Uwahhhhhhh!~ I can't belive (It's not butter!) (Sorry, I had to do it!) that i'm already onto my 3rd chapter. Oh, and right now I'm going to be updating more frequently than usual due to the severe lack of homework iv'e been recieving. But later on, i'll try to update every Sunday. Kapish?! Gah, Iv'e had absoloutly no inspiration to write lately, and I had to re-spurr it by re-watching the entire FMA series. (Go Roy!)

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Disclaimer: Fuck no, I don't own Hetalia or FMA.

Humankind cannot gain anything without first giving something in return. To obtain; something of equal value must be lost. That is alchemy's first law of Equivalent Exchange. In those days, we really believed that to be the world's one, and only truth.

But now, we aren't so sure.

"Ni-san! Ni-san!" "We're going to be late!"

The first thing I hear when I wake up from my (mind you) a freakin' good nap was my little brother trying to wake me up. Cracking open my eyes, I was immediately greeted with the gentle patter-Wait, no, the fuckin' annoying patter or rain. Rolling off the dorm bead, finding that I once again had shoved my hand up my shirt, I stretched, bones setting back into place with satisfyingly loud pops.

"Ni-san, Colonal Mustang called us into his office for an important meeting"

I stare up into the hollow eyeguard of the empty suit of armor, willing my sleep-groggy mind to proces what my younger brother just had said. After figuring out what he had said, I involuntairily let out a loud groan.

"FUUUUUUUUUUUCK"

"You seem upset by this Ni-san"

"How could I not be?'' ''Now I have to deal with the Colonal Bastard's stupid arrogance!" "I can imagine him now!"

I gesture wildly, emphisizing "Colonal Bastard" with a rude flip of my finger. I paced around, continuing my rant and ignoring my brothers indignified shout of "Ni-san!"

I lower my voice to the absolute lowest it could go and put a mirthful smirk on my face.

"It seems like you've returned from another failed mission to find the Phillosopher's stone!" "Oh? this report sheems short." "It's so short, you are almost taller than it!" "Oh?~" "Edward?~" "Where did you go?" "Oh!" There you are!" "I couldn't see you under my piles of paperwork!"

I finished my lame mock-Mustang voice and shifted into my; I hate the world stage.

"Dammit!" "I can see him doing it now!" I ranted.

"Ni-san."

"He's so arrogant and cocky!" "One day I would just love to knock that smirk off his face!"

"Ni-san."

"Augh!" "I hate him!" "He's going to insult me again today, I just know it!"

"Ni- san."

"Not to mention this stupid rain." "I now not only have to visit the Colonal Bastard, but I also have to get wet too!"

"NI-SAN"

I finally register that Al was talking to me and stop my rant mid-breath to ask, "What?"

"We are already 15 minutes late to the meeting, Colonal Mustang said it was important, so I suggest that you get ready soon so we can leave and get there as soon as possible."

Al's voice trailed off into a slight wisper after he lost the intial edge of annoyance he had toward his Brother's rant.

"Yeah, I suppose we should"

I quickly got dressed, throwing on my usual attire of Black boots, shirt and pants with my red cloak and black gloves to top it off. Starting out the door with a brisk pace, I momentarilly stop at the door to look back at Al.

"You comin' or not?" "I'm not going to wait here forever ya' know!"

Al's reaction was immediate. Blushing (as well as a suit of armour could) and flailing, my brother stumbled quickly forward, the metal clunks oh his boots loud on the floor. I walked forward again, trying (and failing) to ignore the rain that instantly soaked through my clothes. I momentarily wondered who got the worst deal out of our attempt of human transmutation, me or Al. I shook my head to quickly clear that thought. It was my duty as the older brother to put Al's well being before mine and to get his whole body back before I even attempt to get my arm and leg back.

The trip to Central wasn't nearly as horrible as I thought it would be. Aside from having to practically drag Alphonse away from a stray cat that he found in an alley way, our journey to the capital was quick and, well, wet.

