Author Note: Yes, I love to put these things in here. sigh I thought this chapter was ok. It kind of ticked me off how much I edited it. There were a lot of things I wanted to but in context but it didn't seem to fit. I'm pissed how I didn't write how mad the police would have gotten if they knew a women would be doing their jobs. The Nazi's believe a women was supposed to " bare the Germany seven children". OMG! That a lot of kids. Knowing me I'm not going to have kids knowing how I was. I don't want some ADD and bipolar kid running around the house. Let alone SEVEN!!! Anyways I forgot to mention on my first note that Cantos is Chapter in Italian. once again another historical content here but Cantos are that Dante the wrote the Divine Comedy used for his chapters. I think chapters get kinda old. Oh well. Here's Ed and Al. Enjoy... oh yeah and please comment.
The pattering of rain hit the huge metal garage like door. Edward Elric groaned and rolled his golden eyes. He looked away from the rocket he was working and toward the garage door. "Just great." he muttered under his breath. Ed was not having a good day. For one it was either Al, Noah, or himself that forgot the electricity bill. They had tried to hold it off for a long time since they barely had enough money to eat. The inflation from the war raised the price up to a completely unreasonable amount. Second, he hadn't gotten any sleep due to Rawnie's crying. Ed's mind drifted to Noah thinking how she was dealing being a single mother and a gypsy. Both where not accepted well in society and many times caused some people that thought they where "True German's" to jeering at her and then spitting on her (that was when they where kind to her.) Ed sighed.
Alphonse Elric pushed himself from underneath the motor he was working on. His face was smeared with grease and the same with his clothes. He didn't really care since most of the time he spent most of the time in the workshop. Instead of trying to find the uranium bomb, he and his brother had to make enough money to eat. He wiped his brow and looked at his brother. "What is it?" Al said commenting on Ed's last remark. He could tell he was either thinking of either Winry or Noah. For some reason his mind had been on both of them.
"It's the gosh darn rain Al." Ed moaned. "How are we going to get home?" he said. Al felt a little weird about going in the rain. Some times he had to remind himself he wasn't in a suit of armor that was held together by a blood seal. "I guess we had to walk in the rain." He said smiling. Ed smiled back at him. Al's smile made Ed always smile. Was it the fact he hadn't seen Al smile most of his life since of the accident. But hadn't most of their life been an accident? Both Ed and Al knew they should have died a long time ago, but it seemed as if some kind of forced wanted them to live. The brother had seen the gate about four or three times. It depended on which one of them you asked.
Ed's stomach rumbled. "We should be getting home Al. I'm starving. I wondering was Noah going to cook us." he said with bit sarcasm. All they could afford where potatoes and water. Usually dinner was some sort of gypsy recipe for potatoes. Ed and Al felt sick when even the word potato came up. I mean potatoes weren't even pretty; they may have been in fact the ugliest vegetable that was ever put on this earth. I mean who would want to get some thing that has eyes on it and is from under ground? "Hahaha very funny Ed. Noah is trying to do the best for us. I mean I bet she having the toughest time ever since of what happened." Al said looking down at the cold, grey concrete. Ed looked down at his arm. "Yeah." Ed said. "We should get going. It looks like this rain isn't going to hold up. Hey guys where leaving." Ed said. The blonde haired, blue-eyed versions of Bido, Dorchet, and Loa turned around and nodded them good-bye. Thier eyes seemed to be faded on their work and didn't really care if the brother's left. Money is what they cared for, to feed themselves is what they cared for, and for German pride is what they cared for.
Ed pushed up the metal garage door as Al followed him. The rain started to drench the brothers as soon as they went outside. The water falling from the sky made their clothes cling to their bodies as it thudered out side. "Oh this is perfect." He said with a sigh. Both Al and Ed flung their wet hair from their faces. "Don't worry brother." He said trying to add some optisims to the situation.
As they walked they looked at the street of Munich. Children with dirt smeared on their cheeks looked up at the brothers clinging to their mothers. A women reached out toward the two boys with a metal bent up cup. "please." She croaked. Al looked at the lady with empathy as Ed pulled him away. "Sorry madam, we can barely afford to live our selves." Ed said looking up at the sky. The women crawled back with her children in the alley way. Al looked at his brother. "This is the way it is… I mean here in Germany." Ed said still looking up at the sky. Right now, Ed and proably Al wished for them to be back in central.
