Drastic Changes: A Fullmetal Alchmist Fanfiction
By: M.P.O.
A.N.: hello guys, wow, Christmas break already...guess that means I'll have more time to write. Seriously though, the best christmas present I could get would be reveiws from my fans, even if there's only a few of you.
"Wow, where'd you pick this one up Roy? She sounds like Ed." Breda fell over in his chair, laughing as Ed went beet red. Al put his head in his hands in an attempt to stop laughing, while Riza looked from Al to Ed suspiciously.
"Now Breda, if I told you that, you'd go stealing my glory, wouldn't you?" Roy said with a grin as he put one hand on Ed's shoulder and lead her into his office. Al followed on instinct, closing the door behind him as Ed sat down on the couch.
"Ok Fullmetal, spill it."
"Oh boy…" she grinned and put one foot up on the arm of the couch, staring at him with a strange gleam in her golden irises. "Al out. Me and the bastard need to have a talk."
"But…"
"..." Ed stared at him, one eyebrow raised. Al huffed and walked out, slamming the door closed behind him, and leaving Roy and Ed staring after him in surprise.
"Wow, has he gotten a temper…anyway. What do you want to know?" She asked, reaching into a pocket and pulling out a baggie full of a red liquid and taking a sip. 'damn only one bag left...that means...'
"Everything, especially what you're drinking…it looks like red water."
"Don't be thick, it's Kool-aid. A refreshing drink from across The Gate, I had a bag left in my pocket." She shrugged and stared back at roy, her eyes a dull gold as she focused on her memories of what had happened.
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Al sat around chatting with the others for what seemed like an hour, before Ed and Roy emerged from his office. Al caught Ed's eye and saw a look that suggested she was thinking hard about something. Whereas Roy looked like he had just been hit by a truck.
" Sooo…..did you guys miss me or what?" Ed asked, sitting on a chair and propping up her feet like she used to. She grinned at all of them, and of the group there only Riza and Furey figured out what she meant.
"EDWARD!" Furey jumped up and hugged her, then backed away before she could figure out what had happened. Riza smiled and said "Welcome back" in a low voice. Breda and Falman stared at her for a minute before they realized what she had said, and then they both jumped up and shouted "BOSS!" at the same time.
"Geese guys, you really want everyone to know I'm back! I'd be stuck in a lab for weeks. Only you guys can know for now. I'm gonna retake the S.A. exams and afterwards you can go telling everyone you want. Until then I'm Esme Adams, a sweet little counrty farm girl, who happens to know Alphonse Elric. At least around others, got it?" She grinned at them all, and hopped up when they all nodded. "Great. now...YOU need to escort me around Central, like a good little gentleman ." Ed said in a voice that made everyone in the room stare, then snorted and opened the door, waiting until Al was outside before taking his arm and putting on an innocent look.
In a small cafe, Ed and Al were ensonced in a booth, eating slowly (for Ed) and talking quietly about all sorts of things. Once the bill came, Al paid and Ed stood, streatching and popping her back. Al looked at her quizically and she looked back at him.
"I'm just gonna go explore for about an hour. Hang out with the guys and I'll come back soon, I promise." She reasured him, flipping up the hood on a new black jacket as she turned and walked out into the rain.
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Water poured from the rooftops as Ed wandered through the alleys and streets looking for something. Her hands were clenched inside her pockets, and her hood was low, only her chin showing beneath the black fabric. After a few minutes of walking in the rain she took shelter under an awning, pushing the hood away from her face as she leaned against the wall. Her eyes glowed, the amber irises tinted deeply with crimson red near the pupil. She grimaced for a second, then spotting what she wanted and tried to look lost. Not three minutes later a tall handsome man with a mane of wet black hair stepped under the awning with her.
"Excuse me miss, but are you lost?"
"What? Oh! Yes. I was on my way to the train station and I think I took a wrong turn somewhere. Could you help me find my way?" she blinked, pulling on a mask of innocence and serenity, while inside she gaged and wished she didn't have to do it.
