Chapter 6: Visions and Secrets

"Well, your remission is just about done Timothy." Tara said while tinkering with my leg.

I held up my automail hand and said, "I can't wait to officially start walking around on my own. No offense Wanda."

Wanda smiled and said, "No, I'm glad to see you walking too, Tim."

Tara looked up and said, "Alright one more nerve and your officially able to walk on your own."

She pulled out the pliers and said, "One. Two. Three!"

She jerked her hand, quickly attaching... "AHHHH! WHY THE HELL DOES IT HURT SO BAD?!"

She smirked and said, "Wimp."

I yelled, "WHO YOU CALLIN' WIMPER THAN A BABY BIRD?!"

Tara and Wanda laughed at my reaction.

If there is one thing I hate, it's being called weak or a wimp!

I freakin' stronger than most people, for just doing this!

Tara smirked and said, "Wiggle your toes and we're done."

I looked down at my metal right leg and began wiggling the metallic toes.

Tara smiled and said, "Tim, you can stand up now."

I placed my hands on the sides of the chair and slowly began to stand up.

I was a bit wobbly at first, but then it became easier, as I went.

Wanda smiled and said, "This is amazing! Tara it's a complete success!"

I smiled and said, "It been one hell of a wait, but it was all worth it. So thank you Tara."

She blushed and said, "Why don't you try using alchemy now? It should be a lot easier with two arms."

I nodded and said, "Here goes nothing!"

I clapped my hands together and placed them on the ground.

The ground began to spark up and glow as a small statue of Tara came up.

I made sure to catch every detail, on her and made sure to place a wrench in her hand.

Wanda stared and said, "No circles..."

I nodded and said, "Truth is a bastard, but the knowledge I did gain made me an alchemic prodigy."

Wanda smirked and said, "Well Mr. Alchemist, me and my husband, got you a gift in celebration of your recovery."

She held out a dark pink jacket to me. It was long and fairly light. On the back of it was a hood and the flamel of alchemy, the symbol of an alchemist.

Along with the jacket, she gave me a set of new clothes including: a black tank top, a long sleeved black over shirt with white trim, a pair of black pants, a set of black combat boots, and a set of pure white gloves.

I smiled and said, "This looks amazing!"

Wanda smiled and said, "It's all made of the same material, for you, that way if it rips, you can fix it with alchemy."

I smiled and began putting it on, considering all I was dressed in was a set of boxers.

It fit like...

Dare I say it?

I dare.

It fit like magic.

It made me look strong and had a certain aspect I liked.

I turned my head only to have my long wispy brown hair fall in my face.

Before the accident I hadn't cut my hair in two months, add nearly two years to that and you have my very long hair.

I didn't want to cut it because, well...

honestly I think it make me look more badass!

And it reminded me of Dad...

I growled out, "Why does my hair have to have a mind of it's own?"

Tara laughed and said, "Allow me, Tim."

She pulled out a hair band and began messing with my hair.

After a few moments a long braid went down the length of my back.

I smirked and said, "Well, that will do just fine."

Wanda smiled and said, "Well, are you ready for to go?"

I nodded and said, "It will be nice to actually walk to class."

I began walking a bit more when all of a sudden my head felt light.

I fell to the floor and blacked out.

I stood in an alley way, where a man with and iron alchemy gauntlet had just killed a man.

He said, "Water freezes, water boils. Either way, you're just as dead."

All of a sudden a spear lands right in front of him.

He said with shock, "That's alchemy..."

"What a nasty thing to do."

The man said with malice, "You of all people should know: Great deeds require great sacrifice. Isn't that the law of equivalent exchange?!"

The boy from the Gate...Ed walked forward and said, "Save your breath. The laws of alchemy don't justify murder!"

He clapped his hands and began transmuting his spear into a spiked club.

The murderous alchemist said, "No transmutation circles..."

Ed yelled, "Al now!"

A suit of armor runs behind the man and tries to hit him.

The man grabs Ed arms and begins to transmute only to have the armor knock him back.

The man yelled, "Impossible! Any water in your arm should have boiled!"

Ed showed his arm and said, "Well if it makes you feel better, you did ruin my coat..."

He showed the automail limb.

The man said, "It's automail..."

"So a talented young alchemist, who doesn't need transmutation circles, and has a automail right arm. I know you, your Edward Elric, The Fullmetal Alchemist!"

The scene now changes to Ed and the murderous alchemist standing on top of a moving iceberg.

