Edward swung his State certified pocket watch by the chain letting it make several full loops before he let it fall slack on the chain. Alphonse seemed to understand Edward's boredom. He turned his attention from the book he was reading to his brother, who had once again reasumed swinging his watch.

"Brother?" Alphonse said, a question begining to form in his throat, which to be fair wasn't really a throat. It was more of an imaginary throat.

"Huh?" Edward said as his only answer.

"Brother," Alponse repeated. "What are you thinking about?"

"Me?" Edward asked, a little out of it.

Alphonse nodded.

"I'm not thinking about anything. That's the problem. I'm freaking bored!" Edward said semi-anrgyly, swinging his watch and letting a small sigh escape from between his lips. Again, he let the watch fall slack against the chain. The watch spun, catching some of the sunlight from outside the window.

"How could you already be bored? We haven't even been on the train for an hour."

Edward groaned after hearing that. He had already asumed that it hadn't been too long since they had boarded the train. He really hadn't been paying much attention to the time, despite the fact that he had been staying at a watch. But he had hoped, more than asumed, that more time had passed.

"If it weren't for that stupid idiot Colonel we wouldn't have had to go on this mission in the first place."

"Well, Brother, if you are so tired than why not try to sleep on the way back to Central?" Alphonse said trying to be helpful.

"I never said I was tired, I said I was bored." Edward replied, placing his silver watch in his pocket.

"Okay, Brother, if you are so bored," Alphonse put heavy emphasis on the word. "Than why don't you take a nap? It will help pass the time."

"I'm not tired," Edward said 'super convincingly', especially when he yawned right after.

"Oh? You're not tired?" Alphonse started saying, giggling as his brother's ears turned red.

Edward cursed under his breath at his stupid mouth for letting the yawn escape. To be honest he actually was tired. The mission they were returning from, however small, still took a lot out of the blonalchemist.

"I'm not tired, but if to make you happy I'll take a sho- a non lengthy nap." Edward said, correcting himself before he could say that cursed word.

Edward closed his eyes for just a moment, letting his eye lids rest. Edward's eyes flashed back open when he heard a clang and felt his head flop against Alphonse's metal arm.

"Oh, sorry, Al." Edward muttered, trying to stifle another yawn that came upon him. "I guess I should lie down on the other bench to sleep."

Edward stood up, moving to the bench oppisite Alphonse. He dropped onto it heavily, laying down and closing his eyes. It didn't take long at all before Edward had given into sleep and was dragged into the warm bliss of rest.

Alphonse would have smiled if he could. It was funny to see his older brother melt into sleep so quickly. It was even more funny, though, mostly because only minutes before he had stated that he wasn't tired at all. Alphonse peeled his gaze from his sleeping brother and returned it to the book he had been reading.

Edward's eyes flashed open. He woke to the sounds of screaching breaks, screaming people, and the suport under his back moving and tipping.

Ed shot his head in all directions, trying to take in his suroundings.

What was happening?

People were being thrown about the car, screaming as the train car came dangerously close to tipping. Edward tried to steady himself, unfortunately for Edward it didn't work well and his face smacked the window causing it to shatter into a hundred pieces several of which sliced and scratched Edward's cheeks.

"Brother!" Edward heard Alphonse scream as his eyes lost focus, and he was thrown back into uncontiousness.

Alphonse was nearing the end of the book he had been reading when the train car jolted. There was the horrible sound of screeching brakes and people screaming as the train derailed and was sent into the field they were crossing.

Edward had woken up in all the confusion, looking horrified and down right confused as the world seemed to be tipping. Alphonse could see that Edward was trying to right himself, but Alphonse could also see that it didn't really work. Another jolt of the car sent the train closer to the impending fate of tipping. It also pitched Edward forward, causing his head to collide with a window shattering the glass and cutting up his face.

"Brother!" Alphonse screamed as he reached out and grabbed his brother, pulling him into his embrace.

The car finally flipped on its side skidding along for a good distance before coming to a halt.

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Edward was still in Alphonse's arms when the train finally stopped. The noise also seemed to die down too, with several people uncontious and some others who had fallen into a sleep they wouldn't ever wake up from.

The people in the over turned car began to stir and pull themselves to their feet.

A wail of agony echoed through the car. It was followed by heart shattering sob that originated from a young man bent over the limp, lifeless body of a beautiful young woman.

Alphonse felt the need to look away, as if he was imposing on the man's grief by watching him hold the woman in his arms, anyways he had his brother to worry about as well. He would be a safe distraction from the pain surrounding him.

As if summoned by Alphonse's thoughts, Edward scrunched his eyes tighter and let his eyes flutter open.

