He slammed his fist down making them all jump. "I won't turn you in! I'm not about to let people who have families and lives die just because I couldn't lead them!" he said fiercely.
"Hey, woah! You're saying Orange and I have lives? I'll take that as a compliment!" Dark chuckled.
"Some compliment!" laughed Daisy, sipping her drink.
"So that leaves you two options. Become the Spectrum Alchemist or walk away and forget us." Terios nodded.
"Well… Can't you find someone else? Someone more responsible?" Edward asked uncertainly.
"No. By the rules Nicholas Flamel laid out when he created the first Rainbow Alchemists, it will only serve one person until you die." sighed Lyn.
"Nicholas Flamel?"
"The first Alchemist ever. His wife was sick, and dying. He went on a quest to heal her. He created Alchemy in the process. The result to heal her was the first Philosopher's Stone, made using her murderous family. But in exchange for healing her, Nicholas became deathly ill, and nothing she did could heal him. Nicholas was the peace-keeper of Amestris, and if he died, it would fall into chaos. Knowing this, Nicholas broke his soul up into nine pieces and sealed each one into a different stone or gem. He then called to his nine apprentices and his faithful companion, Detto, the first Chimera, and also a were-cat. Detto was instructed to advise the students, and they became the Rainbow
Alchemists, working to save Amestris from Chaos. The third generation was the one in power when the military rose up. They saw how much havoc it would wreak, and tried to prevent it. But the current Spectrum Alchemist and the advisor were both slain by an unknown man. They were lost. By the time the fourth generation had risen up, the military had taken control, and Chaos was ruling. We're trying, even to this day, to usurp the military, but so far no go." nodded Black Cat.
"So… What is the military doing?" Ed asked, fearful of what the answer would be.
Lyn pulled a newspaper out of her jacket and unfolded it. "Look."
On one page was a map of Amestris. In black marker, someone had drawn a trans-mutation circle that he knew very well from the Fifth Laboratory. The one that created the Philosopher's Stone. "No, that's impossible!" he cried, jumping up. "You mean that this country has…?"
"It was formed apparently in this shape, solely for this purpose. We're trying to stop it, but no anivail. We're powerless. Only good for catching criminals. What can a rag-tag group of kids do against a whole damned country?" Karina, who normally looked strong, looked like she was about to cry.
Ed stood up and walked behind her. "Hey. Whoever said we're a rag-tag group of kids is wrong. We're strong, and we can fight. I'm sure we can stop it." he said strongly.
"I'll take that as you're joining." smiled Terios, tossing him the prismatic amulet.
"Every group needs a leader, a purpose, and an alignment. Of course I'm joining!"
They were in utter chaos. The Rainbow Alchemists were attacking, and they apparently had found their Spectrum Alchemist! He slid through the halls and came face-to-face with the boy.
He was young. He wore a mask that covered his face, fading from red, to orange, then to yellow, green, blue, purple, black and white. His long blonde hair was undone and fell freely down his shoulders. He wore a shirt that was tight on the torso, yet had long and flowing sleeves. It was white and sparkled in the light. His pants were just like his shirt. He wore boots of the same style, and wore the prism that Strawberry had on his neck. On his back were large wings that were colored like the mask.
"And I thought Dark was an angel from Hell. Look at you." he snickered.
"You shut your mouth! You're one of the legendary 'heroes' that killed all of Blue's family! You're one of the ones who orphaned him!" snarled the boy. "We are the Peace-Keepers, from the Order of Flamel's Apprentices! It is our duty and our mission to over-throw you!"
"Peace-Keepers? If you're so peaceful, why are you fighting us and creating chaos?" he smirked, snapping.
"The chaos comes from the military! Nicholas foresaw this and made our predecessors! Look at Ishval! Liore! You only sow destruction and hatred!" the boy growled, deftly attacking him.
"Oof!" The boy had an iron fist! Or could it be…? Steel? "Was this always your mission, or did it only start when you took command?" he grunted, throwing the boy off.
"Achi!"
The boy fell to the floor at the base of the wall. As Mustang approached, the boy looked at him with a knowing smile. "Ya know… I always knew you'd try to do me in, Mustang!" he grunted, sitting up.
His eyes widened in surprise.
Then the girls slammed into him. It was the little green one that'd run Fullmetal over and a little purple one. "Are you okay, Spectrum?" they chorused.
"I think he put my leg out of commission by slammin' me into this wall." the boy smiled.
"Green, you keep him busy! I need to fix Spectrum's prosthetic!" the purple one cried, running to her fallen commander.
"Too bad his mechanic isn't here." he smirked, circling the Green.
"Well, one of 'em is, so shut yer air-hole!" she snapped, striking at him. But it was a blind strike, and he easily caught her.
"Too slow."
Her eyes widened in fear and pain as he dislocated her arm. "Yow! Purple!"
The one fixing Spectrum's leg quickly put up a wall around them. The exterior was slick and black, invulnerable to his flames. He quickly identified it as a carbon-based shield. Using the right technique, he could shatter their barrier!
"How's that?" asked Violet as she finished up.
He flexed his leg. "Perfect. Let me handle this guy. He's full of brass, but if you know his points…"
"Go for it!" cheered Green as Purple relocated her arm as well.
With a quick trans-mutation, the wall was gone. He ran at Mustang, yelling savagely. The colonel stumbled back in shock. "Let's go!" he yelled, picking up both of the little girls. They protested loudly, but he took no notice, he was too busy running away. As he ran, he yelled at the top of his lungs, "Fall back! Retreat! Fall back!"
The result was amazing. Strawberry burst through an almost solid wall of soldiers, scattering them like bowling pins. Catherine broke away from Armstrong, leaving him wrestling with air. Cathrine ducked between Havoc's legs, leaving him dazed and confused. Dark and Daisy ran away from the scrap they'd been in. Lyn scrabbled between, under, and over the troops. Terios galloped to his side, and the two girls struggled free of his grasp. They were truly…
The Rainbow Alchemists, from the Order of Flamel's Apprentices, Peace-Keepers of Amestris!