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I'm SO SORRY I haven't updated! I've been stuck in Writer's Block lately. Luckily I've been cured though!
Bad news. And good news!
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Ok, there were a few questions about the last chapter... First question is, "How did the sulfur explode?"
Friction + Sulfur = Big Boom XD
Riley, before the explosive incident, wore gloves all the time. When she rubbed her fingers in the sulfur, not only were the gloves causing friction, but she was a child. So assuming that, because of her age at the time, she rubbed the sulfur in her fingers pretty hard, that combined with the material caused friction. The sulfur in her hands heated up, and it slowly got ready to explode. Once it did, it ignited the rest of the sulfur, causing that to explode as well.
Second question, "What was sulfur doing outside?"
THAT is for you to find out, my friends! (Partly because I'm still coming up with the whole plotline.) Keep in mind though,(I didn't say this in the story) the house Riley used to live in was behind the Rebellion Training Area. Several people were a part of the Rebellion Army. Another dude that was an expert with Sulfur could have been using it at some point. Never know. Yet XD
Third Question, "So she exploded and got super powers?"
Nope. The explanation is in the story, but it's not superpowers XD
Yes. Point of View changes are lame.
But I'm lame.
It's only natural.
I don't own Naruto.
Oh. Wait. Wrong anime.
I don't own FullMetal Alchemist, or anything else found in FullMetal Alchemist original merchandise.
But I still don't own Naruto.
Damn it.
The Sulfur Alchemist:
Chapter Fourteen:
"Lack of Sensitivity"... Whatever the hell that means.
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"Will you stop that?!" Ed shouted, glaring at me. I, in my innocent form,was sitting on Dr. Ashley's desk.
Filing my canine teeth.
Yep, you heard right. You see, Dr. Ashley had an appointment at the time we got there, so we said we'd wait in his office. I got bored and starting feeling my teeth with my tongue. I felt my canine teeth, and realized only the upper right one was sharp. Ignoring it, I began to look around his office, and found a box of different types of files. Nail files, knife sharpeners, the whole shebang. So I began to file my canine teeth, every minutes showing Ed my tooth, going, "Ith I' wookeen now?"
He finally said yes when I got the nail file.
"No," I muttered as I continued to sharpen the tooth. "I wan' dem shar'!" Came my muffled response.
Ed shook his head, "Who cares?"
I stopped a moment to glare at him. "Me! Who knows if I may need to bite someone!" And with that, I began filing again. He just looked at me kind of weird.
Suddenly something horrible happened.
A tiny little shred of the tooth I filed off went down my throat.
My eyes widened and I began coughing, and spewing curses. "Riley?!" Ed shouted. Before he could react, the doctor came in. Almost instantly he got me a cup of water.
I downed the water and was okay again. "Filing the canine teeth?" He asked knowingly, smirking. I nodded, and he said, "Your father did the same thing. He didn't choke though." As my eye twitched at this, he sat down and asked, "You were wanting to know about your visit to the hospital back in Rush Valley after the explosion, correct?"
Nodding, I sat down in the chair next to Ed, and listened as he explained...
. . .Third Point of View. . .
(Because it's so much easier.)
Ashley walked into the waiting room where Claire and Kevin sat nervously, and walked up to them calmly. "Well?" Kevin asked, looking up at him expectedly.
"It'll take roughly three to four hours. We're checking her system now for chemicals she may have sustained from the explosion. Once we check over her, we'll take any of the chemicals out of her bloodstream, and then begin the surgery to place skin on her hands," He explained to the couple. They nodded and he left them to their privacy.
Kevin glanced to Claire, and his face almost faltered when he saw his wife clutching the collars of her jacket to the point her knuckles turned white, as she tried not to cry. "I want to try something," He stated calmly.
She looked to him curiously, "What's that?"
"Do you remember how Riley complains about the time it takes to draw a circle?" At the sight of Claire nodding, he continued, "I think I know how I can fix that for her. But it needs to be done now, or it won't work at all."