"Well, I would be happy to. Follow me." The kind man reached out and took her arm, like any gentleman would and pulled her softly along beside him, all the while pointing out street names and such. Within ten minutes, they were standing in front of a train about to leave for Leore.
"Here you go miss. Hope you have a safe trip to wherever it is you were going." The man smiled and kissed her hand before turning to leave.
"Hold on a second please. Would you come here for a few minutes." She asked sweetly, gesturing to a small alley hidden in shadow. He hesitated for a second before nodding and following her into the shadows. As soon as he was shrouded in darkness a pair of hands grabbed his head, forcing it lower, and soft lips pressed on his. Startled he fought for a few seconds and then gave in, kissing back just as fiercely. Ed rolled her eyes in the gloom, but pulled away from the kiss and turned his head to the side. First she kissed his neck softly, and just as he began to moan she bit, puncturing the main artery and drinking deeply.
in about five minutes he was dry, and Ed tossed the body aside, growling with pleasure at the forbidden fruit. Shaking her head to wipe the bloodlust away, she crouched down, shifting through his pockets and taking the bills, while leaving everything else. Then, standing up to her full height, she pushed the body deeper into the shadows and ran out into the rain, almost literally flying towards Mustang's office.
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About a week after Ed and Al arrived in central, a newspaper printed a report that had everyone freaked out. Everyone but Ed that is.
MAN FOUND DRAINED OF BLOOD
Albert Princeton's body was found some three days ago in a deserted alley, drained of all blood. Mr. Princeton had been reported missing by his friends, co-workers, and family two days before. The last person to have seen him was a shop owner, near South Berkley Street, accompanied by a beautiful girl with red eyes; he appeared to be showing her the sights. Citizens can only hope that the killer will be apprehended and this heinous crime the last of its kind.
Ed snorted and crumpled up the paper in one hand as she walked through the streets of central. Despite the odd article, everyone was out and about today, the sun shining overhead and the markets open for business. Ed stayed in the shadows, her face hooded one again, as she wandered the streets looking for a good meal. Then a man caught her eye. He was tall, with thick ropey muscles and huge fists that hung at his sides. He was arguing with another man, this one small and thin, kind of brainy looking. A smile played across her lips as she examined them both and she lowered her hood, stepping towards them. The smart looking one looked around and noticed her first, his eyes opening wide in shock as she pretended to be interested in some jewelry. He jabbed Mr. Muscles and pointed in her direction, muttering something at him as he did so. They both started to walk over, pushing their way through the crowded streets.
"Well, well. What have we here? A pretty little missy doing some shopping, eh?"
"Pretty little missy is a bit lost…you look like a kind, strong man. do you think you could help me? i'm trying to find my way to my brother's place and can't remember which direction to go." Ed groaned inwardly as she swirled a finger on Mr. Muscles' chest seductively.
"Sure we'll help you. What's the address?" the smart one answered, leading the way out of the crowds. Ed clung to the tall one, and smiled sweetly at him, completely ignoring the smart one.
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For once Ed didn't know where she was. The streets were deserted, and smelled of decay, windows boarded up, and doors left open. The two men just kept walking, ignoring her as they dragged her through the endless alley's and side streets. Deciding that she had had enough, she jerked her arm away from the tall one and crouched, prepared to spring. Baring her fangs, she jumped, and collided with a muscled fist that hit her in the side of the head, knocking her into a wall about ten feet away. The tall guy chuckled.
"You'll have to do better than that, sweetie." He ran over and grabbed her by the hair with one hand, the other gripping her hands tightly, while smarty taped her wrists and then bound them with a thick rope.
"Better tape her mouth too. I don't want her bitin' me. Or screamin' for someone."
"Good idea."
Ed's vision swam as she felt tape cover her mouth, and then a black bag slid over her head, obscuring her vision and blocking out any and all sound. Her last thought was of a woman dressed in a tight red dress, struggling against chains that bound her to a wall. she snarled baring ivory white fangs and snapped at the thick metal bands on her wrists.
