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Chapter 4

Ed POV

The apartment Mustang and I shared wasn't shabby. I had finally gotten used to the floating lamps and 'no electricity 'thing. My room was modest with a bookshelf, a dresser, a desk and other necessities. It was only the second day and already my research notes were scattered across the floor and the desk. At the moment I was too tired to clean them up, and they probably wouldn't get picked up anytime soon. My head was swirling with the names of students I would probably forget in the morning, and how all of my classes were complete idiots when it came to equivalent exchange. What was so difficult about the concept? I groaned and put my pillow on my head.

"So how was your first day of teaching?" Mustang stepped into my room. I groaned again, only this time louder to express my annoyance. I heard him chuckle and I took the pillow of my head. "What about your classes? Were they open to the concept of equivalent exchange?" I shot back.

His signature smirk fell of him face as he groaned. He walked over to me, taking care not to step on my notes, and plopped onto my bed. "The first years are more open to the idea because they haven't really learned magic yet. The second years" he shivered, "They're so stubborn! They might be worse than you!"

"What?" I mocked, "Worse than me? I need to work harder!" It was silent for a moment then Roy put on his serious face. "Dumbledore was telling me a few things about Voldemort." I sat up, my playful attitude vanishing. "Supposedly there are a total of seven horcruxes; that's what they call the soul parts; Dumbledore said that Potter already destroyed one. Apparently they can be anything but Voldemort will probably want to put them in something important. You wouldn't happen to know something like that in this world do you? You know, because of all that reading you've been doing."

"I've been here for one day! Do you expect me to know everything?"

"Well you probably know more than I do!"

I sighed. "Well that's probably true." Roy rolled his eyes. "As a matter of fact I did read something about the founders of this school. Slytherin had a ring, Hufflepuff had a cup, Ravenclaw had a diadem, and Gryffindor had a sword. It can't be the sword because Voldemort was a Slytherin, but the others are fair guesses."

Roy nodded and stood up. "Thanks Ed. Now get some rest." With that he left and closed my door behind him. I plunged into darkness, but it all turned white after a minute.

Truth? What do you want?

What I always want Mr. Alchemist, Equivalence.

But I didn't even do anything!

I don't like this either, see, there is a problem. The worlds must be balanced. Four beings crossed the Gate without paying a toll.

Okay, well shouldn't you do something about that? You are Truth! Take their guts or something.

I can't.

WHY THE HELL NOT?

I'm not discussing this with you. All you need to know is that you have to pay the equivalence.

WHAT?

I'm taking your organs. In exchange for my unjust, I will give you the location of Tom Riddle's horcruxes. The locket is in the House of Black. The Snake is at Tom Riddle's side. The Cup of Hufflepuff is in the vault of the Lestranges. Slytherin's Ring is in Dumbledore's desk drawer. The Lost Diadem is in the lost thing's room at Hogwarts, or the room of requirement. And the very last one is, Harry Potter. He as you should know, is at Hogwarts.

WHAT?

Quiet, I'm sorry it had to be this way.

I could feel the deconstruction process begin. This pain was worse than losing a leg. I couldn't slow the bleeding, and the pain shot through the inside rather than out. There was nothing I could do to stop it. I screamed. Well, I probably had been for a while now.

Roy POV

I had barely gotten into bed when the screaming started. Without hesitation I jumped out of bed and ran to Ed's room.

Red alchemic lights were flashing and Ed looked like he was having a seizure. "Edward," I yelled. I ran to his side. He let out another pained yell. The red lights started to dim, then they disappeared. Ed's breathing was shallow and his eyes were pained.

"There's four more here, from our side." He gasped.

"Ed," I tried to keep my voice calm. "Don't talk, just breathe.

He weakly shook his head. "I paid their price. Internals, gone. Horcruxes, Harry, Dumbledore's drawer, Locket, Sirius's house, Cup, Lestsrange vault, Snake, Diadem room of requirement."

"Ed, calm down. You need to rest. I'm going to bring you to the nurse, okay?"

He didn't get a chance to answer though, because he had passed out.

Hogwarts Students POV

It was strange that two out of the three alchemists disappeared. Occasionally the black haired one would show up but the short blonde one never did. Rumors had spread around the school that the blonde was dead and his assumed father was just mourning. The trio dismissed this rumor and wanted to consider all the possibilities before taking a guess. They knew that Professor Mustang and Professor Elric were not father and son.

