Beyond Fullmetal

Chapter 4: The Dirty Half-Dozen

A Fullmetal Alchemist/Batman Beyond crossover

By: Legato Deathscythe

Amestris - Eastern Headquarters – Refugee Relief Camp Five

"Dr. Elric?"

Dr. Alphonse Elric looked up for the child he was bandaging up in the make shift hospital. When the attacks had started he hadn't hesitated to go where he was needed. Winry would have done the same thing he told himself. He missed his wife deeply, but fate had separated them. She rested now next their parents, the victim of time and age. She was technically five years older then him, it wasn't a shock when her heart started giving her problems. All Al was thankful for was that she went peacefully in her sleep.

He looked out at the refugees all seeking safety as he walked towards the nurse who had called out to him. He had never really understood his brother's decision to stay with the military after returning from that other world. It had strained their relationship, but never broke it. Edward always seemed to be determined to keep their world safe. Al knew Ed didn't believe in predestination. Still, seeing what was happening and he suffering around him he couldn't help but wonder if Ed had known. If somehow, even in his older brother couldn't see the future that his keen intellect had told him this day would come. If that was the case, then Al felt sorry for not having been more supportive.

Al went to the nurse and asked, "Yes Meredith?"

"We just got word, Southern Headquarters is sending another fifty critically injured here to get them better treatment. Colonel Chamberlain wanted us to be ready for that and an influx of several more in need of basic care," Meredith said.

Al sighed, "Alright, make sure we have enough supplies and requisition what we need. Also see if you can get us some more manpower in here. We're going to need some help."

A scream from the far side of the tent they were in drew their attention. Al ran straight for the opening and looked out. Over the city were no less then three of the strange ships that had been attacking. He could see the Amestris Air Force already scrambling and going through the air to face the invaders. When he saw the ships begin to land troops he set himself and pull out the gloves he had used when searching for Ed.

He ran to defend the refugees, his position as an accomplished combatant known to most everyone. Even at fifty-five he was still in fairly good shape. Even if he wasn't he would defend these people to the last. He clapped his hands and sent the earth rumbling towards a group heading for them. Several more alchemists, war veterans, soldiers came running to join the fight. Al didn't shy away from the physical combat. He threw up barriers to protect his comrades from the almost sickeningly precise weapons these invaders used. Energy based, more accurate then Amestrian bullets, and capable of cutting through stone. Still, it was they best they had.

Al looked out as he blocked a punch and saw a face he had only heard about come straight for him purposefully. The man was grinning, enjoying the bloodshed around him. Even though Al couldn't remember his encounters before, he had seen a picture of the Crimson Alchemist. He knew that man was dead. But that didn't stop the dread in his heart as he saw the man stick a knife into one of the defenders then shove him back into a group of soldiers. The knife had a bomb in the handle, and easily killed five more men.

Edward had told him there were doubles of people from Amestris on the other side. He just hoped that he'd never have to see a face like that. Al felt his blood run cold as he heard one of the attackers say, "General Kimbley, behind you."

Al just continued fighting, one thought in his mind, "Where ever you are brother please, hurry."

–

Edward was not happy. He was terrified, furious, and wired all at the same time. He reread the communique from Central a third time and felt his fist clench. It was simple, yet very informative. It read, "Eastern Headquarters attacked. Death toll in the millions. Several Alchemists unaccounted for. Reports of the Crimson Alchemist appearing in the battle, unconfirmed. Contact ASAP."

Edward called Elysia and Trish over before making the call. He know Al had gone to help the relief efforts at Eastern Headquarters. He didn't know how he would break the news to his niece, but the best thing was to at least find out if there was something to worry about. Even then, it would be best for his second and third in command to hear the update. He gave the order to have it sent through to the office they had been using for their secure communications and then had everyone leave the room.

When the connection was made Edward saw a familiar face on the screen, "General Mustang, I thought you retired."

General Riza Mustang shook her head, "With the attacks everyone with experience is being called back. I'm not capable on the ground anymore but myself and a few others can at least help out in advisory capacities."

"What's the word?"

"Not good. The enemy has destroyed Liore and Ishbal. We can confirm two more stones being created."

Edward gritted his teeth. He had worked long and hard to get Central to give he Ishbalans back their homeland. To see it destroyed now for the very same reason it had before hurt, "And Eastern Headquarters?"

Riza didn't hold back, "They attacked Eastern directly. No attempt to create any stones, just mass slaughter. Several of our alchemists are confirmed dead. Several more are unaccounted for, but reports from the survivors who managed to get out said many were taken prisoner. Edward, Alphonse was one of the Alchemists unaccounted for."

He heard Trish barely hold in a gasp of shock. His face hardened as he asked, "The message from Central mentioned that the Crimson Alchemist was sighted."

"Correct, though we don't understand it. Zolf Kimbley died in Liore forty-five years ago, it can't be accurate," Riza said.

Edward shook his head, "Yes, it can. It's just not the Kimbley we knew. For everyone over there there is a counterpart over here. I figured originally they lived around the same time though, I guess I was wrong about that. Don't write off any reports like that, trust me."

Riza nodded, but a hand appeared momentarily and handed her a sheet of paper. After reading it she said, "We just got word, Resembool is under attack right now as well. Xing is trying to get troops into the area to counter but it's not looking good. It seems the enemy is focusing their efforts on Amestris. Southern Headquarters is reporting Dublith has been evacuated due to the fear of attack. We don't have enough troops to hold them back much longer Fullmetal."

Edward closed his eyes as he thought. His mind however knew what was going on. They didn't have the manpower to hold both Amestris and assault Ra's in this world. He made his decision, "Recall all our off world forces. Have them destroy the gateways as they leave. I'll remain here with General Hughes and Col. Elric."