Claire had half a mind to yell at her husband for talking about this at such a situation, but the other half of her mind knew it was his way of coping, and that it was his way of saying that their child would be ok. "What's your idea?"
Kevin looked around the room as he began. "The skin they will use for her hands.. I can draw a circle on the inside, with an ink that won't dissolve into her skin or blood. If my plan works out, she'll be able to use the circles through her skin. It won't hurt her if the plan doesn't work, it's completely harmless," He says, looking straight ahead.
Claire slowly nodded, "I think she'd like that…"
Riley's father stood up, "I'll go speak with the doctor about it." Claire sighed and watched him leave.
. . .
Hours had passed, and Kevin and Claire still sat in the waiting room, doing exactly what the room was made for - waiting. Claire was growing worried, but Kevin on the other hand, was growing angry. After so many painstaking hours, minutes, and seconds, the doctor finally walked into the room. It was dark outside by now, and no one else was in the room but the three.
"What the hell is going on?!" Kevin shouted furiously, glaring at Ashley, who faltered in his stance a bit at the father's tone.
"There were some... Delays," He stated.
"Delays?" Claire asked.
Kevin continued to glare, "What kind of delays?"
The doctor sighed, "It's quite interesting actually. As explained earlier, we checked her system for chemicals from the explosion. There were traces of sulfur inside her bloodstream."
He paused a moment to let it sink in. "Sulfur? Kevin, what was sulfur doing around the yard?" Claire asked, looking to her standing husband, only to see him just as confused.
"I don't know…"
"Well, we were able to drain the sulfur from her, which in turn took blood from her. We transferred some healthy blood, and began the process of giving her skin on her hands, after you drew the circles on them of course," Ashley starts, "Well, once we finished, we had some extra X-Rays done on her, safety precautions. Well, the ink you used can be clearly seen on the X-Rays, which is not a big deal. We took two to compare them, make sure nothing was going on. The first one looked perfectly normal. The second, however…
"The circle on her hands got a bit brighter in the second X-Ray. At first we thought it was just the ink reacting to the radiation, but when we tested the ink samples you gave us, it had no reaction. So we decided to take another X-Ray, just to be sure nothing was wrong with the equipment. The circle in the third X-Ray was even brighter. It was bright enough that it was no longer blue, it was a bright white. We went into her room, and her hands were actually glowing a bright blue. Now, I don't have much knowledge on alchemy, but a fellow doctor working on her case does. He said that that's what happens when you perform alchemy, it glows light. And it would make sense, with it showing up in the X-Rays."
Kevin was astounded. It worked. But on what? "What could the circles be performing alchemy on though, without her clapping?" Claire asked what was on Kevin's mind.
"And that's exactly what we wanted to know," Ashley said. "The only thing that came to mind were the chemicals. So we did a another check on her bloodstream. Apparently the doctors didn't drain all the sulfur out of her system like they thought they did. There was still traces of sulfur inside her. We waited about an hour, to the other doctor's decision since he knows about alchemy, and checked on her blood again. The sulfur was gone."
He let his amazement sound his voice as he continued, "I think the circles on her hands absorbed the sulfur into the circle… Mr. Mauler.. Your idea of the circles saved your daughter's life."
Claire smiled a bit, looking to the shocked Kevin. He was sure the circles would be useful, but he never imagined they would save her from sulfur. "Is she awake?" Claire asked softly.
Ashley smiled and nodded, "She woke a little while ago. She's playing with her roommate now. I'll take you to her room."
. . .First Point of View. . .
(Back to the mind of Riley. Oh noes.)
"After that, everything went fine. You befriended your hospital roommate, and your parents took him in as their own once he was released," Dr. Ashley said.
I had a lot on my mind at the moment. First of all, the whole story was a lot to take in. Then there was the boy, but that wasn't the point of the story.
"Your father was quite shocked at the results," Dr. Ashley said, smiling. I of course was too busy thinking, so I just nodded.
"What happened to the boy?" Ed asked, tired of the silence.
Dr. Ashley sighed, "He.. Was a regular patient at the hospital.."
. . .Third Point of View. . .
(Cause I wrote it that way. Nyuh.)