"Mmmmmmmm," Edward clutched his throbing head. He looked up. His younger brother was holding him close to the boy's armour chest plate.

"Al? What happened?" Edward rasped, genuenly confused and in pain.

"Brother!" Edward winced at the headache Alphonse's shout caused. "You're okay! I'm so happy!" Alphonse pulled Edward into a hug that rivaled only Major Armstrong's hugs.

"Ahhgck, ow! Ow! Ow! Al! Ow! I think I may have bruised some of my ribs."

Edward took in a shaky breath as Alphonse let him back down again. He looked around at the damage surounding him and his brother. His thoughts instantly returned to the moment his head hit the window.

"H-how did this happen?" Edward asked, horrified as he looked at the people huddled together and comforting and greiving.

"I don't know." Alphonse answered in a quiet respectful voice, as to not disturb those who cried around him. "I think I know the basics, maybe, something must have happened up at the engine that caused the train to flip on its side, which must be why the train was derailed in the first place."

Alphonse just looked at his brother as if he was waiting for Edward to comment on his theory.

"You're probably right," Edward muttered, as if contimplating what to do in this situation.

"I guess I should check out the cars closest to the engine and the engine itself." Edward thought aloud. "Especialy because I'm a State Alchemist. Urgh, sometimes being in the military sucks."

"Okay, Brother, let's go," Alphonse said as he stood up.

"Actually, Al, you should stay here and help the people in this car move back towards the end of the train." Edward said, gesturing to the people in the train car. "Anyways, what could possibly go wrong that hasn't already happened?"

"Well, I guess so," Alphonse began quietly.

"Great." Edward said as he turned around and started for the door wincing a little at his bruised ribs and aching head.

"Be careful, Brother!" Alphonse called after him. Edward turned and gave his brother a sly smile.

"Of course."

The engineer could feel the pipes, that had fallen when the train flipped, pressing against him. Trapping him. He had a vague memory of what just happened.

CLANG!!

The sound of cursing near his feet roused him from his stupor. The memories all came flooding back. He began wrestling with the pipes pinning his body as memories of the other engineer messing with the brakes and valves flashed right behind his eyes.

CLANG!! CRASH!!

A few of the pipes came loose and crashed against the wall, which was now the support that held the engineer.

"Tobias?" The second engineer asked as the ringing noise died down. "I had hoped you'd died, so that you wouldn't have to see me do this, and so that you wouldn't have to know what was to happen."

Tobias took in a hard, shaky breath. "Wh-why did you do i-it? W-why did you crash the t-train?" The words barily came out as a rasp.

"You wouldn't understand!" The man hissed. "They took everything from me, and now I have the chance to take something from them."

Who? Tobias wanted ask, but before he could his voice failed him.

The man seemed to have finished showing Tobias any notice

and returned to the task he had chosen for himself. From Tobias's vantage point, under a collection of pipes, nothing seemed clear; he had no idea what the man was doing to the engine, only that he was doing something.

"They took everything." the man muttered under his breath. Once again Tobias longed to call out and ask the man 'Who? Who took everything?' but his voice refused to be used.

A thin terrified rasp finally escaped from the traped engineer. "W-who took e-everything from y-you?"

The man looked away from his task with a seemingly confused look. "The State! Who else? They take everything!" In a bout of frustration the second engineer punched the closest soild object, in his case it was the roof of the engine, which at the moment was playing the role of a wall. "My son, my only son joined that damn millitary. He tried to convince us that he would be fine. That his job was at a desk so he wasn't in any danger. He had already gone through the required training, but now that he was leaving for good it was harder to let him go." The man paused as if remembering something painful from his past, that he would rather not relive. "T-three months later w-we receved the news no parent ever wants to hear, It broke my wife." There was another pause from the man. "She d-died." During the recollection of this man's story he had had his back facing Tobias, but now as he aproching the end of his tale he turned and faced Tobias. "And I'm going to make the Millitary pay!" those last words were said with a sharp biting force that made Tobias flinch away.

"And I know just how to do it," The words escaped his mouth in a smooth, cold way. "I'm going to kill one of their precious State alchemists."

(A\N): So this is my first ever fanfic that someone else has read. So proud of my stupid self right now! I have more to write and will update soon. I don't know when exactly, but hopefully sometime next week. I can't be sure though, school is trying to kill me, and to be honest it is succeding.

I guess disclaimers should be at the top but I want to just do this, this time.

I love fullmetal alchemist with all my heart, (you can tell I don't have any friends) but it is not mine. Not even close! BUT A GIRL CAN STILL WISH!!!