Riza looked concerned, "You aren't going to be able to take out the enemy all on your own, Edward."

Edward just replied, "I don't plan to. I can get the job done using assets in this world. Right now the men are needed there."

Riza nodded, accepting his decision, "Good Luck, Fullmetal. Roy sends his regards."

Edward frowned as the transmission ended. He knew what Riza was really saying at the end. Roy Mustang had lost a lot due to his stubborn recklessness. He had almost lost Riza many times because of it. It was only because of Edward's prodding that Roy had finally told Riza how he felt. He had even gone as far as to retire from the service, his time of usefulness coming to a close. Edward wondered if it was because Roy felt someone capable was around to take up his cause that he had finally relented.

Riza was warning him about putting himself in danger and going in without backup. He turned to his fellow officers and said, "We need to get this done. Assemble the men, I'll brief them on what's happening. Once that's done and the last one is through the gateway we will secure this location and head back to Wayne Manor. He's got everything we need to finish this."

Elysia had one question, "How are we going to plan the attack then? We aren't going to have any reinforcements from Amestris."

Edward just said, "I have a plan."

--

Terry had spoken with Max and Barbara about his problem. Max was as supportive as he had expected. Barbara understood as well. She knew the threat Ed had come about, even if she didn't know the specifics. In a way it was a step up from how Bruce had handled the life. Hell, she hadn't even told Sam about her time as Batgirl. She hoped that this may at least give the kid the support he'd need long term. One way or the other that life would cause him some trauma, and having family and friends in the loop would help a lot.

They had both agreed to be there when he and Bruce told the others the truth. Max would come over with Dana, while Barb would be waiting for them in the cave with Bruce. Both knew this would be difficult. Neither expected it to be easy or anything like that. Terry was nervous, but he would make it through this. He just hoped it was all in one piece. His mom had shown up with Matt, and Dana and Max shortly after. Max tossed him a supportive look and smiled as the group went to the clock in the study.

"Terry, where's Mr. Wayne?" Mary asked.

Terry didn't answer, he just turned the minute hand of the grandfather clock to twelve. The clock opened up, startling all four of his guests. Max had known he was Batman, but she didn't know more then that. Terry lead them down the steps to where Bruce and Barbara were waiting. Matt picked up on what was going on as soon as he saw the display cases.

"Shway! This is..." his excitement preventing him from finishing the sentence.

Mary and Dana both picked up on what was happening Dana held a hand over her mouth as Mary's eyes widened. Bruce stood form his chair as Terry said, "It's about time I told you guys a few things. I know you're going to have questions, lots of them. Just let me finish first. A lots happened, and a lot is going to happen in the near future. You guys have a right to know."

Terry didn't spare them any details. He told them everything, from the night his father had been murdered and he had discovered Wayne's secret to when he went after Powers. He told them how the virus Warren McGinnis had died learning about resulted in Powers becoming the radioactive monster that was Blight. The night where he almost sacrificed his life for the good of Gotham to stop Shriek. Mary looked very angry when he went into detail about Matt's kidnapping by the Stalker. He even told them the story behind Joker's return.

When he finished, Bruce told them why he had started in the first place. Everything he had taught himself and been through. Why he had started his mission. The way it seemed everyone who joined did so against his wishes. Barbara even told them why she had first put on a cape. How she first started to take care of the smaller crimes Bruce was unable to catch.

It was a harrowing baring of souls for the three. In some way talking about what they had done and how their lives had been affected helped alleviate some long held burdens. Dana didn't say anything when they finished. She just looked at Terry and then walked up and wrapped her arms around him. Terry took it as a positive sign and returned the embrace. Matt was awed and amazed, while Max finally felt she had a real idea of what her best friend had taken on.

Mary just seemed stunned. He voice was shaking as she asked, "Why? Why tell us all of this now?"

Terry was about to answer when another voice interrupted, "Because things are about to get much worse, Mrs. McGinnis."

Edward, Trish, and Elysia all walked down the stairway to the cave. The expressions on their faces were grim. Bruce didn't like the look in Edward's eyes. It looked exactly like that night he had returned back to Amestris. Edward walked straight in and said, "I'm sorry to interrupt what should be a private moment for all of you. Unfortunately time is not on our side."

Mary asked, "Who are you?"

"Edward Elric," he answered.

Max picked up on the name almost immediately, "Wait, like Iris Elric?"

Edward turned his attention to the pink haired girl and nodded, "That would be my granddaughter."

Edward didn't let anyone ask any other questions, "I know, I don't look like I'm old enough but I am in fact sixty-one years old. I would go into detail, but we are running out of time."

"What happened?" Bruce asked, his voice all business.

"We lost Liore and Ishbal. Central confirms two more Philosopher's Stones created. That's not the worst news though," Edward said, walking over to the main computer. He started the system on a search for someone then turned back to Bruce, "They've changed tactics. East City and Eastern Headquarters were attacked by ground forces. Reports on the ground are putting the death toll in the millions right now. They've also taken several Alchemists prisoner."

"How long do you think it will take him to turn or find a way to back engineer from them?" Bruce asked.

"I don't know. Many were civilians, some State. He's probably also taken a good amount of information from the Library there as well. Ra's forces have just started slaughtering towns now. We don't have as advanced weapons tech as this world does. Central recalled all our troops on this side of the Gate. All the gateways except the one here in Gotham were destroyed on withdrawal. We need those troops on Amestrian soil in order to push them back," Edward finished.

"Wait, what are you talking about?" Mary asked. Edward turned back on her, a sympathetic look on his face.

"I know you've received a major shock. I don't know what prompted these three to reveal themselves to you, but I can guess. I don't have time to go into many details but I will tell you what I can," Edward said. He proceeded to bring the others up to speed on what was happening in his world.

