Well, third chap. I was kinda hoping for a bit more reviews but to the first two who left a comment thank you soo much! Also thank you to the ones who favorited and followed my story. I'm honestly not sure if this story is good or if I should continue it. Anyway, sorry for any MS words.. Xoxo

Edward was far from okay.

The pain he felt was unbearable; it was horrible. His chest felt so tight as if it was trying to hold itself together from exploding, and his legs. God his legs; they felt like they were on fire while the rest of his body felt like it was buried in ice.

He wanted to scream. To yell for help, but to who? He didn't know. No name came to

mind, as if everyone he knew was pushed far back into his memory and locked away.

His head hurt along with the rest of his body. Especially when he opened his eyes, which was another strange thing for him. When golden eyes opened they saw noting but empty whiteness; just like the gate, but there was no gate.

Plus he'd rather keep his eyes closed due to the amount of pain it caused just having them open.

Confused. He was so confused. He had forgotten what he had been doing before all the pain. He had seemed to have forgotten everything important.

How did he get here..and where was here? He didn't know, and while trying to put back the puzzle pieces his headache grew worse making him whimper. He hated it, the endless pain. He hated how everything hurt and that his memoirs seemed lost to him, as if everything he's done was gone and forgotten. Everything was so hazy as if he was in a mist that never seemed to clear. One thing he did know though was sleep. He wanted to sleep away the pain..to sleep away everything. The tightness, the burning and the confusion. And sleep he did. With a sigh he let the darkness consume him and went into another slumber where he was rid of the awful pain.

On the other side of the tank stood two men. One in a white blood stained lab coat. His greasy black hair pulled back from his pale scarred face in a messy ponytail. Round brown eyes stared in amazement at what was inside the tank. No one thought it was possible. Everyone had told him it was impossible to create a mermaid or any creature for that matter, but he had done it with the help of the man standing next to him. That man being none other then Shou Tucker. An ex military alchemist and a man who's created many chimera's. His first being his loving wife and second his beloved Nina.

He too had thought it'd be a long shot, to create something so amazing; something more amazing then his own creation of the famous chimera's..but if he could make a full talking chimera then why not a mermaid? He knew it was pretty much the same thing. Combine fish to man just like he made his Nina and Alexander. How hard could it be? Hard. He had found that out the hard way when everyone they worked on either died or lost there legs. Surprisingly it was normally the children they've captured that'd lose there legs from the knee caps down and still lived a day or two..

What he didn't expect was to find the FullMetal Alchemist laying unconscious on the operation table. At first he was against it. Knowing the boy would only bring trouble, but with a little encouragement from his partner he decided to give it a try.

He was astounded when seeing that his work payed off..

He had always seen Ed as brilliant and unique. With the boy being in the military at such a young age, and then quickly finding out how a chimera was made and with one look knowing that he had turned his own daughter and dog into a living talking chimera. Ed was beyond words of amazing, but this definitely raised the uniqueness he saw in the boy with him being the very first to be a success after months of trying.

Shou Tucker was exhilarated as he stared at the merboy in the glass tank. The boy he knew as Edward Elric. He was oddly beautiful, with lose wavy golden blonde hair hovering above his resting head and some laying across his paled face. His right metal arm gleamed as it rested against the boys naked chest. His legs where replaced with a long reddish green tail that curled around his side and it's almost see though fins resting against the glass giving both men a great view.

Shou Tucker was excited, he'd give the boy to the military and show them all what he could do. It was better then any chimera he'd ever made, and with that he'd be welcomed back with open arms. He'd use the military research books to help find away to bring back his precious Nina and restart his life. It was perfect, but to others like his partner it was not.

With narrowed eyes the man in the lab coat glared at the man who had helped him with his dream. He owed him that, but he knew what Shou Tucker wanted, but he'd be dammed to let that man take away everything he's worked on for years and years to achieve. He wouldn't let the military have something so beautiful just for them to ruin it. It was his..it belonged to him!

He wanted so bad to kick the ex Alchemist out and run away with what was his, but he knew he couldn't incase something went wrong. And to him something definitely looked wrong. "Why isn't he waking up?" He spoke as he turned to fully face Tucker who had let out a chuckle. "It's a painful process for the one involved." He whispered as he looked on at the sleeping boy. "It could be days before he wakes, and plus you filled him with drugs so who knows."

With a sigh he turned back to look at the merman. "I thought he'd be more lively."

Tucker chuckled at that as he was reminded of all the chimera's he's made, and how all begged to be killed..he knew it was a painful process and as unique Edward was he knew that the boy could be going through the same pain if not worse.

"It's only been a day Skull, it'll take time for him to get use to that body." Tucker said as he finally turned away from the tank and packed up his bag of tools and alchemy books he's studied with. "I'll be back tomorrow." And with that the half man half chimera left pulling his hood over his head to hide himself from seeing eyes.

Alphonse paced the living room by the window waiting for the arrival of Roy Mustang.

It had been a little over an hour before he had decided to call the colonel and report that Ed hadn't been seen or heard for that long period of time that had seemed to drag on forever for Al.

With a sigh he sat on the sofa wishing and hoping Ed would just come home..

His head shot up when a knock came to the door. He knew that it wasn't Ed but he had prayed it was, and so he let that small hope take over as he shot up from his seat and raced to the door his head already going though what Ed would say. "Sorry it took so long Al. It's a good thing you didn't come, that dam bastard had me on another fake stone..waste of dam time!" "Brother!" Al cried as he pulled open the door only to face a somewhat startled Mustang. "Sorry it's just me Al." He said. Al nodded with a apology as he stepped out of the way giving enough room for Roy to walk in.

After he was inside Al shut the door just as Roy took a seat. Al stayed standing by the window looking out every few seconds.

"So.." Roy begun. "How long has it been since hearing from Ed?"

Al thought as he turned his attention to Roy. "He let me know right after he got the report of the stone." Roy frowned. "And why aren't you with him?"

Al's heavy shoulders slagged as he again turned his hallow eyes towards the window. "He told me to just stay here and rest...that he'd take care of it and be back soon." He paused with a sigh. "If I would of went with him, maybe none of this would be happening. I should of went!"

Roy stood from his spot and gave a light pat to Al's shoulder. "He's tough Al, I'm sure he's fine. You should be more worried for his safety when he's found."

Al shuddered at that. "Uh, yeah.."

Smiling Roy pulled away and headed towards the door. "We better get looking. Let's go."

Nodding Al followed close behind Roy shutting the door behind them.