The Search

Edward Elric stepped off the train. "I am back here again. And only 7 hours have passed…" Edward sighed to himself. He stepped forward, then stopped. "Just where the hell am I supposed to go?" Edward laughed to himself. A sort of 'heh heh… heh eh eheh…'

Then he walked. It was late at night already, but he couldn't just waste time by sleeping. Someone's life was at risk. Edward hastened his pace, wondering who he could ask. The night had grown cold, and no one dared to venture out into the streets, fearing the plague that might get to them anytime. But Edward wasn't afraid. If I got the plague, it serves me right.

He carried on walking, rubbing his hands together. Then he saw someone up front. No… not one person. It was two. "Who's there?" Edward ask, squinting. One of them was a woman, and the other a man. The man was holding onto a leash… with a dog that looks crazy. That dog… its infected! Why…aren't those two scared? And they're gonna infect the whole goddamned street! What the f are they doing!? Thoughts like this ran through Ed's mind as the woman stepped closer. The Ousborus tattoo on her chest was clearly visible to Ed. Lust smiled at him.

"Lust!" Edward said, stepping backwards. "What the hell? And… who the hell is that?" Edward stared at the man, who was still hidden in the shadows. He stepped up beside Lust. It was the man Edward met and he was on the verge of collapsing, his face pale. He was grinning, his eyes wide and staring. "I want… revenge." He whispered.

"He's here for revenge Fullmetal. Have fun…" Lust said. She extended her nails and cut the leash to the dog. Edward gasped and started to run. He dashed down the street, cursing. The lights were all out, and there was nobody. If he called for help, nobody would come out and save him from this crazy dog, nobody seriously wants to get infected as well.

The dog cornered him at a dead end in an alley at last and Edward faced his opponent, gasping for air. "Don't come near me." Edward warned. The dog leapt. Edward screamed. The dog's claws ripped at his torso, drawing blood and tearing cloth. Edward pushed the dog away and clapped his hands together, transmuting a blade. The dog bit down on his left arm, blood spurting out. Edward swung out at the dog, screaming madly in pain, his eyes burning.

BANG. BANG! BANG.

The dog spun to a corner, lying still, three bullet wounds in it, and several slash marks by Ed's automail. "You okay?" A voice called and a blue-haired man approached him. "Oh, it's a boy… are you alright?" The man asked, putting down his gun and approaching him, not showing any hint of fear. "I am Fiar." He said quickly, feeling Ed's temperature. "Hmm… nothing yet. I hope you're fine."

Edward was stunned as the guy called Fiar helped him to his feet. Blood dripped down his arm and torso. "I am looking for the antidote to the plague. Have you any idea?" Edward asked hurriedly, ignoring the fact that he was bleeding.

Fiar's eyes widened, then he smiled. "A person asked my an hour ago too. Looks like both of you are sure in a hurry. Everyone's wanting it now. Say… aren't you the Fullmetal Alchemist?" Fiar frowned, looking at the red coat and his height. "You're just what those people said! Brave! Talented…" Fiar looked at the blade Ed had transmuted. "A genius with blonde braids, brilliant gold eyes and a red coat… automail…"

Edward smiled. So he was pretty famous. "For a State Alchemist, I should make an exception… like the guy a hour ago. He looked so menacing I had to give it to him. I can get you the antidote, but of course, you do believe in equivalent exchange?" Fiar asked Ed. Edward jumped, but nodded. "Yes. Of course I do."

"Then I need you to help me."

Edward followed Fiar, his injured hand and torso bounded by his coat, which he tore up to bandage himself. Edward was feeling a little sick and weird. And he had a splitting headache. He supposed that it was because of lack of sleep and food.

"What do you need me to help you with?" Edward asked curiously as Fiar approached a smashed up house. It was once very beautiful, Ed could tell, but now it was really smashed up. Abstract art? Edward felt a tinge of sadness. "This…"

"This was my house. Is it possible for you to fix it?" Fiar asked hopefully. "This is all I ask for." Edward stared. Something so simple?! He nodded his head and clapped his hands together, bringing them to the ground. BASHOOOM! The house looked as good as new, and Fiar stared, wide-eyed. "Wow." He said, barely a whisper. He put something into Edward's hand as Edward straightened up. Fiar smiled at him and thanked him. Then he walked away.