"All those people," Dana whispered.

"That's why we decided to tell you now," Terry said.

"If Ra's al Ghul is able to use the stones here in this world, no one will be safe. I built the caves defenses to repel an attack from a major military force. Over the years I've improved the security. In an emergency the cave can become a self sufficient bunker long term. It will literally be the safest place to be," Bruce said.

"We're going after him. The Justice League is already getting ready to stop him. We just have to find him," Terry said.

Edward shook his head, "No, I don't want the League on a first strike mission. We'll put together a strike force, and have the League as backup in case we fail."

Barbara picked up on something, "But you just said all your troops were sent back."

Edward nodded, "Yes, that is exactly what I said."

Mary seemed overloaded with information. Finding out her son was Batman, had been working for the Original Batman, had been helping Commissioner Gordon who had been Batgirl, and this. It was almost too much for her. Almost, "What can we do to help you?"

Terry was the first to speak, "Mom?"

She had a rueful smile on her face, "I should have figured it out a long time ago. With all the work you've been doing and the way you've been hiding some injuries from me I should have known. Now that I do, I can't really be upset. I'm scared I'll lose you, but you could get hurt just as badly out of that suit. Knowing what you've been doing, I'm proud of you. Your father would be too."

She pulled her eldest into and embrace while Dana stood back. Max smirked at him so the other two women didn't see. It was almost like her eyes were saying, "I told you so." Terry let out a sigh of relief as one worry was lifted from his mind. Unfortunately they had a hell of a lot more to deal with, but he would do so without fear for his friends and family.

--

Mary and Dana did what they could in the situation. Moral support was about the only thing they could give. Mary brought down some refreshments as the three worked on a plan. Trish, Elysia, and Barbara went over logistics and the other issues. Max, Dana and Matt stayed out of the way but did what they could. Edward had decided on a plan, though Bruce and Terry were worried about his idea.

"You think you can trust them?" Terry asked incredulously.

"Not a chance. We don't need to trust them though. We just have to appeal to their baser motivations," Edward said as he looked at the six pictures on the screen.

"We never confirmed Powers death but we haven't had any sightings of him since the sub went down. I can try to scan for elevated radiation sources, but if he hasn't been found by now he could be in a shielded area. Assuming he's still alive of course," Bruce said.

"We'll need him, as well as Shriek to destroy the stones. Their skills are the closest I can see having a chance of doing so without an alchemic reaction. I don't want to risk destroying them with alchemy unless we absolutely have to. Otherwise we might end up taking out half the planet," Edward said.

"Why not Superman or Green Lantern?" Terry asked.

Edward shook his head, "I want them in reserve. No reason to send in all the people who can destroy those things all at once."

Bruce nodded, "I'll see what I can turn up. Perhaps something in a sensor log might be helpful. He'd still have to come out of hiding, or have someone help him."

"Billings and Stan just got out of county, on probation," Terry said, reading one of the status reports on two others.

"Stalker might come out of hiding if he thinks he's got a fair shot at you, kid," Edward said. Terry didn't like the idea of being bait but that was possible.

"Inque was reported breaking into a chemical production plant just now. She might be your easiest first target," Bruce said.

Edward nodded at that. He straightened up and turned to look around him. His mind was in turmoil. Things were steadily getting worse, with little progress on actually finding a location. There had been no contact from Jason on a possible location, and all the tracking devices had gone dark. Ra's had done a good job hiding from them. Bruce was going to investigate some records, but wasn't holding out much hope.

Terry went to the car with Edward following. Before Edward left he turned to Bruce and said, "I was wondering if..."

"Yes," Bruce cut Edward off.

Edward smirked, "You could at least let me finish asking for the favor."

Bruce smirked at Edward, "Takes too long."

Edward smiled, "I suppose it does. I'll call Pamela and tell her to bring Iris down."

Bruce nodded and turned back to the computer, "I'll monitor you two from here."

--

"My Lord, we are ready for our first attempt," General Kimbley said to the darkness in front of him.

"Very well. Take a supply of the Red Stone and your most adept candidates. A single town should be a sufficient test of their abilities," Ra's said. He ignored the sadistic grin on Kimbley's face as his general bowed.

"Yes, my Lord," Kimbley said as he left the chamber.

–

Pamela Isley walked straight down the stairs, Iris on her heals. Iris was a little shocked to just be brought in without warning or reason until Pamela said, "Edward called, said you could use another genius scientist around here."

Barb saw her and smiled, "I'm sure that's exactly how he described you when he called."

Mary, Max, Dana, and Matt were slightly stunned by the new arrival. Elysia and Trish gave her a cautious appraisal but let the mater at hand take precedence. Pamela just walked down and hugged Barbara in greeting. It was then that Barb caught sight of the ring on Pam's left hand. She had a shocked expression on her face as she asked, "Did he...?"

Pamela smiled brightly, "Yes he did."

This drew the other girls around her as they looked at the ring Edward had given the former Rogue. The congratulations were heart felt, tough Mary felt a twinge of motherly concern with the way Dana looked at that ring. One crisis at a time.

When the gaggle finally released her she went straight for Bruce and asked, "I brought some things over from my lab. If you think they may be of any use."

Bruce nodded, "From the last update Edward got from Amestris I think we'll need all the tricks we can get. Your vines were always pretty effective at restraining large groups. We might need that."

Trish perked up at that, "Vines?"

Pamela smirked, "There's a reason I was called Poison Ivy."

"My specialty is Botanical Alchemy, it's why my codename is 'Grapevine'," Trish said.

It was then that Mary decided to ask, "Could someone explain all this talk about Alchemy to me?"

Max was curious as well, "Yea, I mean that doesn't really exist does it?"

