Correction: Last time, it was brought to my attention that I said that Breda was in the field and then I later said he was back in Eastern Command HQ. The truth is Breda is in Eastern Command HQ, the groups were Falman/Fuery, Roy/Havoc, and Riza following behind as cover. Hope that clarifies as here comes the next chapter!

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Revolution

Chapter 2: Grounded

"HAAA-Hahahaha!" Berserker laughed manically as bolts of electricity crackled within his hands. His eyes became white with electricity as he slowly closed the distance between the soldiers before him and himself. With each step the ground vibrated slightly due to the energy being carried by the rogue alchemist.

Riza quickly looked down at the incapacitated colonel at her feet. The shock had perfectly neutralized most of his muscles, leaving him helpless on the ground for the time being.

He's just toying with us! This…this 'Berserker' could have just as easily stopped the colonel's heart or lungs with that blast! Riza realized staring down at her superior. Damn it! This isn't good.

Havoc had also picked up on the predicament that the squad was currently in. Without further hesitation he aimed his rifle and took several shots, attempting to aim for the alchemist's arms or hands. Sadly, each shot uselessly whipped past the target and embedded themselves in the orange tinted sand.

"Damn it Havoc! Can't you land a shot?" Riza yelled as she raised her own rifle.

"What! Hey, I'm not the marksman here…" Havoc began, only to be drowned out by the sound of several sniper shots fired in quick succession.

Each bullet only found its way into ground like Havoc's. Riza stared wide eyed at what had just transgressed before her. Renowned for her precision firing and accuracy, missing that many shots at such a close range target was almost unheard of for her.

At this, Berserker looked at the fresh bullet holes in the sand and sneered. "What? You just don't get a clue, do ya? You can't hit me!" He continued to walk forward and flicked his wrist out forward. A bolt of lightning discharged from his palm and found its way into Havoc's left arm. With a small cry, Havoc too crumpled to the ground.

"You like it? I don't need no damn bullets! I got lightnin' in the palm of my freakin' hand! And what's more, try to shoot me sweetheart. C'mon I dare ya!" Berserker continued to mock as he came within ten feet of Hawkeye.

Ripping out her trusty pistol, Riza fired a shot which should have driven deep into the alchemist's brain. Instead, however, the bullet actually curved as it made its way toward him and landed in a wall to the right of the target.

"H-how? How the hell is that possible?" Riza gasped, though continuing to keep the pistol aimed at 'Berserker's' head. This is unreal, she thought, a miss at point blank range?

A few snickers escaped from a lunatic mouth. "You really wanna know, babe? Magnetism." With that, he held his hands close together creating yet another show of sparks flying to and fro. "You can't hit me, see I'm too charged up and magnetized to be caught with no lead slug." Another laugh burst past his lips as he cackled hysterically.

"You know somethin'…I think I'm gonna really enjoy this," he smirked. He was practically on top of them and drawing slowly closer…

Suddenly a rock slammed into the side of Berserker's face, toppling him over as he howled in pain. Jumping up, his body surged with a greater amount of electricity as he furiously looked around for the source.

As the enemy was distracted, Riza grabbed both Roy and Havoc by the collar and dragged them back to where Falman was aiding Fuery. Silent, both of the two able bodied officers watched on as a familiar voice rang out across the barren cityscape that served as the battleground.

"Hey! Lightning Rod! Why don't you pick on someone your own size!"

An explosion rocked the ground as, from inside a cloud of smoke, the FullMetal Alchemist, Edward Elric, leapt forward and punched Berserker with his fist. His right fist to be exact (A/N: That's the automail one for those who don't know…I think).

Again, the electric alchemist was sent flying to the ground. Propping himself up on elbows, he took in what he saw before him.

"Well, if it isn't the world's first midget alchemist, the FullMetal Anchovy," he laughed with a wide grin on his face.

"ERRRR! I'm NOT SMALL, DAMNIT!" Ed yelled at the top of his lungs.

"Ha! Too slow!" Berserker shouted as he slapped the ground with his hands. Electricity raced along the ground, cracking the dry surface considerably, until it found its way to Ed's left leg.

Ed shook and fell to his knee. "Damn it! That hurt!" he complained as he clapped his hands together and punched the ground in front of him.

A wave of earth shot forward and collided with the enemy alchemist, slamming him into a building. A surge of electricity shattered the resulting mounds of earth as Berserker climbed out and raced toward Ed.

