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Drawn to Life

Pissed off Pictures and Transmutation Circles

I smiled down happily at the artistic masterpiece I had created. The Mona Lisa didn't have shit on this.

…......Okay, maybe I was exaggerating, but Fullmetal Alchemist is pretty flipping awesome.

I had always liked drawing different anime, but this was the first time I had ever drawn any of the Fullmetal Alchemist peeps. I had also decided to draw them all in one picture. You know, Envy and Ed trying to kill each other, Winry in all her wrench-throwing glory, Al nearly suffocating a cat, Riza shooting at the famed flame-alchemist, and the rest of the "death to humans" homunculi.

I sat back in my seat and happily observed my work. It had taken me forever to draw this. In other words, three hours. This may not seem very long, or outrageously long to you, but for me, it was pretty freaking long. This picture was definitely going up on my wall.

My stomach growled, and that reminded me that I had skipped lunch in order to not interrupt my flow of artistic juices.

I pushed back from my desk and began walking for the door.

"Hey, where're you going?"

I stopped in my tracks and looked around the room. I faintly recognized the voice, but it definitely didn't belong to someone I talked to often- or should be in my house.

I didn't see anyone though.

I was about to keep walking and brush it off as paranoia, (It seems to be a reoccurring problem) before I heard something else.

"Awe, don't want her to leave Fullmetal pipsqueak?"

"WHO IS SO SMALL THAT ANTS COULD STEP ON HIM?!"

Okay, so I defiantly knew that the Fullmetal Alchemist was on somewhere, but I thought that didn't come on American TV channels?

"You stupid human, just turn you ass around."

Despite that lovely invitation, I had the desire to not turn around. Weird, right?

I turned around anyway, for the sake of finding who the hell was in my house and sounded like Envy. You know what I found?

Yeah, my newly created picture had all of the chibi characters staring at me, with various degrees of expressions.

"Well..." drawled Envy with a cruel sneer.

I'm going to erase him when my life starts making sense again.

"Oh, my drawing is talking to me. That's nice," and with that I turned on my heel and started walking to my door.

Yes, my reaction is completely abnormal, but, I didn't have many choices. I always promised myself I wouldn't do that whole "it's a dream" thing, since I was clearly awake, running around and screaming like an idiot would accomplish nothing, and I didn't have any matches on hand.

So, as you can see, walking away was the best option!

"Hey, where the hell are you going?!" apparently Edward Elric decided to start talking to me again.

I ignored to shorter than ever midget (ha, he would kill me for that), and reached for the door. The next thing I knew, a blue light flashed, and nearly blinded me.

I pulled my hand back to shield my eyes, and when the light stopped, I found that the door had melded into the wall.

I gaped at this and couldn't believe that happened, despite the whole "drawings talking to me" thing.

"That's messed up," finally came out of my mouth, and was met by laughter from whom I assume was the homunculi.

I stomped back to the damned picture and demanded, "What the hell is happening?!"

"What happened to miss "Calm and cool"?" sneered Envy.

"I made you, somehow, damn it! Obey me!" I demanded, finally having enough of this insanity.

I mean, seriously? This is the kind of things I read I fanfictions. This is completely unrealistic, and when I face the facts, would not happen to me. Sure, I always thought it would be cool to have something anime-related happen to me, but I wasn't desperate. Nothing disastrous had ever happened in my life, so I was perfectly fine with staying with my family and friends. How did the picture even come to life in the first place?!

"Don't flatter yourself, you didn't "make" us yourself," said Envy, obviously pissed from my last comment.

Then, I'm pretty sure a little bit of my soul up and left me.

He stepped out of the page, so now I was looking at a little 3D Envy.

Delightful.

Not only that, but the others followed his example.

"Is this okay brother? She seems pretty surprised," said Al, my new favorite, in a worried voice.

"She's fine Al, don't worry yourself," said Mr. Napoleon complex himself.

"Hm, you're even shorter than usual Fullmetal," smirked Roy.