Elysia rolled her eyes and whispered to Barbara, "Here we go."

Patricia turned on the two females and said, "It's not practiced as widely here as it is in Amestris, but it does exist. Alchemy is the basic understanding and reorganization of the make up of an object. It is a precise and applicable science, not magic."

Pamela quirked an eyebrow, "Bruce, you wouldn't happen to have somewhere that a demonstration wouldn't harm would you?"

Bruce was a little leery of this, he didn't need the cave ripped apart in a contest to see who could do the better vine tricks. He also was certain he knew who would win. Still, there was more then enough room in the training area. He let them use that, with an admonishment to actually try not to destroy anything.

As they went off he went to the radio link and said, "Edward, your niece and fiancée look to be heading for a duel of vines. Thank you."

Over the radio Edward's amusement could be heard, "I'll fix anything they break too badly when I get back."

Bruce scowled but thought of something, "It's just as well. I don't exactly have time to train everyone in how to use some of the defenses here. Pamela's vines will be more then helpful if it comes down to it. The good thing is they don't require a lot of training."

"Good point, Boss. At least this way they'll be able to defend themselves," Terry said over the link.

Bruce nodded, "You should be getting close to Inque soon. Be careful."

–

Inque didn't like this. Batman was already on her, and catching up. He hadn't even made a move to do more then chase her yet. She dropped down into the city to lose him. Her form practically splatting on the ground as she slid into the shadows. She kept sliding around as her pursuer slid down from the sky. She slid up about to strike him from behind when she heard a snap. The burst of flames forced her back.

"Interesting, I haven't seen something like this in forty-five years," a voice she didn't recognize said.

Her head whirled around, more like an eye on a stalk then anything human. The cloaked figure standing there she didn't know. Nor did she really care. She whipped out an arm, sending some spikes out at the cloaked figure. He flipped backwards quickly, dodging her attack. She growled as he flipped up on a retaining wall and crossed his legs. It was almost as if he was mocking her.

"Very interesting, I can see why Batman has you listed as a major threat," the figure said.

Inque growled, "And just who the Hell are you?"

With a dismissive wave of his right hand he said, "Call me, Fullmetal."

"Enough with the small talk, lets get to business," Batman said.

Inque spun on him ready to strike when Fullmetal said, "Not exactly the business we meant."

"Really? And why would Batman and some new guy not be trying to take me in?"

"Because we have need for your skills," Fullmetal said.

Inque threw a glance back at the masked man. Batman shrugged and said, "This is his show, I'm just the chauffeur."

"Wait, you want me to pull a job for you?" Inque asked, incredulously.

"More specifically, I need your skills at infiltration and sabotage," Fullmetal said.

"I'm listening."

"We have a situation. One that has requires me to reach out. You will of course be compensated for your work," Fullmetal said.

Inque shifted into her more human form, "I don't work cheap."

The smirk was apparent even though she could see his face, "I'm not offering just pennies. Do this one job for me, and I will pay you approximately one million creds in diamonds. Plus, I can free you from your need of those chemicals to keep you alive."

That got her attention, "Really? You can stabilize the mutations?"

"Better. I can return you to full humanity."

"Impossible," Inque said.

"No, just requires the proper knowledge and skill."

Inque thought it over. Edward hopped down from his perch and extended his right hand with a card in it, "If your interested, be at that address tomorrow night. Try to stay out of trouble until then."

And then they were gone. Inque looked up at them and then back at the address on the card. She smirked, "Even if he can't do what he claims, a million in diamonds sounds pretty good."

"So where are you planning on getting those diamonds?" Terry asked as they flew off.

"Let's just say, it's legal in Gotham City," Edward replied.

--

Spellbinder, Shriek, and Stan had been easier to deal with. Especially when the offer of money has been made. Stalker came out of hiding long enough to take a swing at Batman, but once Fullmetal explained the situation readily agreed to show. That only left one more person on their hit list. They kept flying across Gotham trying to get a trace reading or something to go by.

"I've got a reading on a thermal scanner. Uploading it to you now, "Bruce's voice said over the radio.

"I'm still not too thrilled on this idea," Terry said back to Fullmetal.

"I admit, it's not one of my more saner plans," was the reply given. It wasn't what Terry wanted to hear.

"I'm starting to pick up some increased radiation. This area isn't anywhere near a nuclear reactor," Terry said, deciding to leave it at that.

"Looks like we're getting hot," Edward quipped in the back. Terry merely grunted in acknowledgment.

They got out near the side of a building. Looking around it seemed to be deserted. The walls seemed pretty think. Edward placed a hand on the wall for a moment, "Seems to be a mix of concrete with a lead lining. Perfect place for someone to hide if they glow in the dark."

Edward had used his flesh hand without any extra sensors to determine that. Terry lifted a masked eyebrow questioningly. Edward noticed and said, "In our world, alchemists developed the ability to analyze the makeup of objects subconsciously. All I have to do is touch something and I get all the information about it I need."

"Nice," was all the young Batman said.

They snuck around the building looking for a way in. Fullmetal however got bored of that and clapped his hands. In a flash of blue light a door appeared in the wall. When Terry gave him a look all he said was, "If you can't find a door, make one."

Batman couldn't fault that logic as they headed in. The suits internal sensors were leading them through the building. Every increase in radiation was like a bread crumb. They followed the trail until the saw a green light illuminating the corridor they were in. Batman motioned for Fullmetal to stay behind him as they moved forward. He peaked his head inside, and saw the back of Blight's glowing skull.

"It's him. How you want to handle this?" Batman asked.

"Personally, I find the direct approach is best," Fullmetal said, then walked right past Batman in into the lions den.