Al and Ed spun around as they heard a splashing sound that came from a car running in the rain. The car was speeding. It was fimilar to the brother's. "Officer Hughes." The brother said at the same time looking at each other. Both of them ran toward the car and hit it's exterior. Officer Hughes rolled down his window. "Ed, Al, right now I have work to do." He said looking quiet distrubed. "We only ask us to take us home, I mean look at the weather outside." Ed said drenched in the rain. Al gave him his puppy dog stare. " You can get in the car… but I can't stop at your house. Supposedly their been a murder I have to attent to." He said looking at both of them dead In the eye. Officer Hughes's eyes had dark circles telling them that work had not been kind to him. They gave him a cold nod as the entered in the back seat of the German police car. His eyes had a hint of disbelive to Al ever since the death of Alfon Heiderich's death, he was their to see it but was still doubting.
There was a long silence. Ed felt he was in custody for a crime or something because he was in a back seat. Al just looked out the window thinking. This was a trait Al had obtain. This world was so new to him he wanted to absorb all of it. Hughes was the one whom broke the silence. "You know you shouldn't be living with the Gpysy." He said disgusted. " I know for a fact you didn't pay your electric bill… I bet she stole your money." He said. Ed gave him a nasty look. "She has a name and it's Noah. Perfectly honest she could never steal money from me, she just not like that. " Ed said getting angry. "Plus have you found the person… who… who raped her?" Ed said in a whisper. Al turned his head around. Both of them knew Officer Hughes didn't give a shit. Maybe in Hughes's mind he thought she was the that provocte it os some ridiculous like that.
It was about a year ago when it happened. Al and Ed where coming home from work. Both of them frustrated trying to figured out where the uraium bomb was. They had to plan out their trip since it would probably be very expensive and since money was short, every penny counted. The day was a dark and windy one. It was around fall time and the trees around the house where bare and eerie looking. The brother noticed a girl at their door. She was bent down on their door step crying. Both of the brother ran to her. To their shock it was Noah. He clothes where torn and she had to hold them to her body so they whouldn't fall off her. Her arms and legs where bleeding and blood was come from the side of her mouth. "Edward… Edward… I need some where to live." She said with a soft quiver of a voice. I took about four weeks for her to finally tell that she was raped. Noah had just recently had her child, Rawnie whom was a baby girl. She was fairer then her mother but still had a little bit of gypsy in her. She was a handful of work, but her beening obivouse to the evil of the world made her a joy. Al and Rawnie got along better then Ed and her. Al and her had the common intrest of the house hold cat, which Al found and brought home.
Officer Hughes turned toward them. "No.. but I have been busy. Plus Garcia just moved in." he said with a smile as he thought of the beautiful blonde. Ed stomache was in knots. Al whent back to looking out the window.
Al's eye widened as they passed their house. "STOP THE CAR!!" Al screamed out. Out side of there house was a crowd of five men, three of them of Aryan race and the other two had brown hair, but blue eyes. The when screaming at the house "Zigeunerabschaum." Or "Gypsy scum." In one man's hand was a paint brush and a bucket of paint. The man was cleary stupid because it was raining to paint Zigeunerabschaum on the side of the house. But the red paint looked eeriely like blood as if it where dripping off the house. But that wasn't the worst thing. The House hold cat, or Tiger as they called it was hanging from a tree liveless from a noose. Ed looked out side to see the sight. "GODDAMN IT STOP THE CAR AND STOP THIS MADNESS!!!" Ed yelled at Officer Hughes. Hughes speed up the car a little bit and kept on going on his way. "I'm sorry But I told you that I have to be some where. I bet some of the other Officer are going to be mad at me by taking this long." He said with coldness in his voice. "But that's are Fucking house!!!" Ed screamed at him. Al looked out side the window, and tear fell from his cheeck. Hughes's gave him a quick look that made Ed silent. "Where almost there." He said eye's on the road again.
They where now in the country hillsides of Germany 'Why would any one what to kill some one here?' Ed wondered. The place seemed to have a far away distance from Munich even if it was about a mile away from the city. Officer Hughes drove up to the house. There was yellow do-not-cross tape surrounding the house. He parked the car and got out. Ed and Al got out of the car. Hughes looked at them; his golden green eyes where stern and told them to get back in the car. " I think you boys should get back in the car. I heard this was quiet…a disturbing murder." He said with a voice Ed never heard in Officer Hughes's voice before. "Nothing is as disturbing as what I have seen." Ed said staring at him in the eye. Hughes knew exactly what Edward was talking about… The Gate and the death of Heiderich. Hughes sighed and let them by. Hughes didn't want to argue with them after what they saw. Ed and Al entered the house to see something that made their stomachs flip.
