AN: Wow! Thank you two my two reviewers! You can't believe how happy I was to see that somebody actually reviewed. XD

Um, so I'm sort of nervous cause this is from Ed's POV, so please forgive me if it seems alittle off.

Disclaimer: I don't own FMA or anything FMA related.

Chapter 2

Ed's POV

"Are you ready brother?" Al's sweet voice broke me out of my thoughts as I quickly finished drawing in the final line. This was it now, the moment we had both been dreading, and waiting for. A strange sense of déjà vu settled over the small room that we were currently in.

"Yeah Al, I think it's done." I stood up and tried to admire my work, however this circle was just too much like the first one that I had drawn with Al so many years ago. I looked down at my feet and wondered what Izumi would think if she could see me know. I could already see the look of disappointment on her face. However, with a twinge of sadness, I realized that I would never see her again.

I looked over at Al and almost quit right then and there. The look on his face, one of fear and sadness, made me regret even attempting opening the gate again. However, we were desperate. Times were even worse then before, and now the Nazi group was gaining popularity at a disturbing speed. Just the fact that we had played any part in the destruction of the Thule Society, therefore one of the Nazi's allies, was cause enough for us to become targets.

We were now running out of places to hide. Al and I had split up from Noah a couple of weeks ago to throw them off of our trail, however they had quickly picked up our trail. Al and I were now trying a last ditch effort, we were trying to cross the gate.

What if something goes wrong again? The annoying voice at the back of my head said, reminding me of my greatest fear. But this isn't human transmutation, I reminded myself, we're just asking for a way out of here. Still, my fears remained.

"Alright then brother, we'd better get started." Al said, his voice betraying the fact that he was terrified, despite the cheerful appearance that he was trying to put on. Al bent down slowly, and touched the circle, causing it to glow bright blue. "Your turn." He said turning to me.

I kneeled down on the ground next to him, a lightly touched my hand to the glowing circle.

Instinctively, I knew that we had arrived at the gate before I had even opened my eyes. I looked up at it now, unsurprised that it hadn't changed at all. I looked over at Al, who look positively terrified, now that he was actually facing it.

A creaking sound broke me out of my thoughts, and I turned back towards the towering object. The doors started to open slowly, revealing the infinite amount of purple eyes behind them. Seeing the arms on the verge of reaching out for us, I whispered my only request.

"Just please keep Al and I together." Then, I was pulled into the gate, the arms wrapped firmly around me. I tried to resist the urge to fight them off me, seeing the fact that everything about them felt just wrong. However, I knew better then that because the appeared to only be moving me through the gate, rather then trying to rip my remaining limbs off.

Just as quickly as everything had happened, it was over. I tried to lift my head up to see where I was, but I found that I was too tired to do anything other then lift my head a few inches off of the ground. Despite all of the fog, I could see Al lying a couple of feet away from me.

"Brother, are you alright?" Al's voice sounded weak to me, but judging from how I felt, I knew that he was probably alright.

"Yeah, Al, I'm fine."

"What…what happened to us? Why do I feel like this?" He asked me, fear seeping into his voice.

"It's ok Al. This has happened to me every time that my body crossed the gate." I tried to explain to him.

"But brother, this didn't happen to me when I came to Germany."

"Yeah, I've been thinking about that too. I think it only happens when you go into the gate without a shield. When you came to Germany, you were in the suit of armor, just like I was in the ship. However, the first time I crossed the gate, I couldn't move for a day." I explained the best I could. We both soon fell into silence.

"Brother, where are we?"

"What do ya' mean Al? We're in Risembool, where else could we be? After all, there can only be two sides to the gate."

"I don't know, it's just that, well…"

"Well what Al?"

"It's just, haven't you noticed that it's harder to breathe here? It's not like this in Risembool. And besides, how do we know that there's not more then one side to the gate?" Al said. I paused, maybe he had a point. I realized that I was breathing harder, and that well, I had no idea what the gate was capable of.

"Maybe you're right. Anyways, we might as well go and find out where here is." I said as I struggled to sit up.

"Don't leave me brother! I can't move!" Al panicked as he saw me move.

"Al, you know that I don't want to leave you, but I have to find help. We can't just stay here. Besides, you'll be fine. Nobody's going to come out here in all this fog."

"But…"

I interrupted him. "I promise you, everything is going to be fine. I'll be right back. Just go back to sleep."

"Ok." Al replied sleepily as I stood up. Leaning heavily on the wooden walls of the building, I slowly made my way over to the door.

Once outside, I turned around and looked at the building that I had just come out of. Its dilapidated look made me seriously question how it hadn't fallen down already. I quickly let go of the side, as if I would accidentally push it over and tried to figure out where I should go.

The fog was making everything hard for me to see. Other then the full moon up above, and a few random lights, it was completely dark out. However I was able to make out a small path cutting through the field that I was currently in. Deciding that it was my best option, I stumbled my way over there, carefully, knowing that if I fell, I would be too tired to get back up. Once I reached the path, I realized that I had no idea where to go from there. I decided to go to my left, only for the reason that there seemed to be more street lamps in that direction.

That is when I began to feel my strength leaving me. Just like so many times in Mustang's office, my eyelids began to feel like guillotines just waiting to fall. Not only that, but it felt as if both of my legs were now made of a lead version of automail. In truth, the only thing that kept me going was my promise to Al.

I suddenly felt myself falling and hitting the hard ground. I realized that I must have fallen into the street. This was the chance that my traitorous body was waiting for. I could no longer move and I found myself slipping off into the darkness.

However, a loud squealing sound kept me from truly falling asleep. A bright light soon shone on me and I heard the voice of a girl call out to me.

"Oh my god!! Are you ok?" Was I ok? What a stupid question. Of course I'm not ok, otherwise do you think that I would be lying here in the middle of the street? However I couldn't find the strength to tell her.

"Oh, please don't be dead." Well, if you'd just come over here I could tell you that I wasn't dead myself. As if reading my mind, I could hear her footsteps moving closer and closer.

"Please, say something." Her voice was right next to me now. I want to, I really do. I thought to myself, I could tell you to go get Al. He must be wondering where I am by now. I felt her hands on my back now as she began to roll me over. However, I heard her gasp as she stopped. Using all of my strength, I pried my eyes open.

Staring straight down at me was a girl with dark, red, curly hair. However, the main thing that stood out to me was the fact that she looked like she had seen a ghost.

"No…this isn't possible."

AN: Hope you liked it. I really hope that Ed didn't seem too off. Once again, please review. I live off of feedback. :D