I inhale in preparation for the loud and obnoxious entrance into the Bastard's office.

"I'm Back!~"

I scream as I kick the door down and focus my attention to the arrogant Colonal in front of me. God I hate that freakin' smirk.

"Ah, Fullmetal, have you brought back your report?"

At the brisk nod of my head he continued smoothly. "If so, I hope it was longer than your last one." "The last one was so short I could almost see you over it!"

"WHO AARE YOU CALLING SO TINY HE DOESN'T NEED TO BREATHE SO OXYGEN DIFFUSES INTO HIS SKIN AND CARBON DIOXIDE DIFFUSES IN?!"

"Ni-san, he didn't say that."

I huffed. thrusting my 3 page long report onto Mustang's desk. Looking up and meeting Mustang's onyx eyes, I felt weariness creep into me as I realize that the Colonal was now completely serious, and there would be no more joking around, snide remarks or insults from this point forward.

"Fullmetal."

Mustang talked like he was pensive, anxious about something. As if he was nervous to tell me what he called me here to tell me in the first place.

"Yes?"

Mustang seemed to calm himself enough to explain the situation to me. He took a deep breath before explaining.

"We've recently detected a strange flare of energy that resounded from an alternate universe." "This energy created a rift that we believe ripped open a space-time portal sucking in inhabitants of the alternate universe into our universe."

I feigned a dissinterested look.

"So what?"

"Although we aren't certain if what the other universe inhabitants look like, act like, or even if they're a threat or not, one thing is certain..."

Mustang leaned against the desk and lowered his voice to a near whisper. As if he didn't want anyone else to hear what he was about to say.

"The rift was caused by Human Alchemy"

Iggy's (Arthur Dammit!) P.O.V

When I first woke up, two buning questions assulted my mind. The first, a mature and legitimate one, I had absolutely no idea what the answer was, as the question was, Where am I? The second, and less mature of the two was just a spotaneous whim of the more sarcastic part of me. Why the hell is this place so white?!

Unfortunately, I did not know answers to either of the questions, so, on a whim, I decided to attempt to move. My joints, which had not been moved in a seemingly long while, popped back into place with obnoxiously loud cracks. Grunting and rolling my shoulders, I quickly assesed if I had all of my limbs.

Fortunately, I suffered no injuries. (Unless, of course, you count my pounding migraine, one that rivaled one of my hangovers, and my stiff back, but lets not go there.) Glancing around, I was perturbed to realize that my first assumption was right and that EVERY. BLOODY. INCH. of this place was white. Another spontaneous thought popped into my head; How long must it take to clean this place? Which I quickly dissmissed with a hard smack to my cheek.

I thought of this place as a room at first, but then discovered that it was just an endless plane of white. Nomatter what direction you walked, everything looked the same. So, with that in mind I walked forward, hoping to come across some form of a living being.

Who knows how long I walked. This place seemed to hold no form of time, so I mearilly continued my journey forward, until I came upon one of the queerest sites that I had ever seen in my life. (Which is to say a lot since I have lived quite a while) Standing before me, or, erm, floating before me was what appeared to be an intricatly carved gate. Upon closer inspection, I discovered that there was nothing behind the gate, unless you count a white expase of mass as something. The sight really was queer as I haven't seen anything aside from me in this place.

How queer indeed.

The peace was not to last as I suddenly heard a voice. The voice, or more like a multitide of voices, caused me to turn and look at "It" for the first time. My heart clenched painfully when I realized that the blank huminoid figure was actually the sillouette of Alfred. The "Thing" seemed to be speculating me. It's eerie glance (Or lack thereof) caused me to shift nervously in place, my eyes finding the white floor suddenly very interesting.

"Yo!"

"Who-who are you?" I exclaim in suprise.

"Oh! I'm glad you asked!" "I am what you countries would call the world." "Or perhaps the universe." "Or perhaps God." "Or perhaps truth." "Or perhaps all." "Or perhaps one." " And I am also,"

The white being pointed it's finger directly at me.

