Chapter 4 Crappy quality equal to that of word pad. Oh well. I'll fix it after my Elric family has two cats. Shibuken and Death the Cat. A play on Death the Kid.

Dark

I smirked as I shook Trisha's hand. I blushed when I realized that I was still fourteen. I shrugged it off and smiled even wider. "Shinji should be home by three thirty. In the mean time, go ahead and read some of the twin's manga." A kitten wandered in and mewled. I smiled. "Al's cat, my youngest son's. Male kitten, he's eight months... I think. He found him on a rainy day. Shibuken. That's the kitten's name." she looked around. "Death the Cat should be somewhere." I laughed. A black cat with gold eyes and a white left ear sat in the hall.
"Is that Death?" I pointed. Trisha turned and nodded.
"Ed's cat. Would you like to stay here? Shinji would love it. Al has a bunk bed. You can stay on the bottom bunk." She offered.
"Sure." I smiled. "Until Shinji needs to leave for the next world. Nanoha."
"Her device. She was entrusted with one at a young age." Trisha held a metal feather that was gold and had a black gem set in the base. It hung on a necklace. "She never had used it, disappearing not long after my husband left me for another woman." She held a sad gaze in her eyes. Her blonde hair waved in the breeze created by the fan, standing by the open window. "Oh, Roy..." I turned my head to the side. Roy. That name was familiar.

Shinji

I sighed as I shut the door behind me, Ed already climbing the three steps to the kitchen. His duct taped hand reflected minute traces of light. Made it out of Bristol board and hot glue along with the silver tape. He took his boots off. I looked at how much he reflected Edward Elric's persona. He acted in many ways that mirrored him. His coal eyes made him sorta a novelty in the anime club. 'Oh, look! Edward Elric! He's got most of the looks! But his eyes are the same shade as Roy's! Whhhhaaaat? You're in the Miniskirt Army? No WAI! That makes you my sworn enemy! Risemball at lunch!' That was the fight that escalated in the club. Then: 'Look! It's Ed's twin! Her looks are swapped! Gold eyes and raven hair!' The guys gushed over me. Cue fights. " Hey." I heard the world's most familiar voice from the bottom of the stairs. I looked down and saw... My ex... Dark. I blushed brightly, hopping in place, then jumping down the flight of stairs, tackling him to the cement floor.
"Dark!" I nuzzled my face into his neck. I felt his arms come up and hug me, his prosthetic in a even more crappier state than before. "Dark... I love you."
"I love you more."
"I love you most."
"You are my world."
"You are my sun."
"My queen."
"My universe."
"I can't top that!" (A/N from Fate12343- Hey.. That's my saying.. O_O) He laughed as I looked at my lover's face. He smiled brightly at me. I cried and nuzzled his neck.
"Yo! Trick or treating tonight!" Ed called, throwing garbage bags down to us.
"I'm going as Ed, still."
"Going as Roy. I decided that." He smirked, pulling out a wig cap and a wig. He pulled the cap on and then the wig. He changed his eye color to that of Roy Mustang's and pulled a three piece suit from a bag. He went to change and came back. Mom looked at him and almost burst into tears.
"Wow. You look just like him." He smirked as he pulled the alchemic gloves that Roy uses. He snapped, sparks flying.
"Flint." He explained. Ed came down with Al. Al was dressed in a suit of armor I'd seen in his room, the loin cloth was missing then.
"Come on, Nee-San!" Al called. I smiled.
"Nii-San tonight, ya stupid hunk of metal." I replied.
"Coming you two?" Ed called down, "Shinji! You need to change!" I climbed the stairs, 'Roy' right behind me. I unbraided my hair and shook it out and ruffled it, the strands turning blonde. I walked to our room. My cosplay was hanging from the top bunk. I quickly found the binding shirt and put it on then the rest of the cosplay. I pulled the white gloves on, making sure my Automail was snug to my skin. I flexed my right.
"Perfect." I approved. Ed came in.
"Braid." He told me as he braided my hair back. His was in a high ponytail and he wasn't wearing his Automail, gold contacts in his eyes. "Shamballa Ed." He shrugged as he got the outfit on, coat and all. Conqueror of Shamballa is an awesome movie. I recommend buying it. I sighed as I heard clinking on the table and a fierce 'MMMMRRROOOWWW!" and a black cat came steering into the room, whamming into the door and running up to Ed. My twin stooped and scooped the traumatized cat up. "Hewwo Death... Somethin' scawe wou?" He asked in a baby voice. The cat purred as Ed scratched behind his white ear.
"Death the Cat." I laughed. "Death the Kid from Soul Eater?" I guessed. He smiled.
"Exactly!" He scratched the cat's chin. Supper was at five. Yummy foods. That's about it. Hehe. All equipped with two garbage bags each and two with wings and one who can pull his head off and three places to go to, we were ready! The four of us set off.

