Chapter ten: Beginning Again.
(This ties in with the first chapter) Also please read the authors note after you read this chapter, it's right at the bottom, and very important.
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A low moan came from Al as he awoke, he hadn't opened his eyes. He had just kind of came out of darkness. He searched the room until the saw a small shaking from; Ed was whimpering and holding a bloody stump that had been his right arm.
"Brother!" Al cried, and he ran over to him and picked him up. He realized how small his brother was…and he realized he couldn't feel Ed's blood trickling down his arm like it was, and his warmth...he couldn't feel.
"What happened to you brother….me….what happened to me" Al asked his voice small and frantic.
"I-I'm sorry Al, I sacrificed my arm in exchanged for your soul, and attached it to the armor in the corner" Ed whispered tear going down his cheeks.
"I don't understand Ed, your calculations weren't flaud...or... anything" Al said still cradling his brother in his arms.
"It's wasn't the math, it was us" Ed whispered wincing, and then he went limp against Al's cold metal. Al stood up, not even feeling the weight of his brother's body.
He didn't remember getting to the door, he remembered he opened Winry's front door, and then fell to his metal knees.
"Please help him, he'll bleed to death" Al begged. Pinako's famous pipe fell from her mouth and clacked on the wooden floor.
"Alphonse" Winry whispered. Pinako looked from Winry, to the big metal thing, to the limp bloody Edward in its arms. Pianko's eyes narrowed as she realized what happened.
They got Ed's bleeding under control, and then bandaged him up.
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The front door busted open for a second time that night, and a black-haired man came in through the door. He looked at the blonde boy back to the short woman.
"You have no business here" Pinako said.
"I think I do, I got the letters these boys have been sending to Hoenheim, obviously their father-
"You know where our dad is?" Al interrupted.
"No, in fact we've been looking for him a long time as well…if you boys did what I think you did…..I've never seen such a positive reaction before. If you can do that and survive, their dad just made my list. Give me a call…..or you could live as a cripple the rest of your life" he said, and left.
Pinako glared after him.
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Two months later…
Eleven year old Ed with a new auto-mail arm, and left leg stood with his brother trapped within a metal prison. They watched their house go up in flames, and in the dark left the only family they had left, behind.
So they set off into the rising sun to begin their journey, or rather, to begin the already began.
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Ed opened his eyes, and saw his younger brother smiling at him. (We're back with the original story now). After six weeks of pain, and fever Al was better, and his auto-mail was working for him.
Though both brothers were weak, Al from the auto-mail, and the alchemic power he used making to do the trans, Ed just because his body wasn't used to moving yet, he'd been dead. They were still at Izumi's, though Winry had left three days ago.
The phone ran, Izumi picked it up, her black strands of hair falling over the phone.
"Hello' she said. She paused, and then held the phone out to one of the boys. Al grabbed it from her.
"Hello" Al said.
"Alphonse" the deep droning voice of Roy Mustang came from the other line.
"Yes Fuhrer" Al said, Ed half laughing in the back ground.
"Al…I'm not the President...yet" Roy breathed.
"Oh that's right I'm sorry. It's just that it's taking you a long time to get up to the top" Al said, by now Ed was laughing loudly in the back ground. (King Bradley a.k.a. Pride is dead, but some one took his place, and Roy hasn't gotten president yet).
Al could hear the agitated tone in Roy's voice.
"I know your still grieving about Ed's death, ( and obviously you feel the need to take his place) but, we need you too come and finish what you started" Roy said. Al's face went red, and he put his hand on the receiver's mouth piece.
"Ed…Ed shut up, stop laughing! Roy still thinks your dead" Al said. Ed stopped laughing.
"Let me see the phone" Ed said. Al held it back.
"No" Al said not wanting Ed to do anything stupid.
"Come on Al, it'll be funny" Ed said. Al glared at him, then Ed got up and tried to snatch the phone from Al, but he held it over his head. Ed couldn't reach it. (I should tell you, that the reason this is sappy/happy is…it's supposed to be a sign of relief for the brothers).
"Dammit...this isn't fair Al" Ed said trying to reach it. Ed jumped abruptly, and got the phone. Al crossed his arms. Al covered his face, wondering what he was about to do.
"Hello jack-ass" Ed said.
"W-who is this?" Roy asked. Ed laughed.
"Ed…Edward Elric" Ed answered, Al faced was drained of color, and Izumi was readying her foot to kick Ed in the face.
"What the hell! Your dead…get your asses down here, we're going to talk this out" and then there was a click.
"What have you done?" Al asked.
"Nothing, he obviously has a plan...right Ed" Izumi said.
"Well not really" Ed muttered. Izumi punched him. Ed got up from the floor, and groaned.
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Ed put Al's two suitcases up above their seat. Al sat down, and crossed his legs. Ed assumed his regular position, looking out the window. It was quiet the whole ride there, neither of the boys having anything to say.
Now they were close once again, and everything seemed right.
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Ed had covered his head with his brown jacket, people giving him strange looks. He finally knocked on Mustangs door, and was told to come in.
When both brothers entered the room, they got paper, and pencils; and the pencils holder hurled at them.
"How your standing in front of me I don't know" Roy said calmly. Both brothers took a seat in chairs in front of his desk. Roy stood up, leaning his hands against the desk.
"You faked your own death?, you woke up in morgue?" Roy asked pacing.
"No" Ed answered.
"Then how the hell-but he let the sentence hang. Al had on Ed's red jacket, and white gloves. His auto-mil hidden, but there was a flaw, something that had slipped their minds.
Ed's right arm now skin, was showing, they hadn't even thought of covering it. Mustang noticed this, and he knew the only way that could happen. Al shook his arms, and sat back in the chair, he hadn't meant to do this he was just trying to get comfortable.
His auto-mail glinted from the sunlight coming off the windows. It was his wrist; Roy grabbed Al and made him stand up.
"Hey!" both brothers voice united in protest. Roy who was ticked off, took off Al's red jacket, and then went over to Ed and did the same thing. Al's auto-mail arm rested on his hip, and Ed's right arm rested on his hip also.
"I'll be damn" Roy said.
Ed snatched his jacket from the chair, Al did the same thing. Roy smirked.
"Two sins now, you boys are just asking for death….but your secret is safe with me" Roy said smirking. Ed smirked too, and Al smiled.
"How are you going to hide, people think your dead, and you certainly can't walk around with the jacket over your head the rest of your life" Roy asked.
"I'm not sure, but I do know that after this assignment, we're out of here for good" Ed said.
Roy said nothing but, smirked.
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They came out of the central, the sun now coming down behind the clouds. Trees casting their looming shadows over the pavement. It was silent between them as Ed got a taxi.
They got in, and drove slowly to the train station; they paid the driver and got out. The sun was now almost completely down, and the last train was packed with people trying to get on. Ed showed them his state alchemist badges, and they smiled and let them board the train.
They sat on the only two available seats across from each other, and Ed's gold wandering eyes looked out the window. The train whistle blew loudly as the last passengers got on, and then the train started moving.
Al smiled at Ed, a smile that said everything that needed to be said. A smile that Ed returned, he had missed that warm smile...the smile that reassured him everything was going to be okay, that they were together and that's all the mattered.
"Well let's go finish what we started" Al said. Ed smirked, and replied:
"No, we're just beginning.
.FIN.
A/N- Okay people, I'm looking for ideas, or anything that might give me a head start on a plot for a story, or a whole plot. I know I'm asking a lot, but I will give you credit for it. Please help me out here! all suggestions will be looked over, and none will be over-looked. The one that I think has the suggestion that best suits my writing style will be picked.
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