With as much bravado as he could he said, "So, this is what has become of Derek Powers. Frankly, I think I can feel the warmth in this room."

Blight had turned on him and growled, "You'll be feeling a lot more then just warmth here soon."

Edward held up a hand, "Actually, I came to make you an offer if you are interested."

"And what could I possibly gain by listening and not frying you right now?"

"The ability to walk around without lighting two city blocks?" Fullmetal asked.

That was enough to calm the radioactive man, "I'm listening."

Fullmetal leaned against a wall and said, "There are some items I need destroyed. Items of incredible power. You have that ability to eliminate them and the threat they pose. There are five of these items. All I need is one, and I can return your life to you."

"And all I have to do is destroy the other four?" Blight asked.

"You'll be part of a group, under my command. We succeed, I stop your iridescent glow and you go along with your life. We fail, we'll just be the first to die," Fullmetal said.

"And you think I'd be willing to risk my life for this?" Blight asked.

Fullmetal looked around him, "Oh yes, such a fulfilling life you have to value. Hiding away in an old warehouse, no contact with the rest of the world, unable to even walk around without Batman or the police coming after you. I can bring an end to that."

Batman grit his teeth, "What's he doing?"

Bruce figured it out, "Making him an offer he can't refuse."

Blight seemed to think about it for a moment, "Even if you can reverse my condition, what's to stop Batman from coming after me? I'm not exactly unwanted."

Fullmetal had already prepared for that, "Think about it, you've lost everything. You have no money, no power, no company. Except for your condition, you're pretty much just an ordinary man. I figure a million creds worth of diamonds would be more then enough for you to make a new life for yourself. Maybe even a new identity."

Terry felt his hands clinch, but understood what was going on. He just didn't like it. Fullmetal flipped a card out with his right hand, showing Blight that it was made of metal. He handed the card to him and said, "Be there tomorrow night, that time. You may have to work with Batman around, but with the situation I need everyone I can get."

"And Batman isn't going to try to drag me in?"

"He'll be on his best behavior. I expect the same of you of course," Fullmetal said.

"Of course. What should I call you then?" Blight asked, the old business man breaking through.

"Fullmetal," and with that he left the room. They moved quickly back out to where the car waited. As they sped through the night back to the cave Terry worked what had just happened through his head.

"You really think we should just let them walk after this?" Terry asked.

"Equivalent Exchange, they do this for us we give them a chance afterwards," Edward answered.

"I don't like the idea of letting someone like Blight go free," Terry said as they turned into the cave.

"If we pull this off he won't be a threat anymore. He'll be a normal human being, and he's lost everything else he held of value. Being forced to live in relative obscurity is more then punishment enough for a man like that," Edward explained.

"Still, the man had my father killed."

Fullmetal stopped for a moment, "Sorry, I didn't know. Still, it's the best option with the situation we have. We need Blight, just like the others. You going to be able to handle this?"

Terry pulled his mask off as they got out of the car, "Yea, I can deal. The only one I have a real sore point with is Powers."

Edward pulled his hood back and nodded, "Been there, but in my case it was my biological father. I'll tell you the story some other time."

When they got down to the main area they were met by Bruce and Elysia. Barbara had left a while ago to check on GPD's activities. Bruce said, "There was an attack on the news. You need to see this."

They gathered around the computer as Bruce brought up the vidcast. It was some small town in the middle of Russia. The video was all that had come out of the attack. One man stood there, looking eerily familiar to Edward. "Stop here, enhance that mans face."

Bruce did as was requested, magnifying the person in questions face. They could see a small glowing red stone on a chain around his neck. He was a large man with dark skin, and a mustache. When the stone glowed his arm seemed to merge with the steal strapped to it, producing a gun. The end glowed as he fired it at the camera.

Edward shook his head, "They figured it out. Dammit, they figured out how to use them."

Bruce nodded, "The man's name is Basque Grande, records show he's a mercenary out of Turkey. He's wanted on multiple counts of terrorism."

"His counterpart was Brigadier General Basque Grande, the Iron Blood Alchemist. Was one of the alchemists sent in during the Ishbal Massacre. Do you have anything on a Zolf Kimbley," Edward asked.

Bruce nodded, "Zolf Kimbley, wanted on War Crimes charges by most of the free world. He was a Colonel in the Ukrainian army. During war he was known for stabbing his victims with knives that had high explosives in the handles."

Edward shuddered, "He's already been seen on the battlefield. He lead the assault on Eastern Headquarters, using that little tactic. If he learns how to imitate his counterpart then we are going to have someone just as dangerous as any thing."

Terry was curious, "What was his preferred trick?"

Edward looked grim, "Turning people into bombs, but instead of using a knife with explosive he transmuted the chemical composition of their bodies to react with oxygen. He literally made them explode. Sick bastard actually got off on it."

Everyone watching felt very ill at ease. Things were stacking up against them, and for every second they prepared Ra's was twice as ready. They knew they had to find him and soon. Too much was at stake for any more waiting. Edward clenched his fists as he watched the screen, seeing the actions of people using Alchemy in the worst possible way.

"We're running out of time," Elysia said. No one disagreed.

--

The next day dawned under dark clouds. It fit the mood of the occupants of Wayne Manor. Terry, Dana, Max, Iris, and Matt had all gone to school to avoid any suspicion. Except for Matt, who had bee sworn to secrecy, everyone was thinking of what might happen. The worst case scenario, that everything they knew was about to be burnt to dust.

Back at the cave preparations were still being made. Bruce had relayed all the information he could through to Watchtower and Metro. Every member of the League was on standby as soon as news of the attack in Russia had broken. Elysia was coordinating measures between Amestris and Gotham, while Trish and Edward were planning their attack on Ra's. All of this left Mary McGinnis and Pam Isley on their own for a moment.

