This is sorta a mix of the Anime and Manga, with Sloth being Ed's homunculus mother in the Anime, Wrath being the boy in the Anime, and the Father in the Manga.

Rain poured down, creating muddy puddles along the roadside. The sun's rays barely shown through the clouds, though the gray clouds that poured even more rain down covered it once more. The dull rumble of thunder shuddered throughout the land, and the bright flash of lighting soon came after the rumble.

Roy Mustang glared wearily up at the sky, cursing the rain soaking every inch of him. His flame gloves were hardly of any use now and his hand was now casually resting his hand on the handle of the gun on his belt. Riza was standing not far behind him, keeping her eyes open for any sign of Homunculi.

Alphonse sat on the ground right next to them, taking a rest from walking and standing so much. He could walk now, but his legs still required a lot of rest, slowly getting stronger. He was determined to find his brother, as were the rest of them.

Sullen faced Alchemist's stood behind Roy, ready to fight in this battle. They knew Roy as a loyal soldier, ready to protect each and every one of them. They were ready to protect their future Fuhrer from anything.

Winry was staring at the Alchemists as they headed on for the battlefield. She sat in a car far back, way out of the way of danger. She was holding the note that they had received from the Homunculi, declaring war against the Alchemists. The way the Homunculi thought is this: They thought that once they could take out the Alchemists, they could destroy Amestris.

And Roy would not let that happen.

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"Who is Father?" Pride asked as he was walking with the smirking Homunculi.

"Envy, you haven't told him about Father?" Lust said casually.

"Father would have our guts as we know it," Envy scowled. "He was determined to let the Elric brothers live for some plan."

"So we are going against Father?" Pride guessed, feeling the rain pour down his face but not bothering to wipe it, only to wipe away his wet hair from his face.

"Father had plans for us," Envy said lightly. "He'll just have to accept a new Homunculi."

"You know we can't go against him," Sloth sighed. "And we can't use Alchemy."

"Then how did we transmute…" the small boy, Wrath, asked, but received a knock on the head by Envy. Wrath scowled at him and rubbed his sore head. He could use Alchemy, but he wasn't the one who did it.

"Shut up," Envy growled. He glanced at Pride, who kept walking silently in the rain.

Pride ignored them, knowing that Envy was meaning Pride's former self. Deep in his heart, he felt that it could be true. But, as he was living and breathing as Homunculi… how could he ever go back?

"Do you really think we can handle all those Alchemists?" Sloth lightly said, her voice tight. "It's risking a lot."

"We'll succeed," grinned Envy. He flipped his green hair over his shoulder and looked back at her through the rain. "Because we have the ultimate weapon they won't know how to defeat."

"I think you depend too much on Pride," Lust muttered. "We can't even fully trust him yet."

Envy growled at Lust. "Just watch. Father will be proud of us." Truth is, Envy also wasn't too sure about this. But he was doing this for Father, and no one else. This would be the day that Amestris would be theirs for the taking, and the day all Alchemists would die.

"Pride…"

"Yes?" Pride responded in a soft tone.

"I want you to take out the Flame Alchemist and the boy named Alphonse Elric," Envy grinned once more.

Pride let a small breath out, not quite knowing what to say.

"Be sure to also take out his friend, Winry something."

Pride nodded his head. "It will be done."

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It stopped raining, good… Roy gazed at the bare grasslands spread out in front of him. The sky was slowly clearing up, but a cold breeze substituted in for the rain. He pulled his long black jacket closer in around him, thankful for its warmth.

He turned back to Riza to ask something but stopped when he heard a yell.

"Water! It's moving… it's moving by itself!" a man screamed.

Riza immediately had her gun out and was shooting at the water, which had wound itself around the man's leg and lifting himself off into air. Her bullets pieced straight through the water, causing it no harm.

"Too much fire can take out water, right?" Roy asked, already knowing the answer.

"I think you have your own fight, Colonel," Riza reminded him. "They're all here. Major Armstrong can handle this one."

Sure enough, large spikes appeared out of the ground and embedded itself into the water, which retreated and turned its head back into a face of a woman. Armstrong was now aiming a spike for her head, which she barely dodged.

