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Edit: 4-27-20. Some minor text changes.
Prologue: a Change in Destiny
Edward Elric was not happy. The golden haired teenager sighed and gripped his face with his hands. Why did the philosopher's stone have to be a dead end? Why did it have to require. . . He shuddered, the feeling of frustration and dread wracking his whole body. Now we have to somehow find an alternative. We might never find one, but if we give up now, I won't ever be able to get Al's body back-
"Brother, what's wrong?" Al's voice snapped Ed from his thoughts.
"You know perfectly well what's wrong!" Ed snapped, before immediately feeling guilty. Al is the one without a body, not you. Think about how he feels. "It's just, knowing that the entire concept of a philosopher stone is a dead end. . . That we are so many steps away from getting your body back. . . Uhg! This whole situation is so frustrating!"
Al sighed his own empty sigh. "I can't agree more."
The phone rang. Alphonse quickly got up from his place on the couch one the older of the Elric brothers showed no signs of moving.
"Hello?" The suit of armor slumped as much as armor could."Brother, the Colonel has a job for you."
"Whatever."
"He says he'll court martial you if you don't get there in thirty minutes."
. . .
Within the next thirty minutes, the door to Colonel Roy Mustang's office burst open.
"What do you mean you have a job for me!? We are looking for a new lead!" Ed burst out at Mustang in complete fury.
"It means exactly what I said it means: I am your commanding officer, and I am assigning you a job." The colonel responded with an even air unlike the fuming alchemist before him. "I would say I thought you were above asking dumb questions, Fullmetal, but I don't." He smirked. Ed's face darkened into a glare but before he could begin yelling at Mustang a metal hand clamped over his mouth and another held his whole body back from making a swing at his commanding officer. Edward promptly stopped fighting, though he made it clear he was still infuriated with the Flame Alchemist by a glare hot enough to melt an iceberg, and sharp enough to chop right though Mustang.
"What is the mission, sir?" Alphonse asked promptly. Ed looked overly insulted.
"I thought it might be interesting for you, Fullmetal, because it has to do with a banned transmutation circle." Ed's grudging glare instantly fell off his face and he shared a glance with Al. Roy continued. "Here's the paperwork, I expect you to meet me at the site tomorrow; 2 pm sharp." The Colonel handed Ed a manilla folder, who swiped it from the older man's hands.
He smirked. "Pleasant doing business with you, Fullmetal." He received another glare for his efforts.
. . .
The job site turned out to be a run down apartment that looked like where a stereotypical alcoholic would live. Dirty and low quality. The women who opened up the door was a skinny, frail looking old women. Her skin was pale, like she hadn't seen the sun in her entire life and a slight breeze looked like it could blow her over. Her eyes squinted as the sunlight hit her pupils.
"Ahhh, you must be the boys from the military. . ." She opened the door a little wider. "Come in. Your superior officer is already waiting for you." Her voice, unlike her appearance, is firm and strong.
Ed walked in, cringing at every slight squeak of the boards. Al walked just as cautiously behind. They knew it wasn't exactly a stealthy mission, but they prefered an ambush compared to barging in there, while giving an opportunity for the target to activate his circle. The woman walked behind them, without any caution at all.
Mustang sat in an armchair of the supposed 'sitting room'. His eyes briefly locked onto Ed's and Al's. "Glad to see you here, Fullmetal, Al." He turned to the woman. " Mrs. Lewis, tell me more about this incident."
"Well Colonel Mustang, It all started when he claimed he had visions. He had began mumbling underneath his breath, yelling unexpectedly about some mumbo-jumbo, he stayed in his room for extended periods of time, often with a high fever. . . I had feared he had began going insane. One day, I had gone into his room to give him some soup, to help with his fever. But. . . He was on the floor, carving an alchemical circle- he didn't even see me. When he was done he immediately collapsed. I took a few pictures. He woke up hours later, and I hardly even recognised, I-I think he needs to be put in an Insane Asylum. He isn't EVER himself." Mrs. Lewis had tears welling out of her eyes. "Excuse me, gentlemen. . ." She hurried out of the sitting room.
. . .
Ed kicked the door open and spotted the insane man attempting to activate the circle. After a quick scan over, it was evident it was a human transmutation.
The man certainly was muttering under his breath.
"I need change. . . . Change . . . A new life . . ."
"Sir! Stop!" Al appeared beside me.
"No time." Ed darted forward and punched him on the side of the head, with his left fist. But he couldn't even delay the inevitable. The insane man's hands slapped the ground and light glowed beneath Ed and he didn't hear Al yell his name, or even see him reaching his own hand over the circle in an attempt to reach him. All he saw was the golden light underneath his right foot. His eyes widened.
"A new. . . Chance" The man giggled maniacally.
The light turned an eerie red and Mustang stood watching helplessly at the door. Pitch black, shadowed hands grabbed and seemingly pulled Ed apart, atom by atom. Hands reached out and took the insane man. They reached into Al's armour and emerged with a small, red sphere. Al's soul. Then they were sucked into an eye and their broken pieces disappeared.
