Disclaimer: I do not own Fullmetal Alchemist, even though it would be kind of cool. But anyway this story explores the events that occur after the final episode. Hope you enjoy it
Paris 1922
In the city of dazzling lights and romance in the air, the people of this city of blinding lights danced and enjoyed the moment of peace that they had to themselves. The last world war had taken much from them and all the people wanted to do was to rest and relax in these times of peace. But this time of peace will be shattered into a thousand pieces with a single stone.
In an ally way not far from main road resided a bar where the lost and forgotten would come and drink away their troubles. One of the customers of this establishment is a character that can perform a one-man show of Shakespeare and nail it.
"Hey kid, when are you gonna pay the tab, your owe me a hundred fifty six francs." Shouted the bartender to a young man with long green hair, violet eyes and a grin that could make your skin crawl.
"Alright pops, ill pay ya tomorrow." Said Envy, grabbing its coat from a nearby hanger and sliding it over his shoulder.
"That's what you said the last time, and the time before that," shouted the bartender, waving a shot glass at the homunculus.
"Well ill bring it next time." Hollered Envy, slamming the door behind him. "Damn the humans in this world are sure demanding …" mumbled the shape shifter. It has been six months since Envy's arrival to the other side of the gate, and to his unfortunate surprise he could no longer transform and so was stuck in his usual devilish form. "Fuck. If I can figure out how to get back to the other side of the gate, then maybe I can find those bastard's sons, yeah that will certainly make my day."
After Envy made this statement, it heard a rustling noise from down the ally. It felt a pair of eyes drilling into the back of its skull with painful precision and for the first time in its life, Envy felt his nerves shakend. "Hey bud, can I help you with anything?" Said Envy, tuning around to see its pursuer. In front of it was a tall being, wrapped in an overcoat and discarded rags and cloth that covered its face. All that could be seen was a set of glowing red eyes that give the devil a run for his money. "Hey pal I'm talking to you!"
"Did you say that you were from the other side of the gate?" Said a dark and dreadful voice from underneath the bandages. Envy stood there, frozen to the spot, thoughts racing through its twisted mind. How does he know about the gate? Is he from my world? Could he be a homunculus like me?
"Hey who do you think you are anyway!" Shouted Envy, trying its best not to show any intimidation to this masked stranger.
"Well homunculus, if you want to go back…" said the cloaked figure, walking its way towards a wide-eyed Envy.
"Wait a minute, how do you know I'm a homunculus?" Shouted a now panicked Envy.
"Simple," said the stranger, clapping his hands. "I'm an alchemist, and I wish to return home." And with those words, the man thrusted his right hand into Envy's chest. The homunculus felt like it was being dissolve from the inside out as a bright light emerged from its chest and revealed what was happening to him. It was being transformed into the gate.
Central City 1915Ringring Ringring. Ringring Ringring.
"mmmmm what now…" grumbled Mustang, slowly opening his eye to see what time it was. He groaned when he saw it was around three o'clock in the morning. He reached over for the phone to answer whoever would call so "goddamn" late at night.
Ringring Ringri-
"Yeah what is it…?"Mumbled Mustang as he rubbed his one good eye. Havoc was on the other line; his voice was full of panic and haste.
"Roy! You have to come down here quick! On the corner of Madison and Sykes are what appears to be the remains of two people who were broken down, just like what Scar did." Mustang was no longer tired; he knew that something was amiss, especially since Scar was dead.
"Okay Havoc, I'll be down there as soon as I can." Finished Mustang, hanging up the phone and reaching for his eye patch. There was a rustling noise next to him, Mustang moved his head slightly to gaze upon the figure of Riza Hawkeye, sound asleep with a peaceful expression on her face. He moved his fingers through her golden hair, whispering softly into her ear. "Don't worry, I'll be back soon."
"This better be important Havoc, this is the time when I sleep. " Said a frustrated general, walking along side his subordinates to the scene that was taped off to the public.
"Tell me about it" yawned Breda, "so what's the big deal dragging us all down here?"
"Apparently, the residents of these homes reported a flash of light. According to a Mrs. Julia Hoven, a Mr. James Hoven and his son Michael both went to investigate. She heard a scream from both, looked out the window and saw the outline of a tall figure wrapped in rags and sporting some kind of coat hunched over these two piles." Said Havoc, gesturing to two separate piles of what appeared to be charred human remains. Mustang crouched down to look closely at the remains, to see if this was indeed Scar's work, some copycat, or a new threat to the people of the state.
"Well I can tell you this." Said Mustang, getting up and looking at Havoc, "This is defiantly not Scars work, its someone who knows how to dismember a body in an entirely different method."
"How can you tell?" asked Furey, cautious gazing at the remains as if they were to come alive and attack them.
"Because these remains are missing vital elements that are needed in order for a human, or any living creature to survive."
"Are you saying we are dealing with a vampire alchemist?" joked Breda, but took on a serious face after seeing Mustang's grim expression.
"No, I don't know what we are facing. But I have a feeling that this is going to get messy."
Well that's the first chapter of Return of Arcane. There are a lot of questions out there as to what is going on. Like, what happened to Envy? Why is there an alchemist in our world that can perform alchemy? Are Mustang and Hawkeye really together? And how do the Elric brothers fall into all of this? All will be answered in due time. Anyway I'm and "author-in-training" and your opinions are very much appreciated, but please no flaming. Thank you.