"So, Ron."

"So Hermione,"

"I wonder what was wrong with Professor Elric. Professor Hohenheim is teaching and he didn't even ask about one is all and all is one. I thought that was something all alchemists knew about. I read the book and it didn't say anything about it either."

"Maybe he went after Voldemort?" Ron was sprawled out across the couch in the common room.

"Maybe," Hermione was pacing in front of him.

The golden trio had not found out about Ed being in the hospital wing. Mustang had told anyone who had seen the blood puking Ed, not to say anything. He had used a rather seductive smile on the girls and scared the boys into doing his bidding. Yes, Roy Mustang had used his military voice, the one used in no-nonsense operations. Quite like the one he gives Ed when he says 'do it or I'll have you court marshaled.'

"Maybe he's sick or tried to kill himself again." Harry suggested. He was sitting on the ground by the couch.

"Harry that must be it. We should check the hospital wing tonight."

"Are you suggesting…"

Hermione nodded, "Let's get your dad's cloak out."

"Who are you and what have you done with Hermione Granger?" Ron muttered.

Neither of them heard him though. They were on their way up the stairs to the boy's dorm. Seconds later they came down, cloak in hand, and ran through the portrait hole.

They snuck through the halls (barely missing Peeves) and carefully opened the door to the hospital wing.

Ed was lying in the furthest bed reading a book, and even though the trio thought they had been quiet, he looked up.

"Who's there?" he called.

Harry, knowing he had been caught, took of the cloak. "Hello, Professor."

He still had a problem calling this guy professor but it was past curfew.

"So, why are you here? No, wait let me guess." He thought about it for a moment. "You wanted to make sure I was okay or you wanted to make sure I hadn't gone after Voldemort. Which one is it?"

"The second one," muttered Harry.

"That's what I thought, but now that you see it's clearly not the case what is your next question?"

"Why are you here?" blurted Hermione.

Ed started laughing, but stopped quickly and gripped his stomach. A groan of pain escaped his lips. He lay back down and closed his eyes. His eyebrows were scrunched together and sweat started dripping down his face. "You might want to leave now." His voice was weak.

"Why?" Ron asked stupidly.

"Come on Ron, he looks like he's in pain," Hermione whispered. The pulled the cloak back on and quickly walked out of the hospital wing. The professor had started coughing as they were leaving. When they closed the door they heard Madam Pomfrey, talking in a soothing voice. The trio had never heard it before, so they decided to wait to hear what she said.

"You're going to be okay. Tomorrow we'll try something else. A new potion, we will find a solution."

"There isn't a solution. My organs are at the Gate. It was the price. Why is it always me?" his voice was barely audible through the door.

Hermione gasped, "Organs?"

There was a heaving noise from the other side of the door. "So much blood." Madam Pomfrey sighed.

Ron looked like he was going to be sick, "Blood?"

"Let's go." Harry pulled on the cloak.

The trio ran back to the common room.

"What the bloody hell did he mean by organs at the gate?" Ron was completely scarred. Harry wasn't much better. Hermione looked deep in thought.

"He said it was a price right?" she asked.

The boys nodded. "Then he must have tried something with the Gate, remember the story?"

Realization dawned on them. "Oh yeah I remember." They chorused.

"Well let's talk about this tomorrow. For now let's sleep."

Roy POV

Not again. He's lost so much blood, it's a wonder he's still alive. I ran up the stairs (getting lost a few times because Hogwarts was too damn big) and walked into the hospital. I tried to put on a smile for Ed to comfort him, but he could tell I was worried.

It was like seeing him dying in the most painful way possible, every time I came to see him. We couldn't get through a conversation without his spitting up blood. It made me feel guilty. Why couldn't I have taken this one? Ed didn't even do anything wrong. He was sleeping (from the few things he's told us) when this happened. This was wrong. The kid had already dealt with way too much. He's already past the breaking point.

I rubbed his back in slow circles. Once again he passed out. Once again Madam Pomfrey gave him a blood replenishing potion. The cycle was way too familiar.

Looking at Ed sleep I could see the kid his mask hid so well. It was him. It was his true face, terrified, lonely and sad. I couldn't leave him like that.