"You."

"M-me?!" I manage to stutter out, eyes widening as a sence of panic began to flow into me. My legs carried my body backwards until I felt my back hit the cold surface of the gate. "Truth" simply smiled, mouth twitching open to reveal the smile that I so desperately wanted to see again. Getting lost in "Truth's" smile, I didn't notice the gate opening and a giant slitted eye opening within it's darkness. I ripped my eyes away from Alfred's form to face the gate once again. Panic flaring up as I came face to face with the eye.

"Welcome, you stupid fool who does not know his place."

Dark, ribbon-like hands shot out at me, wrapping around my struggling body. I let out a high pitched scream, fearing for my life. But no-matter how hard I struggled, the hands simply dragged me closer and closer to the opening of the gate. I look up to find Alfred's form looking at me, smiling that beautiful smile.

"Pipe down, this is what you wanted isn't it?"

As I finally got dragged into the gate, I thrashed, attempting to keep the slowly closing gate open. The last thing that I saw of the outside world was that beautiful smile mouthing words.

"Don't worry, I will show you the truth."

With those final words, the gate closed, surrounding me with darkness.

Inside of the gate, it was completely dark. I plummeted downwards, hurtaling until the hards jerked my body to an abrupt stop. My breathing finally calmed and I started to relax into the hands tight grip, hoping that they would end my life soon. Then, the information came.

It felt like a tremendous amount of information was being stuffed into my brain. The world's secrets, wishes and desires. People, animals, plants, information and knowledge all got crammed into my head until I thought it would explode.

"S-S-S-Stop my heads going to split open!"

My body started trembling uncontrolably, muscles and limbs no-longer listening to my brains commands. My eyes darted to-and fro as if trying to escape the images flowing behind my closed lids. My hands clenched, trying to find something to grasp on to and ground my swarming thoughts. Finding nothing except air, my fingers dug themslves into the palms of my hands, causing crescents of blood to appear on my once pristine hands.

My body felt like it was splitting apart. Every molecule in my body exploded with every new wave of information. I thought that this was how I was going to die, body decomposing after seeing to much information. I tear open my eyes, coming face to face with Alfred again. Reaching out my trembling hand, I grasp onto his wrist, trying to bring him closer to me.

Then I realized it. I saw the truth, the truth of the world.

Then, as suddenly as I came, I found myself reaching out to nothing but air, standing in front of "Truth" once again.

"How was it?" Truth asked with a hint of mokery in his voice.

I ignored the jeer and turned to look back at the gate.

"Yeah, my theory of human transmutaion was correct." I stated, walking toward the gate. I placed my hands on the gates engraved surface.

"It's just missing something!" "What I seek was just ahead... The truth about human transmution!" "Please show it to me again!"

"Truth" stood up, face showing neither a smile nor a frown. But his voice clearly leaked the disdain that he was feeling.

"I can't" "I can only show this much for the toll you payed."

"Toll?"

"Yes, Toll"

As soon as "Truth" muttered those two words, his body began forming into a vortex, black matter flowing outward from him at an alarming pace.

"B-but what about Alfred?"

"Alfred is dead."

"Wait, no!"

As the swirling vortex engulfed my body and searing pain wracked my fragile frame, I realized the one thing that puzzled me about human transmutation. As soon as I realized it, I laughed at the sheer irony of the situation. I now realized what I truely wanted in life, what truely made me happy. It wasn't Alfred per say. No, it was the world that I lived in, and the memories, the history that I had made in that world.

So what did "Truth" do?

He stole my world.

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Cliff Hanger much? Sorry for the aweful ending to this chapter. But you're the one who read it! Anyways~, the rest of these chapters will be about this length each. (Maybe a little bit longer) Iv'e been updating frequently, not only because of the severe lack of homework I have, but also because I have this new idea i'm working with on this story. I can't continue working on this story though until the first 10 people review and choose the characters they want for the story. So... yeah.

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