a different perspective, and that may be true. But, I notice you enjoy bombing things. Would it be different if you had your hands on someone you care about? Would you feel any remorse or sorrow when they die?" she asked seriously, something she had been wondering…could such a heartless person have a heart?
He never answered. When they reached shore to the island, he quickly left with one look back, seeing Amy wave a good bye from a distance.
Ok, this took me awhile to get up…But at least it GOT UP. I'm nearly running out of things I can do to this to make it as interesting as I can get it. Got any ideas? I'll take any and make it work; cuz I'm good like that…