Edward stared. That guy's… a little weird. He… we barely met. Edward looked into his hand, his head throbbing. It was a piece of paper and a bottle of yellow liquid. He looked at the paper.

Mr Alchemist,

I hope you still could help me with something else.

Can you remember me? And help me say hello to Pinako

Rockbell and Winry Rockbell. I hope they're well.

You must be wondering how I knew them.

Who wouldn't know Edward Elric's automail engineer?

-Fiar

P.S. That's the antidote. I can't tell you how to make it,

You have to find out for yourself. Please DO NOT

Reveal this to anybody. Thanks!

Edward smiled and cringed, holding his arm. He stepped back onto the streets and saw Fiar roaming around the streets again. He smiled and made his way back to the train station. No time to dawdle around… he needed to get back, Winry's life is in danger. Edward swallowed the sour thought of himself being to blame… and Al's ignoring him…

Edward coughed weakly and continued walking.

Lust blinked. The man lay behind her, dead with a pool of blood around him. Lust knew Ed was weakened and she smiled smugly to herself. "Yes. Time to take you down. Your love won't get anywhere." Fiar stood beside her, and smiled. White light came over him and he became Envy. "Heh. That pipsqueak fell for it. Like his brother. But now his brother is what is making him feel morally down. Wait till he hears that his brother had won."

Edward dragged his feet up the Rockbell's front doorsteps and knocked weakly. It was 4 am in the morning. There was light shuffling in the house and Pinako opened the door. "Edward. What is it?" Pinako said, sighing and glaring at him. Edward hid his weakening voice, trying to sound strong. His head was throbbing. And he felt like vomiting. His coats strips were wet with blood and they are dripping down his legs to the ground.

He held up the bottle of antidote. "I found it." He said strongly, looking at Pinako with his eyes, though not as golden as before. Pinako gave a smile. "Heh, who told you to go and look for it? Winry's fine when the doctor came over. Al got the antidote 2 hours before you did. You sure took long enough."

Edward stared. And he smiled to himself. "Glad to know she's fine already. It was my fault." He sighed. He turned around and walked down the steps, feeling faint. He held back his coughs. Pinako squinted out in the dark. "Where are you going? Come in."

Edward shook his head. "I'll let Al cool down first… I'll sleep somewhere else. Don't worry. " Edward closed his eyes and growled. Alphonse is way better than me. He must have found the antidote all by himself. Not by sheer luck. Edward cursed, and threw down the bottle of antidote, crushing it under his feet. The yellow liquid seeped into the soil.

Lust watched from the woods, smiling slightly. "Stupid boy." And she shuffled into the darkness as Ed headed her way.

Pinako watched him wearily. At least he still has the heart to find the antidote for Winry. Edward disappeared out of sight, and Pinako started to close the doors. Then he almost slipped on something wet. "Hmm?" she turned on the lights and the lights from the house illuminated the ground. Blood was on the ground, a pool so red and fresh. The blood left a trail down the front porch all the way out of the gates. "Edward…" Pinako realized. "He's hurt… its too dark, and I couldn't see. EDWARD!" Pinako ran down the steps and looked around in the dark. Alphonse emerged. "What is it, Granny?" Winry had also woken up, looking down. She was much better than before. "Granny? Why are you shouting Edward's…" Winry saw the blood on the ground and her heart hammered against her chest. "Where is he?!" She asked, running down the stairs.

Alphonse knew the blood was his brother's. "My brother… he is hurt…?" Alphonse ran out of the house. "Brother?! Where are you? We… we have to look for him!"

Winry, Pinako and Alphonse went out of the gates, as the rain began to fall down on Resembool.

SECOND CHAPTER FIN!!!!!

I hope you enjoyed my boring story. I suck at fighting scenes xD haha ok, PLS R&R!!!!!! I want to know! If you have any inspiration, pls TELL ME sorry for my terrible English xD