Pam offered Mary some herbal tea and the two sat quietly in the kitchen. As they sipped it Mary asked, "How do you handle it? Knowing someone you love is going out, and might not come back?"

Pam didn't answer immediately, "I don't know how to answer that really. It's a lot easier though then knowing they won't be back."

Mary had a questioning look on her face. Pam explained, "When I met Edward I was still really Poison Ivy. That's who I was. The only reason Edward was even in Arkham ad not some other ward was because of his arm and leg. You saw he had a metal hand yes?" Mary nodded, "His right arm up to the shoulder as well as his left leg above the knee were lost when he was eleven. In his world, they had the technology to replace limbs like we do now. When asked to compare, he told me it was like our world in the early nineteen-twenties only with somethings different. They had the technology to create perfect replacement limbs, but no flight. They had color photography but nothing close to motion pictures. When he first showed up in Gotham he had those prosthetics, and since they were a lot stronger then human limbs he was put with us. The hero locked away with the Rogues."

"So you weren't exactly one of the good guys," Mary said.

Pamela smirked, "I was a criminal, a murder, a terrorist, and a seductress. I don't think good was anywhere close to what I was."

Mary kind of chuckled, but had a guilty look on her face. She couldn't exactly meet Pamela's eyes as she said, "I wasn't exactly one of your fans. I sort of... idolized... Catwoman."

Pam smirked, "Was it the whip, or the skin tight outfit? I have to admit, Selena always could pull off that cat suit."

Mary seemed to blush even more, "I sort of had some childhood fantasies about..."

Pam laughed, "Say no more. I admit Bruce was something back in his prime, in and out of costume. Of course I guess the fantasy is sort of spoiled when you find out your son is wearing the mask now."

Mary nodded a little, "It does take a bit from it yea."

Pamela smiled, "I never went for Batman like that myself. Granted, if I had ever gotten the chance I'd have laid one on him. Of course since I'd be wearing some form of poison lipstick at the time it wouldn't be innocent. Knowing Bruce he had an antidote hidden somewhere on his belt, just in case."

Mary couldn't help but smile a little as she sipped her tea, "So how did Edward convince you to stop?"

"By not trying. He never once tried to persuade me to change my ways. Didn't bother me with moral questions, didn't go on about right and wrong. He just asked me to help him get home, even if that help was moral support and my knowledge to build a company so he could get the resources to. I'm a botanist, things like crossing between worlds is a bit outside of my field.

"He just asked me to do some things with my vines. Take the strains and alter them to produce food instead of restraint. Come up with things that would help restore the earth. You could say he had me put my money where my mouth was. Completely different thing to go after people for wiping out plant life then it is to actually solve the problem," she said. Mary noticed she was tracing the edge of her cup.

"I couldn't tell you when I stopped thinking about going out and causing trouble. Over time I just stopped caring. Part of it was probably because we kept so busy in the lab. Maybe coming home every night to someone who I could actually hold a conversation with that involved science and not inane prattle meant more then it did. Either way, Poison Ivy was left in the past."

"So he just kept you too busy with other things to be an evil doer," Mary smiled.

"In many ways," Pam responded suggestively. They shared a laugh as Pamela poured a second cup for each of them. "Remember, I was a seductress. Edward was all of seventeen when we broke out of Arkham. I was never one for morality, but that boy was a fast learner."

"Well, I suppose a seductress could be a good teacher," Mary said, not entirely uncomfortable.

Pamela smirked and sipped her tea, "We spent four years together. You don't spend that much time with a person, living with them, working with them, playing with them, without something starting to grow. We knew someday we would be separated forever. There just wasn't anyway if the chance came Edward couldn't take it to get back. There was just too much his world needed to know. So we never spoke about it, even though we knew it was happening. Sometimes you fall for someone and it's all on your end. Sometimes you fall and so do they, but your both too scared to do anything about it. And sometimes, you both fall in love and it just works. No great declaration, no hard soul searching, no interference, just the two of you and that's all that matters."

"Reminds me of me and Warren when we were young. Even if in the end it didn't work out, we were so very happy together when things were good.," Mary said.

"We never said the words. We weren't afraid of being rejected or finding out it wasn't returned. We just knew that the end would come, and we'd never get to see each other again. That day, he asked me to come with him," Pamela's voice dropped a bit in regret.

"You stayed here though," Mary said.

"Yea, I just wasn't brave enough to take the risk. When Batman, Bruce came back through that was it. Fast forward forty years and now, what do you know worlds got to be saved again. He's back, doing what he's best at and not bothering to hold back at all," Pamela had a small smile on her face now.

"I guess the best way to handle this is simple. Before, we knew there was no way we'd see each other again. There wasn't any hope. At least now, you don't have that cold certainty that you won't see them again," Pamela said. They continued to sip their tea and tried to think of less dark things.

--

Edward and Patricia were taking a break from their planning to relax for a moment. Edward wasn't too worried about her combat skills. Trish had more then proven herself over the years. He was more worried about her losing focus over the fate of Al. Not that he could blame her. He was worried, and he unfortunately knew more about their enemy then she did. Hopefully Al wouldn't be singled out from the group, if he was still alive. Edward couldn't help the worst case scenarios that went through his head.

"We'll get your father out of there, Trish. One way or the other, we're going to get him back," Edward said, just as much to reassure himself as her.

"I'm not worried about that. Dad's more then capable of protecting himself if it comes down to it. If anything I'm more hopeful of our chances of getting the other alchemists out knowing he's there," Trish said.

"Point. Al is very good and keeping things together. He's probably gotten everyone calmed down in order to plan their escape. He's got the experience at least," Edward said, feeling a little better himself.

