Hello, as you can see the title kinda says it all...but just incase some don't get it. It's a Ed's kinda turned into a beautiful, wonderful, sexy, cute merman kinda story! ..yeah^.^
Another thing there is no RoyXEd dnt get me wrong I dig that...but nope I dig RoyXEd in son/daddy way more! So yes parental Roy/Ed!
Also warning! There is curse words obviously from my lovable Eddy! So if you don't care to read such things then by all means turn back! Otherwise Enjoy my probably crappy chaps that I'm trying REALLY hard to make good! Leave a review pwease! 3 xoxo (and of course I don't own FMA! But I do own this story and its plot but not the characters as we all already know!)
Darkened skies hung over central city, storm clouds slowly moving in with the occasional drums of thunder in the distance. It was staring to become colder and colder by each day as fall moved in pushing summer back. With the storm slowly moving in raindrops begun to fall from the sky hitting the earth soaking the grounds.
The thunder rolled though the air followed by the bright light of lightning striking across the sky. The rain that had been sprinkles just moments ago was now poring down as the storm now hovered over central city.
As the storm went on till late that night Edward Elric ran though the puddles that lined the streets the heavy rain poring down on him blurring his vision as he chased after the man who supposedly had a philosopher's stone and had killed over six innocent people mostly women. It sickened him enough that he'd still be happy to just take this man down even if it didn't include the philosopher's stone. "Stop!" He yelled just as a bolt of lightning streaked across the sky followed by another drum of thunder hushing his words.
"Dam storm.." He muttered as he took a sharp turn around a building the water from a puddle splashing up soaking his leather black pants more if that's even possible, but Ed didn't notice as he chased down the man feet in front of him, his gloved right hand reached out as he got closer now inches away, the mans black coat brushed against Ed's fingers just as he went to grab it the man suddenly halted in front of a broken down shed making Ed bump into him sending him back into the muddy ground.
Confused Ed looked up with raised eyebrows. "Hey asshole what's the deal!?" The man didn't answer as he stepped closer to the cracked wooden door reaching out he grabbed the handle pulling it open and walked in. Confused Ed pushed himself to his feet and followed behind but not before clapping his hands together knowing it'd probably be a trap he then placed his hand against his automail arm sliding it across forming a blade.
Stepping in the poor excuse of a shed he instantly scrunched up his nose at the reek of what smelt like rotting flesh and feces. He felt sick, like any minute he'd puke up everything he's ate that day, which was a lot.. The smell burned his nose with every step he took. He was actually becoming a bit worried of what he might find..he didn't want to find a body, he didn't want to find anything but that sick bastard and lock him up and go home to Alphonse who was waiting for his return. But of corse nothing was that simple for Edward Elric, no he never got a break from bull shit. Holding his breath as the smell grew worse and worse he suddenly stopped as he came to face stairs that led beneath ground.
With a sigh he took a small breath though his mouth instead of nose and slowly went down the steps, one slow step at a time keeping his blade in front of him for protection for if some odd reason someone decided to jump out of the darkness that surrounded him to strike he'd be as ready as he could be. He didn't intend to kill, that wasn't his way. But he knew accidents happen although he'd rather prevent them at any cost cause he didn't feel like being the one who killed another human..even if that human deserved it. "Hey where did you go!?" Ed growled as he took his final step on the narrow steps and was now on flat ground.
Golden eyes searched the darkened room, and as he took another step something reached his ears making him halt, he pulled his blade close keeping in a stance ready for an attack but nothing came expect the sound of pained moans. His heart racing in his chest he dared to speak. "Hello?" He didn't want to find anything but that man...he didn't want to witness horror like the night of trying to bring back his mother and losing his brother in the process..he didn't want to see the evil this man's done..
With shaky legs he dared to take another step and another until his body was moving on it's own blocking out the warnings his head screamed. With another few steps he heard the sound of crunching beneath his boots. His eyes shot downward but saw nothing but darkness. He was practically blind. As he kept going forward the noises of the moans grew with every step, they echoed off the walls surrounding him making him want to forget everything and turn away..he didn't want to find the source of the sound but he knew he needed to, that it was the right thing to do..but...he was scared. Oh how the colonel bastard would LOVE to see the famous fullmetal alchemist scared of a stupid murderer..but truth be told, that's exactly what Ed was scared of..well not really the killer but the victims..
A door sat in Ed's way, light gleaming from beneath. This room was it...the room where the groans where coming form full of pain. Swallowing a lump he reached out gripping the handle with a shaky hand and with a deep breath he twisted it pushing it open.
What he saw stopped him in his tracks, his breath hitched and for a moment he forgot what he was even doing... A single small voice, to small for an adult snapped him out of his daze as her one word crushed him down and ripped his heart into pieces as his eyes found the source of the small fragile voice. "Help.." She asked again her voice full of pain. Long red wavy hair ran down her slim shoulders as her blue piercing eyes stared into the eyes of Edward making him again freeze up as he took in her condition.
"Y-your legs.." He stumbled out as he looked in horror. Mustang was wrong..he said only women and some men had been killed..but what sat in front of him was no women or men but children of both sexes with missing legs and gushing blood that filled the floor around them. "It hurts.." A boy a little younger then Al cried as he curled into himself more then he already was. Edward was stuck. He didn't know want to do, he was frozen with fear and hatred..
"So good to see you Edward Elric..or is it the Fullmetal Alchemist?" A man's voice came from behind Ed making him jump but before he could slice the air he was hit hard in the back of the neck sending his vision spinning and pain exploding in his head. After a moment of trying to stay on his feet his vision gave out sending him into nothing but blackness his last words being "Bastard.."