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Chapter 1: THE BOOK
His desk was a mess. He had to admit it, he couldn't dare lie, but he wouldn't dare say how badly his room appeared. Ed has been looking for a way to get back where be belonged. Back in Risenbool. There were piles of books high as mountains, paper by the dozen, even his trash was like a pyramid. His mind was all cluttered with all of this information, but most of his mind was on that book.
When Ed got home, he put his wall of book onto his desk, then took the book that was on top. He tasted it onto his bed and went to work on the other eight books that he brought home from the library. Even when he was working he kept on looking that old, leather, purple jeweled book. Ed wanted to know what was in that book, yet he didn't want to. He was scared about what he could find, but he needed to know. Kept on wondering about this book meant and about the scared, beautiful red headed girl drove him insane.
Trying to walk around the distorted room and couldn't take it, he stomped out side his room pasted the piles of books that stood before him, and slammed the door shut, making all the book jump. A couple seconds later, Ed's door burst open, the mountain of books crashed to the ground, he grabbed the book from his bed. Sped toward his desk, he shoved off all the remaining things off and threw the book upon the wooden surface.
"Hey!" Hoenheim yelled from the cutch reading the newspaper. "What the hell are you doing up there Edward?"
"Spring cleaning!" Ed answered. Hoenheim didn't even bother. He trusted his son was making a bigger mess in that pig sty of a room. He's not aloud to go in there, but who would? Hoenheim didn't know why Ed said "spring cleaning", because it is a few days till Christmas. He sighed and went back to reading about this girl that was helping at the orphanage tomorrow.
Back in Ed's room he was thinking of what would be inside. He was scared but enchase. Ed slowly opened the book but paused. His eyes turned shock white and he saw that red haired girl. He hired her scream in pain, saw her in a corner of a room, holding her head with her hands. The crimson liquid dripped onto the stone floor.
Ed shook his head getting that…what was it,…an illusion or a dreaded nightmare. Why was that girl coming back to his sight? Does it have to do with that book? He was determined to know what is in that book. His hand reached down toward the book, he hesitated. Ed didn't want to have that vision again. Ed grabbed the book and nothing happened. Taking a breath of relief, while slowly opening the mysterious book. Ed went to the first page and was pissed off. This book doesn't say a damn thing? Ed screamed in his head. Is this just some kind of language or something? I don't understand a damn thing! "This is a waist of time." Ed grabbed the book and through it into the trash and his angry head crashed into the desk. How did I find that book?
He was waiting for the crash from the book, but it didn't come. Ed looked drowsily at the trash can, his eyes bugged out. The book was hovering over the garbage. Walking over to the book, looking to see if there was anyone there. He had read in one of the books from when he was little, that some people can turn invisible. Waving his arms around the book so fast that he looked like a propeller. The spinning around the book was finished but what was making it hover like that is the question.
Looking at the book in different directions he had noticed that there were some kind of an envelope. He began to open the hard covered book and the book fell while he was holding the cover. There was more than one envelope. There were about ten. Looking at the letters, he found out that they were numbered. Why would anyone number there letters? He picked up the letter that said 'one' on it. He turned it to the back so that he could see who the letter was for. 'Landen.' Who the hell is this Landen guy and why does he have his stupid letters in this old forgotten book?
Ed put the old, rusty book onto the table and started to pick up the letters. He went to go grab number six when it jumped up and sat on it's short side. Ed was shocked. How the hell did it to that? Pretty soon all of the letters were in the on there short side. What the hell is going on? The letters started to turn green. Ed tried to grab the letters, but they decided to jump somewhere else. "Hey," Ed yelled. "get you paper asses back here."
Jumping trying to grab the letters, meanwhile making a bigger mess than it already was. The letters were everywhere and Ed couldn't catch one. "What the hell is going on up there?" Hoenheim exclaimed.
"Nothing, just trying to find a book," Ed answered. Some of his books feel to the floor as some of the letters did flips from one pile of books to the other.
"I'm coming up there." Hoenheim started to go up the stairs.
"No it's ok…I got it under control." He grabbed one of the green, bouncing letters. "Ha, finally got you."
"Are you sure that you're ok?"
"Yeah…I'm fine."
Hoenheim went into the kitchen to make himself something to eat. For some reason he was really hungry.
After what it seamed like three hours, Ed finally got all of the hyper letters. He thought that they would start bouncing like children again, but they didn't. It seamed like if they were touched by human hands they stopped what they were doing. They turned back to the white color they once were. Ed found the letter that said "one" again, but this time when he was putting down the other nine letters he put a paperweight on it. Hahahahaha. Try and get away now.
He sat down in his chair and looked at the letter. Maybe I shouldn't open it. He looked back at the other pile of letters. Or maybe I should, or else the letters might go around my room again. Looking around his room he realized that he made a bigger mess than usual. Now I have to clean even more. Greeaaattt. Ed opened the letter and unfolded it...
Sorry the chaper is so short I am having a hard time writing this. I know what to write but can't write it the way that I want it.