"Honestly Uncle, I'm more worried about you. Ever since we got here you've been different. Back home you never would have been this reckless, or been as willing to go off on your own. I know you and Dad were a solo act for four years but even then you always had someone backing you up. Someone you trusted. No offense to the kid, but this plan has a lot more risk involved then most of your other ones," Trish said.

She didn't give him a chance to respond, "And then there is your relationship with that woman."

Edward sighed, "You and Elysia are wondering why I've been so insistent about spending time with her."

"We're more concerned about what's going to happen to you when we go back," Trish said, her voice was quiet and concerned.

Edward looked up at the stone ceiling of the cave and sighed, "One of us will have to give up our world."

"But we can't take her through, and you can't stay here," Trish said.

Edward bowed his head, "I can't leave her again. I never thought I'd ever get to even see her let alone have a chance to be with her after I came back. No one ever really compared to her, to what we had."

"Can't move forward if you're chained to the past Uncle," Trish said.

"And you can't continue on if you don't have something to move forward towards. I always used to tell people that they were the ones who had to decide for themselves what that was. But how do you do that when what you want to move forward to is so close you can reach out and touch it?" Edward thought out loud.

"You did pretty well over the last forty years. You've negotiated several treaties, ended or prevented who knows how many wars, brought about a new age of scientific understanding with what you learned here. Hell, you did all that while raising a seven year old girl who had lost her parents and her left arm. You've done a lot of good for our world," Trish said.

Edward smiled, "Yes I have. But I can't show my face in our world now. I'm sixty and I have the body of a twenty year old. Only a select few know that, I keep the hood up around everyone else. One of the 'eccentricities' allowed the great Fullmetal Alchemist. But it can't last even then, and someday I'm going to have to find a way to disappear. Might even have to fake my own death."

Trish gasped at that, "What?"

Edward smirked, "I can't die by natural causes Trish. So unless I want to start a war, I'm going to have to come up with something. I'd rather not end up in a covert lab somewhere to be studied for the secrets of immortality. And I can't do what my father did and just walk away, I'm too well known."

"So one day you'll just decide to give up and leave everything behind?" Trish asked, shocked.

"Won't have a choice really. Like so many other times, I won't have a choice in the matter. We all die Trish, someday our lives end. I just don't get the rest everyone else gets when they pass," Edward said.

"I'm gonna go get some tea," Edward said and left Trish to his thoughts.

–

Bruce sat at the computer typing away at preparations. Watchtower had already reported three more strikes in Russia, Eastern Europe, and the Middle East. Teams from the League had been dispatched to intercept but so far hadn't been able to stop the majority of the chaos. He was starting to feel his age though. His mind wasn't as clear as it usually was and his body was starting to rebel against the idea of looking at the computer screen any longer. He leaned back and closed his eyes, rubbing his temples trying to relieve some of the tension.

"You should probably get some rest. We've been at this for hours. Until we get a location there isn't much we can do," Elysia Hughes said to his side.

"There is still a lot that has to be done," Bruce countered.

"All of which can only be done once we know where we are going," Elysia said.

Bruce surrendered a little too easily, "Once was a time I could handle the long hours."

Elysia smirked, "Such is the cycle of life."

Bruce nodded, but sill looked grim, "Doesn't mean I have to like it."

Elysia sobered up a little, "Speaking of things one doesn't have to like, I have a question for you."

Bruce figured he already knew what it was but said, "Yes?"

"Ed and Isley, you knew them before he came back to Amestris. I want you to tell me the truth. Is my dad in any danger from her?"

Hearing Edward referred to as "Dad" told Bruce exactly how important he was to the woman, "Had you asked me that when he first showed up I'd have said yes, unconditionally. Over the years he was here though, I'd have to say the danger is more from keeping him from her."

Elysia nodded, "I suppose that will have to do."

Bruce decided some digging was in order, "How long have you known him?"

"Since I was born. He was just an eleven year old kid studying for the State Alchemy exams. My father, my biological father, had found out his birthday was coming up. He and my mother invited him, his brother Al, and little Nina Tucker over to celebrate. There was a horrible snow storm that night. Mom was due any day with me and they were trying to make Ed and Al feel like family. Then Mom's water broke and Father went nuts, at least that's the story. He ran out in the blinding snow to find a doctor. Unfortunately that left a woman in labor alone with three kids who didn't know what to do. I've heard the story over and over and I still don't know how they managed to get through the night but they did. I was born a little before midnight, and never thought of those two as anything other then my brothers.

"I was too young to understand when Father was killed, but when Mom died I was devastated. She was crushed protecting me from the debris. Ed took me in, helped me deal with the loss of my arm and never once acted like I was a burden on him. I know my biological father was a good man. I've heard all the stories about him from those who knew him, and I know he loved me dearly. But Ed, Ed's my dad."

Bruce nodded, remembering the two boys he had taken in himself, "I told Marcus the same things, left it to Pamela to tell him the truth about Edward. I have to say, the four of you would have made a very happy family."

Elysia smiled sadly, "He doesn't show it, but I know that is a sore spot with him. He always promised himself he wouldn't abandon his own kids. He didn't really, but I know he feels that. Hell, ever since we got here there's been a light in his eyes I haven't seen in years. Trish doesn't get it but I do. He feels like he's back where he belongs. He's not hiding behind a cloak to keep people from knowing the truth about his age. He's not hold up in some office waiting for something to happen, or to feel like he has a purpose anymore. Ed hides it well, but I know the years are wearing on him. Just because he's not aging doesn't mean he's not old."

Bruce knew that feeling very well. He stood up and took his cane, and began walking away to the stares. He stopped for a moment and over his shoulder said, "He's given a lot over the years for the people closest to him. We both have. Now he's got a chance to be with someone who means everything to him. Most of us, never get a chance like that twice in a lifetime."