He leads the couple into a small rectangular room, where they saw Riley sitting on another child's bed. The little boy had green eyes, and a skinny body. He looked to be Riley's age. The first thing they noticed however, wasn't the huge smile on his face as he joked with Riley, but the uncovered skin atop his head.
There was no doubt this boy had cancer.
The two children looked over at the sound of them walking in, and Riley smiled. "Daddy, mommy, meet Henry! He's staying in this room too," She said to them, as she sat there with bandages on her somewhat new hands.
"I can see," Claire said with a smile as she walked over to them, "It's very nice to meet you, Henry."
Henry smiled a big grin up at her, which clearly showed his two front teeth missing. "Nice to meet you ma'am!" He exclaimed.
"Mommy," Riley starts, "We were wondering if Henry could spend the night when he gets out of the hospital?"
Claire seemed shocked as she looked to Henry, "Oh? You're getting out soon?"
Henry nodded proudly. "Uh-huh! The doctor said I was getting better and that I'd be out of here in no time!"
"Well then, we'd love to have you over Henry," Claire stated, smiling at the young boy. Her own heart ached, imagining what his own mother must have felt.
. . .First Point of View. . .
(...So unprofessional...)
"You alright?" Ed asked as we walked back to the Rockbell's house.
I stopped walking and looked over at him, with a sigh. "You know me well." I looked to the sunset at my right and continued, "I just... I can't believe my father," I said.
Ed paused before nodding and walking back to me. He placed a hand on my shoulder, "He did his best..."
Nodding, I said, "I guess. But still... He didn't choke on a tooth fragment?! That's impossible!"
Silence.
The Elric's brow twitched a bit. I rose a brow. "What?"
"I WAS TALKING ABOUT YOUR HANDS!" Ed shouted angrily, glaring at me as if I had stolen his shoes and cut off the antenna(I refused to call it anything else) on his head that made him taller.
I twitched now, "What? Why would I be angry about that?! That's the nicest thing anyone's done for me!" I smacked him on the head as I shouted, "YOU DON'T KNOW ME AT ALL!" I proceeded to stomp off, with every right to.
I mean, come on! Why would I be angry about it? Because of my dad, I was able to improve my fighting(which I had no potential in to begin with.)
Eventually, we got back to the house, arguing the whole way of course. According to Ed, I wasn't "sensitive enough".. To which, I replied with "THE HELL I'M NOT!" and another smack to the head.
Don't judge me.
I went back inside and Hannah was immediately at my side, asking every question she could think of, starting with, "Weren't you in the back yard?"
I continued working with my camera after the interrogation, and Hannah sighed, staring at me all the while. Finally looking up at her, I mumbled, "Wa'?"
Hannah rose a brow at me, so I sighed and took the wrench out of my mouth. Repeating what I asked, she said, "I'm bored. Let's go do something!"
"Like what?" I asked, going back to my camera in the meantime.
She shook her head, "Explore?"
I rolled my eyes as I continued fixing the camera. "What do you expect to find, a new patch of grass?" I remarked sarcastically. It was true though. We had passed a town on the way here, and it only had the necessary stores needed in a town.
Hannah glared at me. "Let's go! Please?"
"Fine!" I mumbled as I put down Mr. Flasher(which Hannah swore I changed the name of), and headed outside, Hannah in tow. We stepped outside, to instantly see Ed laying on his back(lacking an arm, and with a wooden leg). What made it funny, was that the dog(who also lacked a limb) was laying next to him, in the exact same position. Me being me, I had to say something. So I did.
As I pointed at him, I looked to Hannah with wide, crazy eyes. "I told you he was too short to be human!!"
Hannah rolled her eyes this time, as Ed glared at me, "I'd attack you, but I can't at the moment..."
"Nyah. Even if you had a capable set of limbs, you wouldn't be able to catch this," I remarked, pointing to my ass as I turned to show him in more detail.
Ed twitched, a light blush on his face, as expected from a teenage boy after a girl showed him her ass. He shook his head at my antics, and sat up, "Whatever. I have to go some where. Try not to destroy anything while I'm gone."