That, of course, started a fight between those two, which was broken up by Riza shooting at them both, and Winry maiming Ed with her Wrench of Doom.

The homunculi did their thing, and seemed to observe their surroundings- well except Gluttony who was trying to eat my pencil.

I watched this all with a morbid curiosity, and the feeling that I was watching this through someone else's eyes. I guess it still hadn't sunk in that this was really was happening; to me of all people!

I mean I have like half of the good guys here, and six homunculi- shit, where's Envy?.

"Where did Envy go?" I asked out loud. This seemed to stop the drawing's conversation and make them look around.

After a couple seconds, Winry answered, "he's over there."

I was confused to see that she was pointing under the desk, and bent down to look.

"Hey you little shit!" I growled and plucked Envy from under the desk, where he had been scratching the varnish off.

"That's a new desk!" I reprimanded. Homicidal killer or not, he was two inches tall.

I could take him.

"Let me go, Bitch! Look under the damned desk while you're at it!" growled a thrashing Envy back, hating me more than he did before.

At first he hated me because I was a stupid human, now it's personal. Lovely!

While keeping a firm hold on Envy in one hand, I looked under the desk again, and gasped at what I saw.

A transmutation circle had been carved into it, hidden previously by the varnish.

After staring at it dumbly for a while, I stood back up slowly and placed a still pissed, but smug Envy back down on the table. I backed away a step or two, acting like the whole room was a bomb itself.

"I know it's weird that a transmutation circle was carved into it, especially since it's an antique, but what does that have to do with anything?" I said, trying to piece things together.

I mean, there's a theory that alchemy was in this universe way back when, but what would a transmutation circle be doing on the desk? It's about as old as my house, which is admittedly pretty old, but........

"You're house is pretty old isn't it?" asked Roy seriously. Which is pretty crappy since I was just thinking about it.

"Yeah," I answered cautiously.

Looks of of pity, indifference, and sadistic glee were sent in my direction, and truth be told, it scared the shit out of me.

"What would you say if I told you that this whole room had a huge transmutation circle carved into it?" cooed Envy, one of the drawings who gave me the sadistic glee look.

"Bullshit," I said.

As is on queue, the room began to glow blue. I was panicked enough when that happened, but downright terrified when it turned an ominous purple.

I didn't want to turn around, I really didn't because I knew what I would see, but some force that was so much stronger than my will seemed to force my head to turn around, and my whole body turned soon after.

I stood before the gate.

But I didn't commit human transmutation! I even said it out loud. I hated how my voice shook, and was so pleading.

My weak argument was only met by cruel laughter, as the gate opened and let it's disgusting tentacles slid through.

My body all the sudden went into survival mode, and though I didn't have anywhere to run, I tried to fight back.

As the tentacles came towards me, I kicked and punched them with all my might, though it didn't do much.

When I felt something wrap around my wrist, I bit it in order to make it let go, despite the bile that rose in my throat.

Biting worked all of two times, seeing was the Gate wasn't probably used to people biting its tentacles, but I was soon overwhelmed.

A tentacle soon had each of my wrists and ankles, and I couldn't dislodge them no matter how much I tried.

"Let me go, damn you! LET ME THE HELL GO!" I cried and thrashed.

Where were my parents? Where was anyone? Surely someone had to come to help me, this wasn't just something to be ignored- could be ignored! I never was the one that needed protecting, but I needed help! Help!

My silent cries were met with only a last tentacle wrapping around my eyes, and being pulled towards the gate. As I moved closer I felt my hands and feet being ripped off, and for some cruel reason, I could see through the tentacle.

I saw the gate so close, and a mocking smile beaming at me, I saw my appendages being slowly ripped off, and I didn't see the help that should have come.

As the gates started to close on me, my mind all the sudden went into excruciating pain.

"I have to bring him back, he can't be gone!"

His smile, his laugh, his eyes.

"No, I'll bring him back no matter what!"

But it all wet wrong, so terribly wrong.

"A deal!"

Such hollow sky blue eyes, what happened?

The haunting blue eyes were the last thing I saw as I mercifully went unconscious.