Well now! I've actually worked on this.

Ardath: Good for you. I didn't have to grab a dagger or anything.

Roy: Heh. That's a relief for Aru. And just for all of you who don't know me, I'm Roy. Son of the Marquess of Pherae. I'm from Fire Emblem.

Marth: Same here! We're Aru's pre-story hosts. Ex-prince Marth of Altea.

Fox: I'm sure a lot of you know me. Fox McCloud, from Star Fox?

Link: There's no way you don't know me. Who's on disclaim duty?

Marth: Aru doesn't own Eragon or Fullmetal Alchemist. She wishes she owned Nintendo though.

Well, this is the final chapter. Might make a sequel. I'll plan it out first if I do.

Eragon/ Eldest/ Empire

Fullmetal Alchemist

Chapter 6:

Crossroads

"I'm not going." Edward announced. "I'm going home."

Envy, Eragon, and Arya stared at him in disbelief. "And how exactly are you going to do that?" Envy growled.

"Alchemy. I still remember the circle I used to get here." Edward sniffed. "I can't just leave Al on his own."

"But you can't go! You're a Dragonrider, both you and Envy." Eragon pleaded. But Edward wasn't about to change his mind.

"I know, I'm sorry too. But Arletha only needs one rider to worry about, not two." Edward smiled. "I have friends and family waiting for me back home. I can't just leave them."

Arya frowned. "But can't it wait? You're one of our most valuable allies. I don't know where we'd be without you. Both of you."

Eragon, Envy, and Edward looked at her. Even Arletha could tell she sounded a bit desperate.

Edward shook his head still. "I'm sorry. Even Envy the Heartless knows I can't stay separated from my brother for long. Plus, my arm can only last so long, and I doubt that Alagaesia has automail mechanics."

With that, Edward turned and walked away. He wasn't about to argue with anyone. He went into his room, closing the door behind him and baring it using alchemy.

The others stared after him. Arletha cooed and nipped at Envy's hand gently, as if trying to tell him it was alright. But it wasn't.

"Hey guys, I'm going to help with the patrols. I'll be back later." Murtagh called from outside. He disappeared down the stairs without waiting for an answer. Saphira stuck her head through the door and projected her thoughts to everyone.

I don't think there is anything we can do to change his mind. I'm sure I wouldn't change my mind if I had a chance of getting to Eragon. Saphira nudged Eragon. Come, you're tired, and your back is still healing. You need to rest. She then turned to Arya. Elf, I believe you should come with us. Finally, she turned to Envy. Don't be too hard on him. He's homesick.

Eragon and Arya hung their heads. Saphira was right. With a polite nod to Envy, the two stepped outside and were gone, flying on Saphira's scaly back.

Hungry. Arletha opened her mouth, showing her sharp baby teeth. Envy turned to her, a strangely loving look in his violet eyes.

"Yes dear." He patted her on the head, then snatched another piece of meat. If the other homunculi were to see him now! He didn't even seem like a sin, rather a goody goody two shoes who never did a bad thing his entire life. He really was a whole new sin. But his mind was troubled. Would Edward make it back to Amestris in one piece, or in several deformed bits?

Don't worry. Arletha hummed as she finished her meat. She curled up on Envy's palm tree hair, letting out a puff of smoke from her tiny nose. Envy grinned, then sat down on a chair. If only the others could see him now…

"Murtagh!" Eragon and Saphira raced to one of the many holes. A scuffled had broken out among a group of warriors, including Murtagh and the Twins, the bald men that no one liked. This was the exact same thing that happened before!

And just like the first time, Eragon and Saphira made it too late. They searched the bodies of their fallen comrades for their friend.

"He's not here…" Eragon coughed in disbelief. Blood ran into the tunnel, showing that someone had been dragged into the tunnel. The Twins as well were missing.