The suit of armor is moving on it's own, without a head and the blood seal fully visible.

I know that to be Ed's brother...

The man looks at the armor and said, "There's no one in there. It's empty...! But that... that could only be true if his soul was bonded to the armor...So you lost your arm...and your brother...he lost his entire body... Heh! I see... it all makes sense... You fools committed the ultimate taboo! You attempted human transmutation, didn't you?! Alchemy's one and only unforgivable sin!"

Ed looked down and said in a whisper, "You know... There are some lines you really shouldn't cross."

He immediately began to pound into the alchemist with his automail hand...

I slowly opened my eyes to see, Wanda and Tara standing above me.

I groaned and said, "I did it again, didn't I?"

They nodded in conformation.

Ever since I opened that damn Gate, I would black out on occasion.

Still don't know why, but every time it did happened, I had a dream about Ed...

Wanda, Cosmo, and Tara were the only ones who knew about the dreams.

Tara asked, "So what happened this time with this Ed guy?"

I said while standing up, "He was a bit older in this one.. he was stopping an water alchemist, who boils and freezes the liquid in peoples bodies... The guy was a sicko."

Tara sighed and said, "I have to say, I like the one where he tricked the guy into thinking dirt was gold."

I gave small laugh and said, "I don't know, Ed getting hit in the head a wrench was pretty funny."

Wanda smiled and said, "Come on, your going to be late."

"Well I'll be..." Mr. Crocker said as I walked in the classroom, for the first time in nearly two years.

I smiled and said, "I'm out of remission, I'm free to walk about."

AJ and Chester walked up to me and started giving me congratulations.

Mr. Crocker smirked and said, "Well Turner, now that you have another arm, show us a bit of your alchemy."

He tossed me a piece of chalk. I tossed it back and said, "I don't need that..."

I clapped my hands and placed them on the floor.

I began transmuting a statue of the water alchemist from my dream.

It was fairly small but well detailed.

They stared at me in awe, of what I just did.

AJ said, "You did that without circles! That can only be done by high level alchemist or..."

I smirked and said, "A prodigy. Yeah, It just came natually to me."

Chester looked at the statue and asked, "Who is that guy?"

I thought back to the dream and said, "Issac McDougal, The Freezing Alchemist."

Chester picked it up and said, "Best chareter you came up with yet."

He placed it next to the other statues that I've made over the last two years.

There was many different statues, all from my dreams, but none of Ed or his brother.

I didn't want them to know about him just yet.

AJ looked at the statues and said, "I don't know how you get so creative with these statues Tim. I really don't."

I looked down at my hands and said, "I may tell you someday, but right now, let's get back on track."

All of a sudden I heard the door bang in.

"I'm back..."

Frances walked in the room with a growl, and walked toward me.

Chester looked at me and said, "I can't belive they let him out of juvey already. He was suppose to be locked up for another 3 years."

I replied, "That's because he was arrested when we were 10 Chester, we're 13 now."

Frances looked at me and said, "Turner, you look rediculous and what's with the braid trying to be a girl?"

I turned away and said, "It's a reminder..."

Frances said with a laugh, "A reminder of what? Oh I know, it to remind you of how weak you are..."

I yelled, "WHO THE HELL YOU CALLIN' SO WEAK THAT THEY BREAK LIKE A TWIG?!"

Frances laughed and said, "Who would think that Timmy Turner, would grow a backbone..."

I said, "The name is Tim..."

He growled out, "Yeah that's right, you ditched your old name when your daddy died..."

I looked at him and said coldly, "You know... There are some lines you really shouldn't cross."

He sent a punch toward me, I raised my arms in defence leting him hit my automail.

He grabbed his fist and said, "What the hell?! That feels like..."

I pulled off my gloves and said, "Steel? That's because it is."

Frances yelled, "Why the hell is your arm metal?!"

I replied, "You should have listened to the rumors more. I lost my arm and leg in the accident, and now I have the world's first set of bio-mechanical limbs called, automail."

He yelled, "I'm still going to beat in your fucking face!"

He ran towards me again.

I clapped my hands and placed them on the ground.

Two stone hands grabbed his legs and held them in place.

He yelled, "What the hell did you do?!"

I replied with a smirk, "It's called alchemy, you idiot."

Mr. Crocker got out his phone and called the displinary office.

I looked at Frances and he said, "What the hell happened to you Turner?!"

I looked back and said, "Easy, I became an alchemist."