Roy Mustang cursed.
. . .
Deep in a white abyss, there was a large black door called the gate. The white figure known as Truth, floated in front of Edward.
"Hello Mr. Al-che-mist. The price has been paid for two. Know that you won't be able to come back." Ed was hardly even absorbing the knowledge; he had just woken up from the trip.
Truth giggled. Another adventure of the Elric brother's to entertain them. Truth's job does get boring, and the Elric's always have a way of spicing it up.
Hands reached out and took Ed and pulled him through the gate.
. . .
In a far away place, an eevee opened his golden eyes. This eevee was golden, unlike the usual rusty brown color. Ed looked around. He looked down to see if he had any injuries, but was shocked at what he saw. He had two paws. Like a fox paw, his mind supplied. He looked at his neck only to see a light, red, scarf like mane cover it. The golden eevee turned his head to see his back, which was covered in golden fur as well, and he also caught sight of a bushy tail. The tail was also a golden color, with a red tip. The Elric brother looked down to see his legs and caught the same sight as the front.
That was when the eevee that sat across from him woke up. Unlike Ed, he was a silver color and when he opened his eyes they were red. Ed examined them closely. They reminded him of Al's eyes when he is in the armour. . .
"Al?"
The other eevee stared wide eyed at Ed. "Ed? Why are you an animal . . ?" But the golden eevee wasn't paying attention.
"Al! You have a body! It isn't the same, but you have one! How could one transmutation circle do this? What was the price?"
"What do you mean not the same?" Al squeaked out.
Ed stopped. "You look like me, except you are silver with red eyes instead of gold." He looked around. "I guess we aren't in that dirty apartment now. . ." The Elric brothers observed the forest around them. The trees were tall and they don't look like a familiar breed.
"I don't think we are in Ametris anymore either, or even our world. . ."
"Truth." Ed left a trail of curses after the name, even throwing in some foul ones he made up from the top of his head.
"Brother. We are in a different world, with different bodies. Now is not the time to be spending your time cursing Truth. We should be finding food, shelter, and water." Al's voice was commanding, as it got when Ed was being stupid or silly, and they needed to focus. And with that, they split up to find necessities of life.
. . .
"Hey, Ed. I found something." Ed turned to see his brother walking toward him with a piece of paper in his mouth. He opened it and read aloud:
"'To Alchemist brothers,
'I sent you to the world of pokemon, where the animals are sentient beings with powerful moves and abilities. There are 18 types each one has its own weakness.' Truth put a type matchup chart inside the paper. 'You are an Eevee, a normal type pokemon, known for their species evolution capabilities of evolving into eight different types. Evolution in this world, is a quick process of gaining a stronger form, if the correct conditions are met. Each move has its own typing, power, and additional effects. Pokemon are often caught by trainers using something called a pokeball. Trainers train their pokemon to be stronger and to be used in competitive pokemon battling, where the pokemon fight until they faint. Before you go on a quest to liberate all pokemon, many pokemon enjoy battling with their trainers. If you are wondering why I sent this to you. . . I lost a bet to the 'Truth' of the pokemon world.'
"That's it, brother." Al looked up from the note.
"Figures Truth would gamble with our lives, that ba-" The elder brother wondered, looking down.
Al opened his mouth (muzzle?), but before he could even begin to respond, he was interrupted by the sudden rustling of nearby bushes. Immediately on guard, the two brothers backed up from the foliage, hackles rising.
A pair of glowing eyes emerged. It was a snake like creature and easily towered over the pair of eevees. A tail with a sharp looking end swished behind it.
Seviper, the fang snake pokemon. It is known to sharpen its sword like tail on hard rocks. Usually living in plains, they hide in tall grass and strikes unwary prey with venomous fangs. They have a long lasting feud with Zangoose. Seviper is a poison type that does not evolve.
Al almost cried in pain from the sudden and unexpected headache that came with the new information.
The seviper crooned before hissing in a strange manner. A chuckle? Yes, that's what that was. "Maybe I should venture into the foressst more often if it holdsss thisss much easssy prey." Then he lunged.
Yelping, Al ducked to the right, while Ed dodged to the left. They locked eyes, then they ran. Seviper live in plains, where there wouldn't be many obstacles for them to maneuver around. So hopefully there would be enough stuff to slow down the snake enough to let them escape.
With a thud the seviper landed, before quickly giving chase to his prey.
The forest blurred in Al's peripheral vision, a testament to how fast they were running. Weaving around a tree, the silver eevee then slid under a fallen log, his brother right beside him. Snakes couldn't exactly jump very well, and the log was two close to the ground for the snake to go under.
Leading the giant snake to barrel into it. Thankfully, it didn't start rolling, as it was lodged in between two strong looking trees.