He walked out of the cave and back to his room. On the way he decided he needed to make a couple of personal calls. Elysia just turned back to the computer and kept brining up news reports. She sighed to herself as she muttered, "What am I gonna do with you Ed?"

She thought about it for a moment, then an idea came into her head. She went to find Trish and have a little chat.

–

Jason Blood had called, they had their location. He had been kind enough to transmit the coordinates to them, a small castle in the outskirts of the German Black Forest. The actual getting to the location would be simple, using Justice League transporters. Still, they had to brief their strike force. It had already been decided that it would only be Fullmetal, Grapevine, Batman, and Elysia at the meeting. Bruce would be monitoring them from the cave.

Fullmetal had already worked out the details with Central. They would attempt to coordinate their attack with a simultaneous assault on all of Ra's foothold positions in their world. It was the biggest international operation in the history of the five major powers. Needless to say, Amestris and Xing were leading the charge. Riza had relayed a message from Emperor Lin Yao to him before they finished. It was simply, "I sent you the bill for room service. I hope you don't mind."

Fullmetal had frowned at that. His response had been equally as simple, "Stop mooching off me, you useless prince."

They were all waiting when the six criminals walked in the warehouse. They came one at a time, and thanks to a word to the Commissioner of Police there were no problems with them arriving. The group was shocked to see the green glow of Blight as he entered. Fullmetal motioned to all of them to join him before the gateway.

"I see you all decided it was worth your time. Thank you for coming. Introductions first, you all know Batman of course." The group grumbled at the dark knight who was leaning against a wall with his arms crossed. Fullmetal motioned to a similarly green cloaked figure to his left, "This is Grapevine, she'll be my second in command during the operation." the figure nodded. He then motioned towards his right, and the middle aged woman there, "This is Brigadier General Elysia Hughes. She'll be acting as our coordinator, codename for this operation Oracle. She will be the voice of God at all times."

He turned to the gateway and activated it's viewing function. A burst of energy from it revealed the world of Amestris. Fullmetal spoke, "First, some background. The three of us are not from this universe. We come from a world that is not much unlike this one. Forty years ago I found myself here after a freak chance of alchemy and fate. During that time I managed to make the acquaintance of Batman and a few others. A man named Ra's al Ghul however decided he wanted to destroy my world so he could cleanse this one. Batman and I pushed him back, and I stayed to prepare for the next threat to Amestris and my world. That threat has come. I assume you all have heard the news reports?"

Only Blight shook his head in the negative. Fullmetal continued, "It seems Ra's has decided to try his luck again. This time he's already got five Philosopher's Stones and massive amounts of Red Stone. He's also taken several civilian and State Alchemists prisoner. I won't go into detail as to the nature of the stones, but I will say that they are our target. Our objective is to get in, destroy all but one of the Stones, release the captive alchemists, and take out al Ghul."

There were some murmurers, Stan was the one that asked, "How come us? Why not the Justice League? This is their game."

Fullmetal had expected that, "Because we expect that Ra's is preparing a global offensive. The League will not be able to take out the head due to all the attacks. They just don't have the man power."

Blight chimed in, "That still leaves the question of why us? I know you said you need me around to destroy the things, but that doesn't explain why us specifically. Maybe this al Ghul doesn't care about a few rouges like us."

Fullmetal simply turned towards him and said, "On the contrary, that all six of you are even allowed to live is proof of humanities corruption to him. In his world, none of you would be given a chance. Fact is unless we can stop him he will commit the worst act of genocide ever witnessed on this planet. He will wipe humanity from the earth, leaving only those in his group to rebuild. Right now it doesn't mater what side of the law you're on. All that matters is whether you die fighting, or hiding."

Stalker spoke, his disgust evident, "This man would slaughter a mother and her cubs for no reason."

"Killing women and children just ain't right," Stan chimed in agreement.

"I don't care about all of that, I'm more concerned with how we make it out alive," Blight said back.

Fullmetal nodded, "We'll be split up into teams. Inque will infiltrate in, and get us the lay of he land. Once she has located the stones and the captured alchemists the rest of us will begin our insertion. Spellbinder will provide the diversion. While he's doing that Stan will be placing explosives at critical areas around the perimeter. When the time comes for us to get everyone out, we'll need those to clear the path and hit them at their backs. Once inside, Shriek and Blight will head to where they are keeping the stones and destroy all of them except one Philosopher's Stone. I'll need that one at the end of the mission. Stalker, you and Grapevine are to locate and free the captives. Inque will link up with you on the way. Once you get them out they will be more then capable of fighting back, several of the State Alchemists are trained in combat. Get them out of there as fast as you can."

Shriek raised his hand, "And what will you be doing this whole time?"

Fullmetal simply said, "Batman and I will be going after Ra's. He's the head of the viper, we have to cut him off and bury him."

–

Alphonse sat in the cells they had put all the others in. He had seen their captors drag a few out. None of them had been brought back. That had been happening for at least a day, maybe two. He wasn't certain anymore. They were all kept bound, unable to use their hands to transmute any escape route. He kept repeating to himself over and over, "Brother is on his way. He's going to get us all out of here and finish this. I know it."

The door opened again, this time it was the man who looked like Kimbley. Al cringed at the smirk on the man's face as he pointed towards him and said, "That one, take him to Demon's Head."

Al fought back as they dragged him out, managing to cripple at least one of his guards with a well placed kick to the knee. He was about to run when the Kimbley look alike grabbed him and injected him with something. He fell into darkness soon after.

To Be Continued...

Authors Notes: Lots of stuff happening this chapter. Please review and enjoy. Hell, review if you think it sucks. I'd like to know one way or the other.

Thanks to Ryan and datdude.