There in the middle of the living room floor was a man naked. All over his body was a crude but ancient looking art of what was the bubonicbubonicbubonicBubonic plague. But the drawings weren't made by a paintbrush or any other writing utensil, but with a knife. "My god… The murder used a knife to draw this image onto the man." Hughes said. But that wasn't all. With the man blood, or that's what Ed guessed was with the man's blood was the transmutation circle that meant creation, or closely looked like it the only difference was for the fact a pentacle was in the middle of it, and what was laying on top of the pentacle was the man. The man's arms where spread out and one of his hands held a book. His grey eyes looked lifeless and cold as they looked toward the heavens. Al and Ed looked at each other. Both of them knew what they where thinking. 'Is that a transmutation circle?' They told each other with their eyes.
A police officer come over to Hughes and gave him what we now call a Hitler salute. "Officer Hughes we just confirmed the man's name was Trevor Bacon. He was in the War fighting against Germany for the British troops. Also we called up Munich University." He said.
"Sir, what use does the University have to offer?" Officer Hughes asked.
"Officer, Mr.Haushofer suggested two students of this. Both of them are supposed to be incredible in symbolism and ancient science. Supposedly one out of the two is a girl whom is already finding out secrets in symbolism that nobody knew. She may help us in this investigation…" the man said. Hughes was shock that a girl was the top of Mr. Haushofer's classes. Another police came toward Officer Hughes." Sir, we just learned that there have been six other murders very similar to this one." Said the police. Ed and Al looked at eachother. "SEVEN!!?" they exclaimed. Every one in the room looked them. Ed and Al knew what the other one was thinking. 'the seven homunculi crossed the gate.' Officer Hughes came to them. "some times there some one that kills…" he said only to be cut off by Al. "we know, You don't know what happened where I was. There was a lot of that for our sake." He said looking at his hand with a vacant expression. Ed looked shocked at Al. This was the first time in a long time he talk to anyone about the gate and Ametris. Plus this was unusally weird since it was to Officer Hughes. Hughes always wonder where Al came from, if it was really Shamballa, the place Dietlinde Eckart was telling the truth. But if this boy, whom was only around the age 16 witnessed death truly it wasn't a paridise that they thought it was. Plus after that day Officer Hughes tried to forget everything he saw, for one it didn't make any sense. But it kept slipping into his dreams, when Gracia's sweet face appeared in his dreams the background of the gate appeared with a little girl holding Gracia's hand. The words 'I miss you.' Kept on playing in his mind when he had this dream. Hughes shook his head. "Well, he died with a struggled. My guess was they drew on him alive." Said one of the police men. The police looked at Hughes giving him a meancing look at the brothers. They seemed out of place for this type of investigation. "Mr. Elric. He has knowledge on these types of circles or what ever there called." Hughes said and gave her a look that said your-a-woman-know-your-place. Ed looked at him and gave him a nasty snir. 'I thought he promised not to bring that up.' Ed thought.
Al felt very uncomfotable. For one he was looking a naked dead body that was a living transmuation circle. Another reason was he just saw his new cat being hanged and did nothing, Plus it didn't help that he mention about Amteris or rather implied the Gate. He was sure Ed whould yell at him when he got home to the dark, electric-less home. Al grey eyes tried to wander away from the body. He moved toward the coffe table and noticed a cup of tea with a book lying right next to it. "'The Mirror of Alchimy'" he whispered. He picked up the book entranced by it. "Roger Bacon?? Where have I heard that name before?" he said. Suddenly his mind flashed back to when he was younger. "He was in father's journals." He thought shocked. "Is Alchimy the same thing as Alchemy?" Al said unknowingly out loud. "Yes," said a young girls voice with a quiver of an unknown fear to it. "Very much so… Sons of Paracelsus or should I say Sons of Hohenheim? All I can say is Alle Ding' sind Gift und nichts ohn' Gift; allein die Dosis macht, das ein Ding kein Gift ist." And thus the blood line of two out of the three most famouse alchemists in history met once agian. The Elric brothers just meet Matilda or should I say Tillie von Nettesheim ancestor of Heinrich Cornelius Agrippa von Nettesheim or the noble occult alchemist.