This is one of the plot bunnies I have had, and I'm going on a quick upload spree. These are ideas I will most likely not continue anytime soon, maybe if I'm bored. Don't expect too much effort into them.

The overused Ed is in RWBY idea. I'm making this because the fanfictions on the site don't cover Ed going to the world as an alchemist after promised day, and are mostly about with Al and before Promised Day. Also the RWBY series is fantastic. Literally, Ruby says the perfect line about milk in one episode. I'm also putting up stories of whatever piss into my head and I wan't to work on. So expect erratic updates.

Gold: (Latin: Aurum) The atomic element 79, most used in the measuring of currencies. Soft, pliable, can be made into jewelry. Is both malleable and ductile. One gram of gold can be spread out into about a square meter plate, about 230 atoms thick. It is one of the most expensive materials on the planet.

Silver: (Latin: Argentum) The atomic element 47. The best conductor of heat and electricity known to man (Highest electrical and thermal conductivity known to man). It is second to Gold in

Eyes: (Latin: Oculi) An organ on the body used to receive lights and images to see. In some civilizations eyes are known as 'the windows to the soul'.

Aurum and Argentum Oculi

There are two humans, both if different worlds, destined to save their own world. One of Silver Eyes, and one of Gold. What if the God of one world were to mess up when one of them died?

Truth had just received somewhat shocking news. Edward Elric was dead. For real this time. Cause of death? Train crash. Truth snorts to himself. 'I expected him to have a normal life after all he has done, but I guess he always has been unlucky. How Ironic that he died in a train crash. I always thought it wasn't smart of him to ride the tops of trains.'

Earlier that Day

'Another train hijacking?!' Edward wondered to himself. 'What is it with robbers always being on the same train as me?' He got up and peered down the hallway, looking for anyone who might see him. Noticing no one, Edward walks down the hallway towards the conductor's car where the thugs are intimidating the conductor.

'Man, they should just 'train' the conductors in self defense training?' Edward punned to himself, then chuckled at his own humor. He slips out a window onto the roof, like he always does.

Using a new type of Alchemy that had been discovered by his brother, he magnetized his shoes and automail to improve balance and how easily he can stand on the cars, a trick he acquired when he was messing around with gravity alchemy (Another type that he had created based on new laws of physics that had been discovered), and accidentally stuck himself to a wall for a few hours until Al could figure out a new formula to de-magnetize him.

He arrived at the front car, and sees the bandits holding the conductor at gunpoint. "Not on my watch!" he announces to himself.

Dropping down to the floor, Edward immediately swings his automail leg around, knocking over the closest two bandits. The others startled at the sound, and one charges at Ed. Ed claps his hands, and pressed them to the floor. Blue lightning arcs around the other bandits as the floor warps. The metal seems to grow together into hands that wrap around the bandit's legs, trapping them. One pulls their gun, and Edward claps his hands to the gun. He rips it apart via deconstruction alchemy, and the pieces clatter to the floor at the thug's feet. Annoyed at the thug for trying to shoot him, he punches the guy in the face with his automail arm.

When he had activated the final circle at Promised Day, Truth had let him have his brother back, for the cost of his arm again, simply because Edward had assisted him in stopping the Homunculi. Although Truth may not care about human lives or what happens to Ed, if the Homunculi had succeeded, then Truth himself would have died, simple as that. Their goal was to consume Truth. By saving Truth, Ed had a special place in the being's heart (if Truth had a heart.)

Standing in the middle of the train, he grinned cockily. "Ha! I still got it!" he exclaimed.

One of the downed thugs coughed, and growled. "You pipsqueak..." he muttered. Ed stared at the man, and growled back, looking very intimidating. In recent days since they had beat Father, Ed had apparently grown to a respectable height of 5'7". He was proud that he had grown, and didn't have as bad of a reaction to being called short. Well, he still reacted, just it wasn't as bad.

"Don't call me SHORT!" he roared, punting the man into the wall with his leg. Never mind, it was just as bad. Frowning from the insult, he turned to the front of the train, and realized the conductor was missing. "Hmm?"

*BANG*

He whirled around to see the man he punted having disconnected the rest of the train from their car. The back of the train began slowing, and shaking. One of the wheels nearly fell off of the rails, and the entire thing was wobbling. Ed paled. "Aww, hell no!" he shouted, racing for the connector. He dove, and tripped over the man. Ed grabbed blindly, and snagged the back of the car. He hung for a moment, then began slipping.

The man sat up, and chuckled weakly, already bleeding out after having been impaled accidentally earlier when Ed kicked him. "If I go down, I'm taking you with me, Fullmetal Runt!" he shouted.

The man grabbed Ed, and jumped. As they fell, Ed saw his life flash before his eyes. Al, Winry, Granny, Mustang. He tried to blink, but couldn't move. He felt something leave his body as he hit the ground, and his mind followed the object, whatever it was. In a state of acceptance, Ed amusedly realized that the object leaving him was his soul. 'How ironic, I died on a train. I never was cautious around those things...' Ed sank back, and saw the gate appear, and fell into it, seeing Truth ahead of him. The white figure reached for the soul...

Then everything went to hell. The soul of the thug, (Who by now was annoying enough to be considered a main antagonist. How about we call him Harold, to make this easier.) slammed into Edward's soul, and they drifted off course, towards the edge of the Gate. Ed threw himself angrily at Harold's soul, and tore at it with an unrestrained fury. How dare this soul, worth less than any other soul, try to stop him from having a peaceful afterlife!

Truth moved towards the Gate, quickly readying a body to store Ed's soul in. The plan was to have Ed live in the void with him forever, so they could enjoy the afterlife together. Truth would also probably allow his friends to stay in the afterlife as well. It was the least he could do for the savior of Amestris and himself. Opening the great doors, he peered into the darkness, making out a glowing ball, writhing from side to side. Looking closer, it looked like another soul was attacking Ed's soul. Worried, Truth peeled one off of the other, and pulled Ed's soul into the white expanse, safe from the other one. Inserting it into the body, Truth awaited the Fullmetal Alchemist's awakening.

The body Truth made blinked. Then chuckled. Truth knew something was wrong. "I did it! I killed the Fullmetal Alchemist!" it roared, laughing.

Truth stilled realizing his mistake. "I grabbed the wrong soul." Truth muttered, then its eyes widened, realizing what it had done. "I grabbed the wrong soul!" Truth cried. It peered into the darkness of the Gate, but was unable to see anything. Truth whirled on Harold, who finally realized he had fucked up. Big time. Truth would make this mortal pay. And pay he did.

Ed was floating. How long? Days? Years? Seconds? He couldn't tell. Finally, something snagged him, and he was thrown into light. He awoke to birds chirping.

NN: RIP Harold, you were annoying until the very end.

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