Golden Half Blood
This is well a story that goes back a long time ago…… well…… ok…. Maybe not that long ago…. It's a story of a young alchemist. Ahem… let me rephrase that… I guess it's about me really…a tale from after the revolution. Let me tell u about it……..
It was the Year of Recollection as many would have called it. King Bradley had fallen only a few months ago, his dictatorship ended. The government seized control of the country, stabilizing it in a formal democracy, which I found was quite good for the people, but it was difficult for us…..the soldiers….
I had only recently been promoted to Colonel, right before the government demoted us back to being simple arms protection for the country. Mustang wasn't too happy about that… He had also been recently promoted to the rank of General, and since Bradley's seat was open, he felt he had it in his grasp. I can't help laughing at him on occasion when he brings it up, calling them thieves for taking 'his' spot.
Other than the strains at work, life has settled down quite nicely. It originally was a rough start when Al finally got his body back on the first day of rebellion against Bradley and the once called 'Imperial Army'. But since then things have turned for the better. Hawkeye helped us find a good home in the good side of town close enough to where I can even walk to work which is very pleasant. Al has picked up a job at a nearby bakery along with his usual routs to the local market and taking care of the home. If I even attempt to bring any of it up, however, he just shuts me off with a simple, "I enjoy it" and the conversation ends.
All of the other homunculi were either killed off in the battle or disappeared completely… The only one still left hanging around is Envy, who for some reason is struck with a case of amnesia. And given to Al's tendency to being very soft, let him into our home and has begun a whole process of teaching all sorts of weird things, to which he follows like a curious toddler. About 3 weeks into it, Al re-taught him shape-shifting and the two of them bounce around the house looking exactly the same. This of course came as a shock to me when I came home to it one night and found two 'Als' in the kitchen. In light of this, it was also a shock to several of our neighbors and other officers when the two of them followed me to work…. So we eventually resorted to calling him Tom, as well as saying he's some half brother we met on our travels. We also had him turn his hair brown to be able to even recognize one another…. But it is still unnerving to come home and find them both behind the counter…
Other than all of this, there is one other ordeal that tops off the list of things I have to deal with. I am not longer a true human anymore. I am half homunculus… I can't remember how such a thing happened to me, and I prefer to attempt to allude myself into thinking I still live a normal human life… Al and Envy are the only ones who originally knew it, but it's become known throughout the militia somehow and made it's way up to top. Recently they've called upon my services more than once to do their 'dirty work'. Known as they call it, 'bounty hunting' or 'assassinations'… which bring upon the pondering factor of if we are headed back into a darker age….
Surprising enough, a new breed of homunculi has shown up as well… but there is a great calm among them. Unlike the original sins, these homunculi in particular live in large clans, and there are hundreds of them, spread throughout the country. Originally it was thought that we were being invaded by them and that the rebellion had restarted from the ruins of the enemy side. Traps were set for them throughout the country, as well as continuous fights breaking out when the groups of them fell under fire of military guns, merely causing on problem after another…
But after actually meeting one in person, myself, it came to me at a completely different perspective. They were more like immigrants than invaders, merely looking for lands in which to raise their families much like our own kind. In truth I find that my homunculus side seems to be drawn toward them, more than it does to Envy's kind. It brings upon the strange though of whether I am actually part of their kind, and the thought of finding out how I even became the way I was.
I took it upon myself to set up a legal guard for many of them, to which when confronting many of the guilds were accepted without hesitation. Many of them began to call me by a strange name which seemed to overthrow my old one, Fullmetal. The new name they gave me was Gooruden Gobu Ketsueki, Golden Half Blood…
I hope u guys like this story as much as my other Pride story. Sry if I seem like I'm pestering u guys for reviews... but it's merely cause I just want opinions of my work... U probably know the feeling of when u create something swell and when u go around to show ppl and no one even gives it a glance? it just kinda feels like that to me... sighs... Review if u want...