I only raised my brow as I watched him stand and walk off. The dog followed him. "Where's he going...?" Hannah muttered.
"He's going to see Mom," Al said, watching him also.
"Mom?" Hannah asked.
Al nodded at her, "He's going to go visit her grave." He glanced toward us, and noticed me staring at Ed's back.
"Shouldn't someone go with him?" Hannah asked, worried.
I shook my head, "No... Let him be alone." Hannah looked at me, a bit shocked that I of all people made that decision. "He needs to be alone," I said, not looking away from him. My brunette friend sighed, and nodded before walking into the house. I blinked, and looked to Al, "It's kind of humid, so you might rust if you stay out too late..." He nodded slowly, and I walked back inside, muttering, "That sounded weird."
. . .
It was a few hours later, when the sun was down completely, and Ed hadn't returned. Hannah continued to look out the window during those hours, asking about going to get him. I only shook my head and kept trying to fix Mr. Flasher.
Hannah sighed, "Alright, no more waiting around! Riley! Go get Ed!"
I looked up at her dully, and muttered a small, "No."
She glared at me, "Riley Mauler, get out there and bring back our friend!"
When I didn't make any sign of moving, her glare deepened, "Now." My eye twitched, but I mutely stood, placing Mr. Flasher on the table, and left. I just stood there for a few seconds, when I heard her shout through the door, "AND DON'T JUST WAIT AT THE DOOR UNTIL HE COMES BACK EITHER!"
Another twitch.
From inside, I could hear Armstrong and Pinako laughing. And with that, I marched off grumbling about revenge on the three.
. . .
After finally finding my way to the cemetery, I realized it may have been easier if I brought a flashlight. Luckily the moon was just bright enough for me to see my near surroundings. It made me wish my camera wasn't broken.
I walked between gravestones as I looked for my blonde friend, before tripping on something. What it was, I didn't know. I didn't bother holding in a scream as I fell to the ground, on my stomach. "Son of a..!" I muttered as I got to my knees, holding my probably dead stomach.
Looking back, I only saw this black thing.
I got scared.
"Eeeeeh..." I muttered as I jumped forward to get away from it, only to hit my head on something quite hard. As the thing and I both grunted in pain, I jerked back, shouting, "I'm sorry, don't eat me!"
"What are you going on about?" AH! A voice I recognized!
"Ed..?" I mumbled as I rubbed my head. I looked forward and did indeed see said person sitting in front of me. He was facing my right, so I looked over and calmed down when I saw a gravestone. I may not have seen the writing, but I knew it was his mom's. I turned to sit down instead of being on my knees, and sighed. "Sorry I interrupted. Hannah was worried, so I volunteered to come get you."
...Don't judge me!
It was silent for a while, when I smiled. "She was beautiful, wasn't she?" I asked him, looking up at the moon.
He rose a brow at my out-of-the-blue question, but nodded nonetheless. "Yeah..."
"I can tell," I said, looking back at the gravestone, "Her stone has that sort of look to it."
"It's a normal gravestone," He muttered, turning back to it.
Shaking my head, I sat straight. "So?" It was quiet another moment, and Ed shook his head, before standing.
"Let's go..," He said, as I stared up at him. Nodding, I stood quickly and followed him on his way out.
We walked in silence for the most part, which I broke(of course) by saying, "Hey..." He looked over at me and I said, "You owe me an apology."
"For what?!" He asked, looking at me puzzled.
I glanced to him and muttered innocently, "You said I wasn't sensitive enough. Remember?"
"..." He nodded, "Yeah..."
I smiled wide, happy I was going to get an apology.
"So what about it?" He asked simply, causing me to almost stumble to the ground.
"WHAT DO YOU MEAN, WHAT ABOUT IT?! I JUST SPENT ALL DAY "CARING" ABOUT YOUR NEEDS!"
"You're going to wake people up."
"SCREW THEM! YOU OWE ME AN APOLOGY, ELRIC!"
I'm writing the next one now! I feel really bad for not updating sooner... (Insert nervous smile here)
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