This is chapter three. I know, finally writer, I know. I do have a plan planned out for this story but it's receiving a couple new scratches. Also, no new news on my other stories. I'm skipping four years into the future. It is right before the discovery of Laboratory five. Alphonse met Marco but Marco died by Scar in the streets. The Philosophers stone is second of importance to Alphonse but he is looking for it none the less.
Sam: Ahhhh, your so sad
Envy: I never win
Muska: Oh sniggle
Me: Sorry, bad times at home. Here is chapter three.
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It was only a couple of years, but Alphonse was already feeling the pressure of being a state Alchemist. He sat around in the front office of Central's Military base. The room was boring with cream walls and soldiers ambling around the hallways. Most were in blue while others in white nurses' outfits. He was just there on an important mission.
'I wonder what kind of information I'm getting,' Al thought while twiddling his fingers. His gazed was faced downward, like an abused dog waiting for death to come.
'Or...maybe I'm in trouble,' Al then panicked and began twiddling faster.
(Flash back)
"Fullmetal, you'll be heading to Central to get me a folder," Roy command while searching through tons of paper. In his voice it was hollow and stern, it was something important.
"What is in this folder," Alphonse questioned as he stood in readiness. A glare came from the flame boy, bad move on Alphonse's part. Roy's hands stopped moving, as if thinking of something dreadful was going to happen. Then he responded harshly.
"It's nothing a dog as yourself should concern yourself with. Armstrong is at the train station waiting for you because of the recent attacks with Scar. Can't be too careful, eh," A wave of the hand signaled Alphonse to leave, immediately to the train with Armstrong to Central. When the door shut Mustang sighed in disbelief. Then Riza came into the room.
"I got a call from
(End of flash back)
Armstrong then quickly walked up to the other Alchemist. In his hand was the folder Mustang was just dieing to have.
"Ready to go, young Elric," Armstrong asked.
"Wait...what I didn't even do anything," Al protested.
"You want to do something Elric, ok." With that Armstrong shoved the folder into the arms of the Fullmetal.
"You can carry the folder," he said then smiled kindly. Then without a warning, Armstrong began walking to the double doors. Partly in shock Alphonse opened the folder anxiously. His eye grew and then Al broke out into a cold shake.
"What the-," Al responded but was interrupted.
"Come on boy," Armstrong yelled. He was holding one of the doors open and had a hand extended. Quickly shutting the folder, the alchemist ran out of the building in pure fright. He couldn't tell Armstrong; no he wasn't to be trusted.
'Why was there a warning on the front page. It had a warning about Laboratory five,' he wondered as they strolled to the train station.
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It was around twelve when Edward was in front of an old mansion. Partly cloudily and birds sang their songs of joy to the land. The dirt below had no nutrients and was extremely dryer than other dirt's he's treaded on. It was just an isolated house in the forest but hid secrets of death and the destruction of the world.
"Well I guess this is important," Ed said to himself. Suddenly the French doors jarred and an old woman stood in the doorway. Her hair was in a bun and she wore a purple poncho, it was Dante.
"Ahhh, Pride what a pleasant surprise," the hag caringly commented. She shut the door behind her and limped toward the blonde sin. But he ran to her just to make sure she didn't fall. Just in time as the lady almost fell on her face. Edward caught her and helped her upright. Then snatched her cane that fell to the ground when she almost fell.
"Thank you Pride, this is why you're my favorite. Come join me on that bench over there." She strokes his cheek, in a non-affection type of way. It was her favorite bench, a simple light wooden bench surrounded by flowers and bugs. They sat on the bench with no trouble. Edward blinked and was the first to begin.
"It's been years since we've met, do you want something?"
A pause then she began. "Yes, I do need your assistance with something." Her cold eyes stared at the sin.
"Well-" Edward questioned in curiosity.
"I need you to go to Laboratory five. It seems soon an Alchemist will try and interfere with our plans. I need you to stop them with Envy, Lust, and Gluttony." He knew refusing was a no so he left without a word. The sky cracked, a storm was rising. Once the silhouette of Edward disappeared within the thicken forest, Dante made a smirk. With no hesitation, a light ignited from the old lady and became Envy. He snickered in delight with his hand over his mouth.
"Poor Edward, I love toying with you. That's why you intrigue me so. You voice, your intensions, your tight leather pants, all appeal to me."
"So your going to destroy him won't you." A voice of a female shattered the silence. Then from behind Envy, Lust sauntered out of the forest. Envy didn't want to turn around as she stepped closer.
"Come on, I'm just going to play around a little bit." Envy put both of his arms outspread with his hands in a cup shape, like a scale.
"It's like this, we give him too much freedom the less loyal he'll be," Envy said then demonstrated with his arms. He brought his right arm up and his left arm down.
"However, the more loyal he is the less freedom he'll have." Then Envy made the opposite effect by bringing his left arm up and his right arm down. Lust was now right behind him, with extended fingernails. They were razor sharp and ready to slice Homunculi skin. This however didn't scare him at all.
"Why do you even care Lust," Envy turned his head to see a plain faced Lust. With that she brought back her fingernails.
"Just don't screw us up," she finally said and headed back into the forest.
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The train had finally arrived as Al and Armstrong waited on a platform.
"Hey Armstrong I need to go the bathroom," Alphonse admitted.
"Why didn't you go earlier? Never mind, just hurry up."
"Sure will," then he ran off. Armstrong proceeded onto the train. He got a seat in the first class section.
'It's around five, so we should be in Eastern at eight O' clock,' he calculated. Then decided to get a couple of ZZZZ's. But after ten minutes it came to a realization.
"Wait a second, he could have went to the bathroom on the train." Suddenly the train let the whistle blow. Slow and steady the steam filled the sky and the train started up. Armstrong rushed out of his seat and to the door. But in his way, a train attendant blocked his way to the train door.
"Please sit down Sir, the train has already started its trip to Eastern." With a sigh, Armstrong went back to his seat defeated and very tired.
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Alphonse ran in the dark to an empty alleyway. The only one that was there was a cat on top of a garbage lids, it mewed like a small child. But he tried to pay no attention to the creature.
"Alright now time to find out what's happening in the Military." With hands of temptation he opened the folder once again. He tore past the page with the big red warning. There were only five pages, all about the mysterious Laboratory five. His eyes went wide.
"So, in Laboratory five some scientists tried to create the Philosophers stone. Why wouldn't Mustang want me to see this? I have to destroy any remains of the stones creation, no one should try to make a stone only to kill and bring back the dead, not ever again." He roughly shut the folder and looked at the moonlit sky.
"I must stop this," he concluded as he tucked the folder under his arm and headed off into the night to Laboratory five.
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Finally done with chapter three. I wanted to get this up ASAP. It seemed a little rushed in my opinion. Ok, in the next one there will be yummyness between Envy and Ed I promise. Also I can't remember some of the things in the series. So if I screw up somewhere please tell me. Also in the next one Alphonse will meet Edward, and he hasn't seen him since that night. Sorry for skipping in years, I was out of it. Tell me what I have to work on, that would me great. I don't feel like my story is good but that's just me. Good-bye for now peeps.