"Eragon!" Arya arrived. She looked at the massacred dwarves and members of the Varden. "Oh no… Don't say…"

"His body isn't here. They must have taken him and the Twins prisoner." Eragon's eyes filled with tears. The man he had grown close to, although he had such an awful past, was gone. There had been times before when he wished Murtagh would go away and leave him alone. But not like this.

A small army of Varden, headed by the late Ajihad's daughter Nasuada arrived ten minutes after. They sadly shook their heads as they silently looked at the carnage. Envy was with them. He looked confused.

"I thought… I got them all…" Envy gently laid his hand on Arletha's glimmering scales. She crooned sadly at the death.

"There were too many for you alone to kill off." Arya comforted the sin. "It's not your fault."

Nasuada's eyes filled with tears as she viewed the scene. "How could this happen yet again…?" she questioned no one in particular. The Warriors began to pick up their fallen comrades and head back for the city, sadness covering their faces. Eragon burned the urgals' bodies, a fierce look in his eye.

"We should leave soon for Ellesmera." Eragon turned to his companions. Envy nodded gravely. Saphira flew them back to the city, crying out her sadness at the loss of one of their friends. She landed near the home where Envy and Edward had taken up residence. Immediately they knew something was wrong. Envy crept into the house, followed closely by Arya and Eragon. They found nothing out of normal. Envy went to Edward's room and tried the door. It wasn't barred.

"Edward…?" Envy stepped inside. The room was empty except for a large transmutation circle on the ground. In the middle was a cotton plant, dyed red. Envy's eyes widened. A letter sat on the abandoned bed, his name scribbled on it.

Envy grabbed the letter, nearly tearing it in half opening it.

Envy, Eragon, Murtagh, Arya, Saphira, Arletha, and everyone else;

Sorry for leaving on such short notice. I'll tell you all right now, Amestris is more of my kind of place. Envy, you belong in Alagaesia, I can tell you that much. You seem happier. There isn't much for me to say, other than I'll miss you all. Perhaps I could come and visit sometime, and I'll bring Alphonse with me. We might both be able to help take down the Empire. Well, may your swords stay sharp. Good Luck with Arletha, Envy. I doubt you'll need it.

Edward Elric, Fullmetal Alchemist

Envy's hands shook. Why was he feeling so… Alone all of a sudden? He was Envy, one of the seven deadly sins. He had killed people, and people had tried to kill him. He used to be able to smirk at death and liked to be alone. And he had hated his half brother. Why, of all things, did he feel so alone now with Edward in another world?

"Envy, what's going-" Eragon poked his head into the room. He first eyed the still sin, then the transmutation circle, and finally the red cotton plant in the middle of the circle.

"He left." Envy suddenly growled, trying to be more like his old self. But he wasn't quite Envy any more. He was Envy, the Dragonrider. Arletha nosed his hand. She had grown to the size of a small wolf. "We should get ready to go." Envy turned. A new gleam was in his eye, one no one had seen since he was alive; a boy who wanted nothing more than to spend some time with his father.

Eragon nodded, looking around. "So he left?" Eragon asked pointlessly.

"Yes, he did." Envy snorted. "I knew he would. I just though he would at least have some decency to say good bye first."

Eragon felt a bit awkward. He turned and left to go gather what belongings he had. He would also need to stop in and see Snowfire and poor Tornac before he left. They would be alone until he arrived back in Tronjheim. As Saphira and Eragon disappeared to their quarters lower down, Envy and Arletha emerged from the little house. Envy looked to the sky. The tip of the sun was poking its face from the rim of the mountain's mouth. Envy blinked, then felt something tug at his pants.

Arletha blinked at him. She looked happy. Envy smiled. "You're happy for him aren't you? I guess I should be too. For us as well. I know this place will actually accept me. Shall we?" Envy and Arletha strolled away as the sun disappeared beyond the rim and shaded the city in darkness.

So, what do you all think? I think I might have improved a bit. Arya's personality is soooo off though. Well, Read and review, and may your swords stay sharp!