FULLMETAL ALCHEMIST, GOLDEN EYES

By Born of Starlight

gulps Sorry about the last chapter folks... Should I be in fear for my life? looks around nervously for fangirls It is not my fault (Adult Swim says it's not, and I believe them). Maybe I owe you an explanation... This story has only two major arcs. We've now finished the first, but the second one takes much longer. (Notebook page wise, this has been about 28 pages, and the entire fic takes 93. Yes, it's already finished. Actually... When did I finish this...? 7.May.05. I see... Yeah, so I've finally gotten off my lazy ass and started typing it up...Typed, it's only about 11 pages... That's really depressing.) Also, I owe you an apology. Edward...? Dying? Yeah... Well, see, my dark muse demanded it...(his name is Angst, if you're curious. He's a fallen angel, and he sits on my right shoulder.) Normally, his brother (my left shoulder muse, Angel by name) wouldn't allow it, but Angst had him locked in a closet, so he couldn't do anything to stop it... He managed to get out, eventually... Oh, and, Delightfully Wicked...? Al is in this chapter. I didn't really need to show him until now, so I didn't. He's...been around, I guess.

Disclaimer: I've gotta do another one of these...? Oh, fine. I don't own Fullmetal Alchemist. I am the Fullmetal Alchemist! No, don't look at me like that. I've got the complete outfit! Hand made, by yours truly. (Okay, so I didn't actually make the pocketwatch...but the red coat I made!) Yeah...Halloween is fun. However, this costume I'm wearing (very uncomfortable wig included) is for cosplaying! I take my obsession very seriously.

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Chapter 4

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Roy Mustang looked around, his face as stoic as ever. Only the flickering of his eyes displayed his horror.

"Ed was here alright…"

Roy turned at the sound of Riza Hawkeye's voice. She gave him a small, halfhearted smile.

They entered the crumbling shell of the warehouse, Al's armor a huge shadow at the back of the company. Mustang ordered his men to spread out and look hard for any traces that Ed may have been there, or that Korin, who had gone missing, may have been with him.

"Sir!" a young man shouted.

Mustang turned.

"Sir, look!" he was pointing towards the back of the room.

Blood painted the dingy walls scarlet, and the dirt floor was turning to red mud. But Roy almost didn't see those things. His gaze was fastened on the small figure in a red jacket that was lying motionless below the carnage.

Roy set off at a run, but Al got there first.

"Brother! Brother, please don't leave me here! You can't go too, please! Stay with me--!"

"Al, don't touch him!"

The metal-bound boy paused as Mustang's order reached him. "Why not? He's my brother! He's hurt!"

Riza placed a gentle hand on Al's shoulder. "Al, he may be more than hurt…we should be careful how we move him, anyway…"

A voice, void of any emotion, spoke suddenly. "I…killed him…"

Everyone looked down in shock as the Fullmetal Alchemist pushed himself up to his knees. Blood was splattered on his face.

"Ed!" cried out two voices, and one voice cried, "Brother!"

Ed was shaking. "I killed him." he repeated.

"Killed who?" Roy asked calmly.

Medical personnel had started to arrive, but Ed shook them off. "Him." he said simply, and pointed.

Roy looked. Scar had been slammed into a rusting support beam. It had shifted and collapsed, half burying Scar's body.

Mustang turned slowly to face the shaken boy, only to find him gone.

"Ed, what are you doing?"

Roy looked toward Riza but she was looking at the rubble heap that had partially crushed the alchemist killer.

Ed was trying desperately to dig through the heap, but he was exhausted and emotionally distraught: in no condition to be lifting the ruins of a building.

"Fullmetal…? What are you doing?"

"Korin."

By that time, Al was helping his older brother as best he could.

"That's what I was afraid you'd say…" Roy went to help dig her out as well.

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She couldn't move.

She couldn't see.

She couldn't hear.

She was entirely alone in the stone prison that surrounded her.

Korin blinked hard. She wouldn't cry. She'd been much to weepy over the last week or so, and it was time she stopped!

But it was so hard for her to feel happy anymore…! And she knew why. She had no intention of telling them of course; they just wouldn't understand. But the unfortunate truth was…

Korin had lost her soul.

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Gah... Poor Ed. Now, though I don't actually show it in the story, Ed goes through a period of intense guilt, and a minor mental breakdown. Having never had one of my own, I didn't write it all out. Also, it happens later, and is therefore irrelevent. snickers Other than that...

I REALLY HAD YOU GOING! is so pleased with herself, it's criminal Sorry, but...Ed was never going to die. I just couldn't bring myself to do that to him, not to mention Al...! Now, that's not saying I've never killed Ed in a fic before. I have. Just not this one. God, it's been a while since I've read this story back over...! Did I kill anyone besides Scar? Heh. To quote number 66... "I'm not going to tell you!" By the way...? The next chapter was really hard for me to write, so...be gentle.

Arigato, reviewers!

QueenRini: Yeah, the cat (Skye, by name) thinks she has the right to just sit anywhere, messing up people's typewriting, handwriting, etc... I really don't know why I let her get away with it! Ah well... She's less annoying than the dog, anyway, so I think I'll tolerate her just a bit longer. Besides...Al likes kitties... Yes, it is a lot of writing, but I like it. I'm planning on going into publishing or editing when I an adult, so I kind of think of fanfiction as practice. (I beta all my own stories, not because I can't find someone to do it for me -- I've got numerous friends who'd do it in a heartbeat -- but rather, because I like doing it myself.)

Delightfully Wicked: Yay! Another long review! I'm glad I had you glued to the screen! That's what I was aiming for. I tested that scene on my friends when I first wrote it, and they all wanted to kill me...! That's how I knew I'd done it decently. But! I tricked you! is sinfully gleeful It's like April Fool's only better! Yeah, the timechange thing...I never was exactly happy with how that part turned out... Oh well. Yes, the Philosopher's Stone. That question is dealt with in chapter five, and more in chapter six. Oh, and apparently, I'm an idiot. bangs head against the keyboard I took this test to find out whether or not Korin was a Mary Sue... Yeah... Sorry about that. Turns out that while she's not the traditional Mary Sue, she's still a Mary Sue. I should keep up with the standards better, but I've been writing fanfiction for years! I don't reread the changing stereotypes each year! So...Yeah. I...kinda lied...? I said this wasn't, and it turns out -- without my previous knowledge! -- that it kinda is... I took the Mary Sue test. I got a 78. sighs Oh, well... It could have been worse. For example, I could be in the Emergency Room right now. That's where my kid brother is. twitches Two firemen and a paramedic, and he still manages to fall in the fire...!