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The delapidated warehouse was cold and damp, the metal sheets freezing against Ed's back. She sat slumped in a corner, her hands bound and her mouth covered with tape. She looked around through half closed eyes, the irises of which shone crimson red. She snarled through the tape when anyone came near her, too weak with hunger to do anything else but sound dangerous.
"Looks like our little pretty is hungry…too bad. We can't have you breaking free now can we?" The muscular guy teased, playing with a strand of her hair as he leaned close enough for her to smell him. He snickered when she snarled and attempted to bite the tape.
"Quit teasing her and get over here. We need to get Mustang's attention."
"Fine, geeze." He stood and walked away out of sight.
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"Hey guys', you haven't seen Ed around have you? She said she'd be back in about an hour…" Al stopped talking when the phone rang. Riza answered it, becoming silent and tense as the person on the other end spoke.
"Al go get mustang, now." She mouthed, and then said aloud "Brigadier-General Mustang will be with you in a few minutes."
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"Hello, Roy. I believe we have something of yours."
A yelling voice resonated dimly in Ed's ears.
"Now now, no need to shout. She's fine. Well, a bit hungry…but otherwise she's ok.
More yelling.
"Who, you ask? Why none other than the famous Fullmetal Alchemist, Edward Elric. Though he has changed…a lot."
Ed looked up, lifting her heavy head in the direction of the conversation, her red eyes flashing dangerously.
"Go ahead; bring your men down here. But unless you have what I want, she dies."
Roy's yelling came clearly through the phone now.
"YOU HURT A HAIR ON HER HEAD AND IT'LL BE A FATE WORSE THAN DEATH FOR YOU!"
"Temper temper mustang. We wouldn't want anything to happen to her now would we?"
He snapped his fingers and two men ran over and grabbed Ed under the arms, lifting her. One of them, fingers trembling, pulled the tape from her mouth. The other waited for a signal from Muscles.
"DON'T YOU TEMPER ME. I'LL HAVE YOUR HEAD ON A PLATTER BEFORE…"
Muscles snapped again and both men socked Ed right in the gut. She screamed out mostly in surprise, and slumped again.
"WHAT DID YOU DO?"
"I told you. Now stop yelling and talk civilized. Or else I may have to hurt her again."
The voice on the other end lowered and muscles put the phone back up to his ear.
"Yes, that's better isn't it? Now, I want all of the red water the military has in stock. Don't ask questions, just do it."
In the corner, Ed snarled at the mention of red water. She looked up, her eyes blazing with a strange light as she whirled on one of the men who held her, the ropes snapping as she freed her hands and drained him. The other man shouted and ran, screaming, past muscles, who dropped the phone and whirled around, his gaze focusing on Ed who was stradling the guy she had caught, her fangs buried in his throat. Mucsles gulped quietly, and inched backwards toward the door, freezing when Ed's head flashed up and she was suddenly standing in front of him. he had just enough time to blink before she slammed a palm into his chest, tossing him backwards into the wall. he groaned and slid down the wall, slouching to one side, with blood trailing from the corner of his mouth.
"WHAT"S GOING ON?" could be heard dimly through the ear piece on the phone. Ed ignored it, and stepped closer, her fingers trailing blood in little splatters behind her.
"Who's pretty now?" she asked venemously, carefully sitting on his lap and turning his head to one side as she examined his neck. he eyes widened in fear, and she smirked, gripping his hair in one hand. the other soon buried itself in his throat effectivly ripping out his windpipe and cutting his jugular in half. she leaned forward, not to drink, but letting the warm blood cascade into her face, drenching her hair and staining her shirt red. a clatter from across the room made her look up and over, her eyes narrowing in annoyance as yet another man gaped openmouthed at his fallen comrade. in a single swift move, she had him in her arms, his ragged breath loud and slightly annoying. he stared up at her, the whites of his eyes clearly visible against the ocean blue of the irises.