Transmute my Heart-
A/N: I updated! Terribly sorry if there are a lot of spelling mistakes. I spell check my stories honest, but it doesn't always work. Anyway, I still do not own FMA.
Chapter 2-
The lanterns one by one began to flicker as the wind blew the flames out. . The only lantern that was still flickering was next to a bench just in front of the familiar hill. But that light soon flickered out also leaving the cobble stone streets dim with almost nothing to iluminate them with. Now all that guided Roy was the silver moon light As the low incline came to an end and the cemetery came into view.
He would normally come out here in the middle of the night when he needed a talk with his closest friend, and recently the one-sided conversations had been about a certain short alchemist that visited his office every day. As Meas' grave came into view he noticed something was different.
The wilted flowers Roy had left a week ago were no longer in the metal vase but were replaced by a bouquet of bright yellow dandelions and ferns that looked like they had been picked that day. If the flowers had been left by Sheska or Gracia the flowers would have been professionally arranged.
At the moment Roy could no think of anyone who would have left the cheep flowers. Pushing it aside, Roy decided to get back to business. Leaning his back up against the smooth stone, Roy got as comfortable as he possibly could before taking a deep breath and sighing.
"I don't know what to do Meas, I can't keep my feelings bottled up like this forever, I love Ed and I don't think I can live another day knowing that I haven't told him my feelings."
God, Roy missed Meas. Before the tragedy Meas used to be his out let for letting out his emotions and feelings for Ed. Even though Meas did not approve of the awkward love he still gave Roy advice.
"Uuuuuuuggggggghhhhh," Roy nearly jumped out of his pants when the pained moan echoed through the cemetery. Roy's imagination was the first to kick in.
"Oh my god, zombies!" Looking back and forth quickly Roy checked the premises to see if an undead army was on there way for him at that moment. Roy realized what he was saying and chuckled to himself,
"I really need to get more sleep," Passing the moan off as his over tired mind's imagination, Roy was ready to continue his conversation with Meas. But before Roy could get a word in another moan was herd followed by a cough.
'Now that was not my imagination' Roy thought getting up from his "comfy" seat against the grave stone to look for whatever had made the noise. He walked the perimeter of the grave yard and began weaving in and out of the graves letting his eyes scan the cemetery with the little amount of moonlight that lit up the area.
Roy was so intent on finding what had made the noise that he forgot to watch his feet. The next step he took was not onto the muddy grass covered ground, but into thin air. Waiving his arms frantically Roy tried to catch his balance but failed miserably, falling into the whole with a yelp.
Roy pushed himself off the cement luckily unscathed. It was too dark to see anything except for the moon lit whole that was directly above him. Luckily enough Roy always carried his special white gloves he used to incinerate his opponents with. Taking them out of his sweat pants pocket, he slid them on his hands with ease before snapping his fingers and creating a small flame that was flickering just bright enough to light the room.
Lifting his hand higher let him see the transmutation circles drawn all over the walls and ceiling. These looked like transmutation circle similar to the ones found in tuckers lab.
"This must be where all the chimeras are coming form!" Roy announced to no one in particular. "I just solved one of the biggest problems the military has been dealing with," Roy mused "Do I smell a promotion?"
"Ugggggghhhhh" Not only did Roy jump out of his pants but he also left his boxers behind with them. Twirling around on his heals; Roy scanned the rest of the room he had not noticed, only to see a figure laying on the ground.
Cautiously Roy walked closer to the suspicious person lying on the ground, half expecting it to jump up and attack him. The small body strewn on the ground was bloody and beat up. Roy winced as he scanned the body with his onyx eyes.
The pair of black boots the boy was wearing were ripped up, and jagged clawed feet, similar to those of a bat, poked through the toe of the shoe. Sharp nails that were at least an inch think grew out of barely human hands. And instead of rounded, the tips of his ears were pointed and a bit larger than usual. Cuts scared his pale face that was framed with golden whisks of hair tied back in a braid. Realization dawned on Roy
"Oh God, Edward!" Roy hurried toward his injured subordinate.
A/N: sorry it was so short but I was righting this very quickly in the middle of the night. I've been very busy and had to rite it at like 1 in the morning but I also have to sleep. I'll update sooner with a longer chappy if I get a lot of reviews…