"OKAY, NOW I'm PISSED!" he hissed loudly as he gathered a blindingly large amount of energy in both palms. Ed transmuted his automail arm into a blade and ran out toward Berserker. A giant flash preceded a gigantic Boom as the two alchemists struck simultaneously and then were launched in opposite directions.

Ed flew backwards before rolling to a stop on the sand. Bleeding and a little burnt, He struggled up to his knees. Damn it, after that last attack I need a second to breathe! He thought furiously as his body trued to shake off the effects of the massive electrocution. Luckily for Ed, his automail had partially grounded some of the electricity, probably saving his life.

Several yards away, Berserker attempted to clamor to his feet.

"Why I oughta…" he began, only to be cut off by a semi-familiar voice.

"Hey! Berserker!" came the unmistakable voice of Roy Mustang from behind the enemy alchemist. A blinding light unique to alchemy arose as a pit opened beneath Berserker's feet, into which he fell with a shriek. The hole closed as suddenly quickly as it had opened.

"Ha! You've just been grounded," Roy finished with a smirk as he shakily attempted to rise. Riza caught him as he began to lose his balance.

"Sit, sir. You still haven't recovered fully from that electroshock treatment you got before," she said in a strict tone.

On the other side of the battlefield, a metal hand grabbed Ed's arm and jerked him to his feet.

"Big Brother! Are you alright?" the concerned voice of Alphonse Elric asked.

"Alright? You try being barbequed by a lightning rod and then ask me if I'm alright!" Ed fumed, as he tried to walk. Al tried not to laugh as his older brother swaggered involuntarily as he walked over toward Mustang's squad of officers. Oh, he's definitely alright, Al laughed to himself as he followed his brother over to the group of soldiers.

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Several minutes later Roy, Havoc, and Ed had all shook off the temporary paralysis supplied by 'Berserker's' shocking personality. They now stood circled around the still injured Fuery, who had luckily stopped bleeding, attempting to decide on the next plan of action.

"Well, Fuery definitely needs to get medical attention soon," Roy stated grimly, looking over his wounded comrade. Sergeant Fuery may have been youngest in Roy's entourage but Roy still felt deeply concerned for what had happened to his young subordinate.

Ed continued to look off into the distance. "Yeah, but what about the 'Dissent' guy? If we don't go after him now who knows when we'll get another lead like this?"

Everyone continued to look at the ground. Roy was right, and everyone had agreed that Fuery needed to get out of there, but Ed's statement also held some validity.

Roy ran his hand through his hair, as if to try to physically sift through all the things running through his head. "Alright, Falman and Havoc can accompany Fuery back to Eastern Command Headquarters," he began as his gaze searched each of his subordinates' faces. "Alphonse, would you mind accompanying them back?" he asked the bulky suit of armor before him.

"Yes sir," Alphonse said with a salute. All of which was unnecessary as Al was not a part of the State military, yet Alphonse felt it was his duty to help. Gently picking up the injured sergeant, Alphonse began to leave along with both Falman and Havoc at his sides.

"Hawkeye," Roy said, now facing his second in command, "I'll need you to accompany those three and make sure they get back in one piece." He smiled, or at least made as much of one as he could. Riza understood the gesture and, picking up her rifle, caught up with the other group of soldiers.

"So what now, Colonel?" Ed asked, his voice filled with determination yet oddly distant.

"Well, it looks as though we've got an anarchist on the loose, spreading messages of revolt who's body-guarded by a group of rogue alchemists," Roy finished, joining Ed in looking off into the horizon.

"And we can't let him get away," Ed finished.

"No, we can't."

Ed clenched his automail hand and unclenched it. "Okay, colonel, but just one thing," Ed said as he started walking off in the direction he had been looking, "I don't want to keep having to save your butt every time you get beat!" With that he grinned and began sprinting off toward the horizon.

"Ed! You're going the wrong way!" Roy called, shaking his head. It was going to be a hell of a mission.

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Far off, a group of men continued to walk through the remains of a battle-scarred city.

"What is the news, Tempest?" the man known as 'Dissent' asked, though he already knew the answer.

The wind blew back warm and strong, enveloping the hooded figure in a flurry of sand.

"They have failed, my leader," he said in an impassive voice. "But I shall not."

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A/N: Okay that was my second installment to Revolution and I hope y'all liked it. If not, If so, REVIEW so I can fix my mistakes! Thanks everyone!