Al and I stayed close and the two meisters of Automail acted like we should to Colonel Dark. As supposed, we brought home two garbage bags each. Ate like kings that week. Hah. So much candy. Ed and I were still going so mom sent us with a pillow case each. We took our home neighborhood again. Easily nailing more. Another anime fan, looking like Ash Ketchem from Pokemon looked at us. "Hey Ed! Is that your Sis?"
"Hey, -"(bleeped out for his privacy) I smiled. Ash laughed.
"Hey!" He replied. I smiled.
"Nice seeing you." I smiled and continued on. About five hours were spent. Al was sitting, the armor off and sitting by him, on the couch, a small pile of Aero wrappers beside him. He smiled, waving a slightly chocolate covered hand. Dark was passed out on the floor, the 1-3 volume open around the second volume on his face. His light snores came up through the paper. I snickered. I saw mom holding something that looked similar to a sword on the other side. I ran over.
"Here's your intelligent device. Nanoha is next." She told me. I took the sword. "Konichiwa, Kaisa!" I heard the Japanese voice say. Hello, Colonel. Wow. "Watashi-wa Tsubasa no Hagane no!" I am Fullmetal Wings. I smirked. Cool. "Scythe form." it changed into a scythe, a one sided sickle like one that doubled and looked like Death Scythe. I half expected Spirit to talk to me. "Rifle Mode!" Fullmetal Wings chirped happily and changed to a gun, something that looked like the wings from the Flemel Cross folded out from the side, I accidentally shot it, Fullmetal Wings saying 'Flame Dash!' in the process. I paled as a fire bullet hit the wall. I ran and patted the fire out. "Hammer Form!" Fullmetal Wings changed once more into a hammer. Well, something that looked like a hammer. I sighed. It changed back after showing me the forms into a necklace with a gold wing and a purple gem. I blushed slightly. The other side had a small Flemel Cross etched into the metal. I put it on and tucked it under the tank.

At Brookfield, at the anime club, a new girl walked in, short, spiky hair and brown eyes. The way she walked was familiar and her face... I couldn't place it anywhere though. "Who are you?" One of the mean girls of the club (they're all into Shojo, but no shonen. They think they're soooo cool, just because they watch romance anime.) asked her. The new girl put a hand on her hip.
"Shojo fans? More like 4Kids noobs." She commented. "Here's a tip: watch Funimation dubs or the original, stop watching Pokemon." She looked down at them and whipped out a black DSi. "If you're going to do Pokemon, do the games." She clicked away.
"Miss, if you want to join, can I have your name?"
"Chrona or Chronos." She absentmindedly replied, after a short pause. "Ugh... It's Verity... Dammit." She muttered. I poked Ed and Dark in the ribs.
"She said her real name is Verity, that Chrona girl."
"Chrona is a character in Soul Eater..." Ed muttered, being the shonen otaku he was.
"I know!" I reminded him. "And my old name was Verity, before I cast it aside. Like my...Shit! Dark, could a 'case' be reused?" I whispered. Dark nodded, not paying attention to Episode 20 of Gundam.
"A soul can be shoved in. That's what she is. A shell with a soul." He muttered. I nodded. Ed sighed.
"Wish Soul Eater was playing..." He looked at the screen. "Then..."
"Chrona' is the case your soul was in. It's been recycled." I paled.

Leaving the whole book on cliff hangers. :P Well, almost halfway. I need to come up with things to develop into a brawl between body and soul.