I stayed by his bedside all night.

Normal POV

When Ed woke up Roy was snoring in a chair by his side. "Hey Useless, get up. You have classes." His voice was horse and scratchy.

The colonel didn't seem to heat him. Annoyed, Ed smacked him with his right hand. The colonel jumped up and put his hand in snapping position (forgetting he didn't have his gloves on.)

Ed smirked. "You have classes Colonel Bastard."

"Right," he looked like he was coming back to reality.

Ed rolled his eyes and made a shooing motion with his hand.

Roy nodded in understanding. "I'll be back later, all right?" Ed nodded.

Roy started walking, checking his watch, "Holly crap I've got ten minutes." With that he bolted out the door.

He ran into the classroom with one minute to spare. Most of the class had already arrived. They were third years.

"All right, has everyone mastered drawing a perfect circle?" Nobody raised their hands. "Squares?" Zip "Triangles?" Noda. "Has anyone memorized the periodic table of the elements?" This time most of the Ravenclaws raised their hands. He sighed in relief.

"All right then. Let's all recite it shall we?" Everyone groaned.

"Go ahead, I'm not helping you."

"Hydrogen, lithium, beryllium, sodium, magnesium-" the continued but only a few made it to the end.

Roy sighed. "Will another demonstration make you want to learn?"

The students nodded eagerly. "All right." He snapped. Flame was sent over the classes' head. Some screamed, some watched in fascination. When it dispersed one girl asked, "How did you do that?"

"My gloves are made of a material called ignition cloth. When I snap it makes a spark, then I use alchemy to change the oxygen level in the air."

"Wow, will we learn to do that?"

"No, now let's go back to practicing perfect shapes."

The class groaned once again.

(1) "So Greed you decided to tag along?"

"Yup, figured I'd tag along and see the other side. Heck maybe when we're done with Amestris we can conquer this planet."

Envy nodded, "Then Father will become even more powerful than he already is."

"Yeah, great," Greed muttered.

"Yeah that would be great," Lust smiled.

"Can I eat them Lust? Can I?"

"Maybe a few, though you need to go on a diet." Lust told him.

"Come on; let's find our sacrifices and go." Envy growled.

"Yeah, yeah." Greed rolled his eyes.

"Does anyone know where we are?" Envy asked sarcastically.

"Well if we got out of these trees, I bet we could get around." Greed shot back.

"You wanna go Mr. Needy?"

"Bring it on Palm Tree." Greed covered himself with his ultimate shield.

"Now, now. I know Father didn't send you here with us for a purpose but now that you are here you have to stop fighting." Lust said, quite agitated.

Greed and Envy huffed and turned away. "Let's go." Envy walked out. Knowing that they couldn't argue with him, the rest of the homunculi followed.

They came out of the park and found themselves in a city. Envy was reading a sign, "Hey guys, looks like we're on Grimauld Place."

"Sounds dreary, humans and their awful names." Lust rolled her eyes.

"I'm board, let's go into that one." He incidentally points to number 12. (2)

"You go, Greed go with him. You can blow off some steam." Lust sighed.

"Can I go with them Lust? Can I eat the people?"

"No, I told you, you're going on a diet."

"Come on, let's be all polite then we can scare the hell out of them." Envy laughed.

"All right, but if this place is anything like Amestris the people will have guns. You know what? This might be a whole lot of freakin' fun." Greed agreed.

They walked up the stairs and knocked on the door.

A bushy red haired woman opened the door saying, "Really Mad Eye we had half a mind to start without you." She looked up and realized she didn't know the two standing in front of her. She let out a little shriek. Several others came rushing to the door. A red haired man, a black haired man, a greasy haired man, and an extremely old man. Not as old as Envy and Greed of course but still pretty old.

"Who are you?" Asked the old man.

"Hello, we're looking for an idiot named Edward Elric, Father wants his sacrifice back." Envy smirked.

"Envy you don't just tell people that." Greed smirked as well, as though it were a game.

"Yes, but we're going to kill them anyway so what does it matter? It's not like they know the pipsqueak." Envy laughed.

Greed looked over his shoulder, "Hey Gluttony, there are five people here; I bet you Lust will let you have one."

Lust and Gluttony came out of the darkness, "All right, that's it. I'm done with your games." She extended her finger; it went straight through where Greed's heart should have been.