Ed and Al shared a look, before laughing. Neither one had expected the snake to fall for a cheap trick like that, but it worked and they were in the clear.
Now all that was left to do was survive
. . .
Ed woke up with a yawn and stretched his back out like a cat, before shaking. The Elric brothers had been trying to use pokemon moves, by battling each other, and they found out they can use quick attack, tackle, sand attack, tail whip, and baby-doll eyes. Ed, however, also knew a move called leer, but Al didn't, so they guessed it was because he perfected the art of glaring.
Murmurs and footsteps reached the eevee's ears, and drifted inside their cave- by cave they meant shallow indention in the rock- waking up Al. "Now class, we have to be very quiet in order to catch a pokemon, and not scare it away. Remember, don't let your hits faint it, or the pokeball might not work properly. Keep in mind the strength and typing of your moves. Now go and find your pokemon." A female teacher was the source and there seemed to be about fifteen kids.
"What is it, brother?" Al sleepily, and loudly asked. Ed froze. They certainly heard that.
"Be quiet!" Ed ran to Al and slapped a paw over his mouth.
Al immediately stiffened, mind flashing back to the multiple times they were attacked by wild pokemon looking for a snack, trying to steal their den, fighting over the berries they found. Even when trainers tried to catch them.
But it was too late. A child, about ten years old, peeked out around a bush, and spotted the two Eevees. His face lit up in excitement.
"Wow! Two Eevees, what a rare find. And they're both strangely colored!" The boy whispered to himself. Ed growled in annoyance. Of course they were a rare pokemon. And a weird color.
The boy took out a sphere. The top was red, and the bottom was white. There was a button in the center. He clicked it once, and it expanded, then he tossed it and a white light burst from it. "Go Machop!" A gray-blue humanoid creature appeared before the brothers, and a migraine hit both of their heads as information was downloaded into their brain.
Machop the Superpower Pokemon. Very powerful in spite of its small size, its mastery of many types of martial arts makes it very tough. Machop is a fighting type and has a chain of three evolutions, including itself. Of course we had to deal with a fighting type. Fan-freaking-tastic. Ed had a scowl etched on his face and Al looked done with the whole situation.
"Let's get out of here, I don't want to fight anyone, yet." Al said.
Ed and Al started walking away, but the Machop didn't let them leave. "No! Don't leave. My honor is at stake!" His trainer ordered him to use rockthrow. He picked up one and threw it. The rock landed in front of the two. The brothers sighed.
"I guess we have to fight them." Ed turned around suddenly and flung sand at the Machop's eyes, while Al used baby-doll eyes. With his accuracy and attack lowered, Ed burst forward with a quick attack, while Al went for a tackle. They hit before jumping back to avoid a retaliation.
"Hey, Laura! I found two pokemon!" Their opponent called for help and a girl came.
"Go! Zigzagoon!" Zigzagoon is a raccoon-like, quadruped Pokémon with bristly, zigzag-patterned fur. It has stripes formed by alternating layers of cream and brown fur. "We'll do it together!"
. . .
The Eevees were winning the battle, until Laura figured out a pattern. "Hey, Robby. I noticed everytime we attack, they either dodge it, or deflect it. And the golden one likes to protect the silver one." Laura lowered her voice to a whisper. "So here's the plan. First we have to team up on the silver, but the gold will fall into our trap. We will cornner them in the small cave. First we'll capture the gold, then the silver. Even if the gold doesn't catch we'll capture silver first, then gold."
Robby nodded. "Good. Alright machop, you heard her. Let's go!" Both trainers and their pokemon rushed forward. They chased the two eevees into the nearby cave, and effectively cornered them. "Machop, use karate chop! Aim for the silver."
"Zigzagoon use tail whip!" Being the faster one, zigzagoon lowered their defenses before machop struck, however, the golden jumped in front of the silver, and attempted to block it with a metal claw. But missed. And was hit in the face by a super effective fighting type move, becoming a critical hit. Add the momentum equals, ouch. The golden eevee weakly stood back up and laid a glare on the Machop, instead rushing at the zigzagoon. Golden stumbled.
"Zigzagoon use false swipe." The pokemon 's paw was enveloped in a white light and successfully hit the golden eevee. The eevee collapsed to the ground. Laura took out a luxury ball. "Go pokeball!" She threw the pokeball and it tapped Him on the head before sucking gold in. It shacked once. Twice. Three times, before it clicked confirming capture.
The silver eevee didn't even bother fighting back. After the young trainers saw the defeated look on silver's face, they spared the eevee from the pain. Robby walked forward and tapped a luxury ball on the eevee's head. The ball didn't even shake; it clicked shut without complaint.
AN: Next chapter should be out in two weeks. Tell me what you like about this chapter. If you think both of them being eevees is a bit cliche, sorry, it'll get better.
Also, I have a poll on my page asking on what your opinion on what eeveelution Ed should be. At least it should be there.
If any of you are wondering about Al, I have that figured out.