HOLY SHIT I HAD ONE LONG HIATUS! Guess who's back... back again... Shaurie's back... tell a friend... AND I'M WRITING THE 4TH CHAPTER OF THIS THING! I had to do a lot of thinking for this chapter.

So, neither of us own FMA, and I own the plot, the cloaked thing, and the inconspicuous chair in your closet that wasn't there before. Could I have that back actually?

This flashback is brought to you by Edward somehow not reacting to being called short.

One nice day, Edward Elric was in his current room, reading a book. That is, until Winry burst in requesting that they take a walk around. Begrudgingly, Ed put down his book and followed her outside. Winry was enjoying the scenery, and Ed followed along, not really paying attention. He would rather be reading at the moment. He sighed and closed his eyes for a bit as he kept walking.

His eyes snapped open as he felt something being pressed over his nose and mouth. He saw a covered hand pressing a cloth over his nose and mouth. He made a move to grab the wrist, when his mind started getting a little fuzzy. His grip loosened as his eyes rolled back and he collapsed.

Winry had the feeling something was wrong, so she looked behind her. She stopped and turned around when she saw that her friend was missing. She sighed.

"Where did he go now?" She went back the way she came, and looked around where she could, but she could not find the Fullmetal Alchemist. His eyes widened in worry. "How could he have gone missing?" She went to a phone booth, and called Al. Alphonse's slightly echoey voice could be heard on the other side.

"Hello? You have reached Alphonse Elric." Winry frowned.

"Al, it's Winry. Ed's gone." There was a pause.

"What do you mean brother's gone?!"

"Exactly what I said! One second he was there, and the next he was gone! I've looked around, but I can't find him anywhere!"

Meanwhile...

He felt that he couldn't move his arms. Or arm, that is. He opened his eyes to find he was tied to a chair and his automail limbs were pulled out. Not that that was necessary. He felt like he lost all connection with his nerves from the neck down. A light was shining from above on him, but he couldn't see anything outside of where he was. His mind still felt a little fuzzy from whatever was pressed onto his nose and mouth...

His eyes snapped open, being fully alert. That's right! Some cloaked bastard must have drugged him! Just then, he heard a voice. It wasn't very masculine or feminine, but it was there with a slightly amused tone.

"Ah, so you're awake. How do you feel." Ed growled a bit.

"Like shit. I can't even move." The voice chuckled.

"Well, that's to be expected. But don't worry, you won't get hurt at all. You will be able to move in an hour at most."

"When that time comes, I'll get out of here and kick your ass!"

"Oh sure~ You say that now. But in an hour, will you really want to?" He raised an eyebrow.

"What do you mean? Of course I will!" The voice laughed.

"Think what you want now, but for the next hour or so, I'm going to show you some things." Edward rolled his eyes.

"Fine, show me." The same covered arm came into the lit area holding a glass ball inches away from his face. "That's a bit too close." The orb then started to fill up with some sort of smoke. At first it was grey, but then it turned blue.

Then red.

Then green.

Then gold.

The voice was heard again. "Do you like it? Isn't it pretty?" The colours began to change faster and the smoke was swirling around in the orb. Ed started feeling fuzzy again, maybe the drug just went away for a bit and how it was back. Yeah... that was right... it has to be that...

"I guess it kind of is..." Wait... what was he going to do again? He couldn't think straight, so he just gave up and kept looking at the pretty little object.

His eyes slowly lost their shine and he gently smiled. The voice gave another chuckle.

"What do you think of it, Edward?" He didn't even think to respond.

"It's really pretty..."

"It really is. Now Edward, there are some little things I want you to do..."

End of Flashback

Well, this chapter was longer than the others. And now, we know exactly what the fuck happened to Ed. I'm sorry if there's some OOCness, and if you don't review, Luna might have to go on a hiatus. I'm serious about that chair, though. I want it back.