The occupants of the house watched in shock as red lightning flashed and the homunculus stood up.

"That wasn't very nice. You know if you continue that, I'm going to start believing you when you say you hate me."

"I do hate you."

"See?" He turned to face the occupants, "Do you see what I deal with? Sheesh."

Gluttony spoke up, "So can I eat one?"

"Fine, just wipe your mouth when you're done." Lust said in defeat.

"Come on, let's play." Envy grinned.

Edward was having another bad day. Not only could he not do anything, he couldn't talk to anyone and the tests that Madam Pomfrey did were painful. Heck, having no internals might be less painful.

"Do you want to try another?" She asked kindly. He shook his head (how many ways did she have?) "No I know they won't come back anyway so what's the point."

She sighed, "You know I am starting to believe you." That's right Ed knew what he was talking about.

"So no more?" he asked hopefully. She shook her head, "The best I can do is help the flow of the organs you have left for now."

He nodded, bracing himself for more pain. A warm feeling entered his inside (I would say stomach but he doesn't have one.) Seconds later a gut wrenching pain ripped through him, he cried out. Sweat poured down his face. His breathing labored. It ended after a few minutes.

When his breathing went back to normal he didn't feel weird anymore. He felt relatively normal. "Hey, I feel like I have my organs back, what did you do?"

"You don't. You can't eat anymore, you can drink one potion a day for your stomach but that's the best I can do. If you put anything but the potion I give you down your throat you will start throwing blood."

"All right, I will. Now can I leave?" He begged.

"Normally I wouldn't let my patients but I know you. You'll sneak out anyway."

Ed rubbed the back of his head and smiled sheepishly. "Yeah, look I'm sorry about that."

"Sure, but I'll let you."

"Thank you Poppy."

"Go on, I know how much you want to leave."

With that Ed got out of the bed and changed into his clothes. Tight leather pants, a black tank top and a red coat with the Flamel mark on it.

"Thanks again, see you tomorrow." With that he left.

The students in Ed's fifth year class did not expect to see him strut in; in the middle of a lecture. They really didn't expect the next words to come out of his mouth.

"Hohenheim get the hell out of my classroom."

He looked just as shocked as the kids in the classroom, "I thought, of Truth I'm so happy you're okay."

"You don't care, I'm fine not that you even wanted to check to make sure and as I said before, get the hell out of my classroom."

"Ed, can I come back later?" he pleaded.

"Get out, but-" he paused and sighed, "Damn it I'm going to regret this. Fine. Now Hohenheim get the hell out of my classroom."

With a smile he left.

"All right what have you learned in my month's absence?"

"Well," Hermione spoke up, "We learned how to draw perfect circles, triangles and squares. We also learned the periodic table of the elements."

"Good, did anyone figure out one is all an all is one?"

Hermione once, again raised her hand. "All right tell me in my office, you won't be able to transmute without the answer."

She nodded and got up.

Inside the office Hermione told him the meaning. "All is the world and I am the one." Ed laughed, like his teacher before him. She looked confused. "That is correct. You are my first apprentice and with the way things are going you are probably going to be one of my only ones. You will learn alchemy. Next week wear comfortable clothes. You are dismissed."

"Thank You Professor,"

"I am no longer your professor. In alchemy you are my apprentice, you will address me as teacher or sensei."

She smiled, "Yes sensei."

With that done she skipped out of the classroom.

Ed turned back to the rest of the class, "Anyone else?"

A few Ravenclaws raised their hands. They too, got it right.

"Great, the rest of you are dismissed; if you don't have an answer for me I will kick you out of this class."

"But sir, where were you? You didn't even tell us."

"I was very, very sick. Sorry to have you all worried I just didn't want to be flocked by people." He smiled convincingly. They still looked skeptical but didn't push it. While the rest of the class was leaving the trio approached him. (Hermione came back.)

"What did she mean when you said about your organs?" Harry asked. Ed raised his eyebrows. "Let's take this conversation elsewhere shall we?" Ed motioned to his office. The golden trio followed closely behind.

"Now, what did you hear?"

"We heard about you not having organs, something about payment and lots of blood."

