All right, next chapter! I have two people to thank.
Eh hem. Thank you Orange Singer and Very Swapeh.
But yes, critique is a good thing! I'm happy to get it! Critique and criticize! It'll make my story better!!

(Oh, and yes, be happy Armstrong fans…-_-)


Ed: Finally!
Me: Oh shut up, will you?!
Ed: Make me!!
Me: Uhm, Al, will you do the disclaimer?
Al: Sure!
Me: *Smirks* Winry, give me your wrench.
Winry: *Hands over wrench* Uhm, okay?
Me: Come here, Edward!
Ed: Gah!!!
Al: Haha. That's your fault, Brother.
Ed: Al, you traitor!!!
Al: FullMetal-edwardelric-fangirl doesn't own FullMetal Alchemist.

Chapter Two: Off to Risembool!

Edward grumbled. This train ride was going to suck*. Days had passed, and he was in a good enough condition to get on a train and leave Central, though Roy hadn't really wanted him to leave yet. Him lacking a right arm, someone from Central tagged along.
Alphonse was sitting beside him, though neither of them were talking. They would have been distracted before a real conversation began, anyway.
"Oh such a wonderful brotherly love!!…."
Edward sighed, and looked out the window. This reminded him of the time when Hughes came to tell him what Roy had said, and a few other things…
A sudden pang hit him, and he couldn't tell if it was the pain in his shoulder or his heart. He winced unnoticeably, and shifted his gaze back to his bodyguard.

His eyes weren't laid there for very long.

He immediately looked down. He was glad he was finally in his usual clothes and not some blue, stiff uniform. He eyed his red sleeve that hung there limply. He sighed. The train lurched forward. As it began to move, Ed felt his eyelids grow heavy.

His head leaned against the train, and suddenly Armstrong's voice grew foggy…

"Get off me!" I could barely get that out. My breathing was choppy, and it was difficult to see. The only thing I could see was him…and the bomb in his hand. "You're an idiot! You'll die, too!" The man smirked. "Like I'd live any longer after this…if I walk out of this building, I'll get gunned down. I have to help my country in some way!" He's insane! I couldn't breathe. His grip around my neck grew tighter, and his thumb almost pushed the cap off the bomb…Almost.

BANG! BANG! BANG! The door sounded ready to fall off its hinges. I couldn't see who was outside, since the windows were boarded up. At that moment, I really didn't care. All I wanted was him off me. His voice was raspy, but very loud. "Don't you dare come in here! I'll kill 'em! I'll kill the damn kid!" That's when I knew it. No one was going to save me. I was done. I was going to die. Only a single thought was in my head…I'm sorry…Alphonse…

ALPHONSE!

I was given energy from the thought of my younger brother. I had to save him. I would bring his body back from the other side. I couldn't die before then.

"GAH!" The man's scream in pain echoed through the room. I took my left foot away from his face, and his grip on my neck went loose. My vision was blurry, and my consciousness didn't want to stay with me. I pushed myself off the floor, stumbling as I went. My blue uniform had turned red on my chest. I glanced at the man that was lying on the floor. He had been bleeding. That wasn't my blood. It was…his? I gasped in for more breath. I reached wearily for the door. "FullMetal, sir?!" My heart skipped a beat. I hadn't even opened the door yet and I felt like I was having a panic attack. I grabbed the doorknob and shoved the door open. The look on one of the soldiers face gave me an uneasy feeling. I took in a shaky breath. I glanced around. It was…Horrid. All I could see was crimson liquid all over the streets. Bodies were laying everywhere. The buildings were falling apart. I turned around in just enough time to let my pupils grow small. A kid stood there…Ten feet from me. I couldn't tell what he was saying, but his mouth was moving. Before I could give even a guess, he reached under his shirt. When his hand came back, several pins were in his hand.

I heard one of the men around me start to say, "RUN!" But he was cut off by a huge explosion. I tried to clap my hands together. I tried to make a wall. But I couldn't. Everything was happening so fast I couldn't focus. It was all I could do to raise my arm. I blistering pain rang through my shoulder, and then…

"GAH!"

Edward's head shot up and his eyes flew open. He was panting. A drop of sweat rolled down his face. "Brother…Are you okay?"

Ed sighed. He was on a train. He wasn't at war. "I'm fine, Al."

It was just a dream…A nightmare…I'm fine! No one's trying to kill me…At the moment!

He slightly chuckled at the thought. He was pretty sure no one was out to get him since Scar wasn't there…He felt the train come to a stop. "I was asleep that long?"

"Yes, Brother."

"Damn."

"But you need your rest, Edward!" The bellowing voice caught Ed off guard. "Sleeping is good! Letting you body take a break will mean better results later!"

Ed let out a sigh of discontent. He mumbled, "In that case," he eyed the Major. "I think I'd rather be sleeping…"

The three of them stood up. Walking towards the front of the train, Ed slightly stretched. Walking down the stairs, he was practically blinded by sunlight. He slightly stumbled, but finally reached the flat, even concrete ground.

He let out a sigh. Now it was time to deal with Winry.

Maybe she'd understand, since I was at war and all…Doubt it…

He winced at the thought of her wrench upside his head and fury in her eyes. He hated it when she looked that way…Especially since she normally looked like that when she was beating the living crap out of him*…

He walked over to the dirt road that led to Winry's house. Again, he sighed. "We should get going, Brother." And yet again, he sighed. "I know, I know."

Armstrong walked up behind them. "Let us be going, boys!"

And with that, he pushed them onto walking up the road.

*1-Yay manga thing!! Well you see, in one of the FullMetal Alchemist manga, someone actually uses the term "Sucks." I thought it was kind of funny, so I felt like putting it in here! (#1)

*2-Yes. I did it. Envy from the manga. He does in fact say, "Getting the living crap beat out of you." Hehe, so yay Envy thing!! (#4)