Roy focused on the homunculus that was now around him. He saw the long green haired man… or woman take out an Alchemist savagely. Roy took off at top speed, snapping his fingers as he ran. He hit whatever Homunculi he passed, though he saw it hardly did any just. He landed in front of Envy, he guessed, and snapped his fingers, creating a large flame where Envy had stood.

"You're not my battle to fight, Roy Mustang," came the silky voice of the homunculus.

"Oh? And who do I fight?" he asked warily.

Envy came into view to the right, transforming himself into a form of Edward. "Pride." The face of Edward laughed evilly and faded into the battle.

Roy cursed at the appearance that Envy had taken and turned around, feeling a presence behind him. There in his path stood Edward… Pride, his long golden hair blowing in the cold breeze, his faded eyes staring blankly at him, and in his hands he held a long cleaver. He was kneeling on the ground, holding the cleaver behind his tattooed body. He looked slowly up to Roy and stood up, swinging the cleaver around in circles before placing it before him.

"Huh." Roy didn't quite know what to do. He smirked. "I guess we get to fight again? Though I'll be sure to actually win this time."

"So you plan to kill me," Pride stated simply.

Roy sighed. "Of course not. I think Edward is still in there. He's just lost right now. Maybe.. maybe beating the crap out of you may get him out."

"Why do they care so much for this… Edward?" Pride asked. "I am Homunculi. Edward has been buried deep. Never to return again."

Roy held his hand out, thumb on his pointing finger, in position for battle. "Are you ready then?"

Pride swung his cleaver a few more times in front of him and took a step foreword, moving his cleaver now at lightning speed. The impact in the air the cleaver was creating was forming a cold wind all around them.

Roy held his hair back from the pounding wind. "So you want to play hard?" If he did fire now, it would just come back at him… somehow, he had to get behind him… He ran foreword at full speed, whipping off his black jacket. He jumped to the right in a roll, positioning himself in a roll so that he could get to the right of Pride, if not, to the back of him.

He felt the rocks in the ground quickly stab his back, but he didn't care. He immediately pushed himself to his feet and snapped with almost full force at Pride who had stopped waving his swords. Roy kept a stern gaze on the fire, searching for a form.

"That won't work on me," Pride whispered from behind him.

Roy cursed and whipped around, taking a guarding position.

Pride took an easy step foreword and swung his cleaver at Roy's right shoulder, whom barely dodged it in time and quickly swung to his left, which Roy barely dodged again. Pride flicked his wrist and put his left hand over his right; grabbing hold of the handle. He quickly pulled his hand away, revealing another cleaver that he had taken off. He swung them round and round, creating another furious wind that Roy could not once again use his flames.

Roy quickly tried to back up from the oncoming blades and watched for a time when he could attack. When the blades met side by side in front of Pride, there was a split second where there would be no wind in the middle. Roy counted to three before he took the chance, trying to focus his eyes on the break in the wind.

There.

Bright red orange flames appeared, appearing right between the swords, landing directly at Pride's face. He watched Pride stumble backwards, clinging his face. Roy quickly executed a kick at his cleavers, kicking them several feet away from them. He stopped attacking when he saw Pride slightly tremble.

"Edward…?" he asked slowly.

Pride gazed up at him, his face quickly healing from the burns. "Flames," he whispered. He closed his eyes. "Dark… flames… no.. hands. They grabbed me and pulled me in."

Roy kneeled down. "What else do you remember?"

"I remember… seeing me. I'm… stuck at the gate," Pride was now gasping. "This form… I can't control much longer."

"Edward?" Roy asked again.

Pride nodded. He stood up and walked over to the cleavers, picking them up handily. "I got a plan, and its time to kick those bastard Homunculi's butts."

Well, I hoped you enjoyed this so far!

I love writing fighting scenes… especially between Edward and Roy 8D They can go crazy!

Maybe two chapters more. I'm still thinking.

As I was writing the battle scene, I was flicking my wrists left and right making sure I was doing it right. Somebody who might've seen me probably thought I was crazy XD I love acting out what I write! It definitely helps.

Please review!