"The following conversation never happened. I do not have my internal organs. The reason I was gone was because I couldn't get a few words without spitting up blood. When I laughed at you guys, you remember, when you came in? Well let's say that triggered an episode. They last until I pass out from the blood loss. Sometimes it took hours, sometimes minuets. It was extremely painful. Before you ask I do not have them back, Madam Pomfrey just gave me a potion. I can't eat, or drink. The only reason I can actually stand here talking to you is because of that spell."

The trio stood in silence.

"Is Professor Hohenheim your dad?" Ron boldly asked.

"No, that Truth damned bastard will never be my father. He had his chance and he left. Roy is more like a father to me than he ever was." Ed seemed only to realize that he had said that out loud after he said it. "Once again I stress that nothing leaves this room. Harry, Ron, what does one is all and all is one mean?"

Harry thought about it. "Well all is the world right?" He asked. Ed nodded. "Ron, what is the one?"

"Umm, me?" He guessed.

"I can tell you guessed, but you are correct. Wear comfortable clothing next week." With that he shooed them out of his office. Roy walked in through the back room, "So I'm like your father to you huh?" It wasn't a mean comment. It was an actual heartfelt question.

"I guess." Muttered Ed.

"I think of you as a son, so don't be afraid to talk. I'm here for you." He put an arm around Ed's shoulder. He tensed, "Just because you are my favorite person in this world does not give you the right to touch me unnecessarily." Roy let his hand drop.

"But thanks. Really." He whispered.

"So do you think we freaked them out?" Greed laughed.

"Well I think you two are as immature as humans," Lust rolled her eyes.

"I didn't get to eat them." Gluttony stated.

"No that would have ruined your diet."

"Well I want to know how the hell they just disappeared on us." Envy growled.

"I think this world has better than alchemy here. I think they have magic." Greed said seriously.

"Don't be stupid, magic doesn't exist. These people just do alchemy with sticks." Envy argued.

"It's got to be magic, remember what I say,"

Everyone joins in sarcastically (not including Gluttony) "Nothing is impossible."

"Yeah, yeah but until I am proven right the correct term is alchemy." Envy said.

"That didn't even make sense!"

"Maybe you don't make sense!"

"Well you're an idiot."

"You know what they say about idiots? You shouldn't argue with us. We'll drag you down to our level and beat you with experience."

"You just admitted to being an idiot!"

"Shut up," Envy was turning red in embarrassment.

"Yes, that's right. Your envious of the brain father gave me aren't you Palm Tree?"

"What brain?" Lust cut in, "All I see are two idiots ruining my life. Why father sent you with me is beyond me. You two can't do anything right."

"Hey, he came here without orders. I came because I was ordered to." Envy edited.

"Shut up!" Greed whacked him on the head.

"Come on we need to track the pipsqueak." Lust sighed.

Author's note: Holy crap, I finished before Sunday.

1) Okay, the homunculi like Greed. They are still friends and all that. I think Greed and Envy act similar personality wise so if you put them in a situation where they don't try to kill each other, they have 'friendly' shouting matches. Because of that they insult each other a lot. If you have a problem with it tell me. If you don't say anything I won't know. Also, no comments about the whole 'Greed is fighting for the wrong side' thing. LEAVE IT ALONE. Thanks

2) The homunculi can see Grimauld place because I wanted them to be able too. That's basically it. Ignore it I'm doing something with it later.

All right, I love comments. I really hope you've figured that out by now. Thank you to those who read all the way to this point before deciding they don't like it, I appreciate the effort. From here on out the story kinda comes out of the depressing stage and moves to the: I AM TOTALLY IGNORING THAT BITCH UMBRIDGE MODE. It also has some ass kicking and some apologies; I bet you can guess from who.

Edit: Yeah, that was a lot from the other chapter but I did change stuff.

…I'm now obsessed with making AMVs and my deranged friends and I are making a Fullmetal Alchemist Brotherhood abridged series. Look us up, our channel is Cosplayersrandom. As of one weekend from now our first episode is commin out… In our cosplay videos, we were just EXTREMLY high on sugar. So if you want to see Mustang sing mother knows best from Tangled, (It's pretty random) to Ed and Ed sing if you were gay to Mustang…yeah… well I'm Ed so comment on our vids and stuff… yeah!

If you have suggestions for jokes for any but the first episode of our abridged series I would love to hear them!