Title: Remains of yesterday
Rating: T… but I might change it later
Pairing: none at the moment;
Summary: Edward Elric has been missing for three months. They have no clue. Then Colonel Roy Mustang receives an unexpected call from somebody they knew was dead. AU
WARNING:This is my first story, therefore constructive criticism is welcomed, but flames will be completely ignored. Also English is not my first language, but I try to keep the mistakes at a minimum.
With all this being said, go and read my story :D
Oh, I almost forgot!
Disclaimer: I don't own anything related to the Fullmetal Alchemist universe/manga/anime, except for the insane plot, so please don't sue!
CHAPTER ONE:
Next time we meet again Edward Elric, you will lose everything.
As the Gate appeared in front of his eyes, Ed couldn't't help but think about the last time they stood face to face, that failed human transmutation that changed his life, and that of his brother's forever. Up until this point the words had been lost to him, in the haze of pain, panic and desperation that made that particular nightmare, but now, once again in that desolate place, the memories were coming back to him. He feared the words, because he couldn't afford to lose more than he already did.
He tried to move, every instinct screaming at him to run away, but he could move, except for slowly tilting his head to the side. And what lay next to him scared him as much as the Gate. Layers upon layers, circles and symbols, stood the most complicated array he'd ever seen. And it was slowly shining as the alchemical light was travelling through it at an agonising slow speed. All he could do was watch but as his hazy mind began to translate the symbols the knowledge seem to suddenly froze the blood in his veins. He knew the symbols; he'd used them once and researched them extensively in his quest for the Philosopher's Stone: human transmutation combined with chimera research.
He tried to move, desperation giving him new strength but by the time he could move his right hand the array was almost alight and he knew he could never made it in time.
Get up you bastard, don't you dare give up!
He screamed in his mind, but his body seemed intent on disobeying him. No, he will not admit defeat, he never did, as he continued to try to make his body to move, despite the unseen force that seemed to pine him in the middle of the array.
With a cry of triumph Ed snatched his other hand an upper torso from the floor and then he frantically looked around for something, anything that could help him get away. In the right corner he could see piles of elements – Equivalent exchange – his mind quickly provided him with information, but they were too far to be of any use. Turning quickly to the side he was momentarily surprised to see fur. Golden fur with black spots. And golden eyes. Filled with a new sense of urgency he redoubled his efforts to free himself as the array was slowly coming to completion.
He knew he was out of time, but he wouldn't go without a fight. He won't give up no matter what.
His eyes fell on the cluster of symbols. They were the last to light up, but their meaning was a strange one. He quickly translated them on his head his eyes widening as the meaning became clear.
They need me alive, but I won't let them control me!
As the thoughts crossed his mind he quickly lunged at them and managed to draw two additional symbols, before the array suddenly shone with the brilliance of the sun. As the alchemical light started to break his body and mind into pieces Ed had one last thought:
The bastards are in for a big surprise when I'll wake up…
Behind a glass window in a room with white walls, three people watched with several degrees of excitement the light show that the alchemical reaction was giving. Two of them wore white lab coats, carefully noting different things in their notebooks, as the third, in military garb, watched everything with an impassive look on his face.
"Is he going to be as good as the others?"
"Of course, our work is perfect. It took us a lot of experimentation, but the array is flawless. He'll be ready for training in a week" said one of the scientists, while the other looked at the military man with ill disguised disdain.
"Good, I'll tell the general that the plans are going as scheduled" And without any other comment he was out of the room.
"Damn the military, they think they are better than us! If it wasn't for our work they have nothing!" said one of them, almost snapping the pen he used to write before. The other one, a rather short plump man, let out a quiet sigh before speaking.
"I know Paul, but getting worked up every time the colonel comes to inspect isn't helping. Besides without their money we wouldn't be here. There are some perks for working for them."
"True, enough William" said the other one, a rather tall and gangly man with dirty blond hair, "but I would surely like to have him on that room. He would make a nice pig chimera"
"And be totally useless to plans he's so fond of. A fitting end I suppose" said William with a chuckle. "But let's see about our newest toy, I was told he was quite the alchemist prodigy. Maybe he will still have it. After all we can never completely predict how the Gate will respond " a frown on his face while he remembered some of his less stellar experiments, as he exited the room and prepared to enter the experimental area, where the smoke and fog that accompanied the alchemical reaction was slowly dissipating.
But they hadn't had any failure in awhile; yes he had nothing to worry about. Little did he know that when involving the Fullmetal Alchemist, even the best plans had unexpected results. One of them became apparent after he entered the room and looked at the unconscious figure sprawled in the middle of the array, the changes visible. A sharp breath and…
"Dammit! Paul come here quickly! I think we have a problem"
"How did this happen? This wasn't supposed to happen." Paul mumbled as he too approached the newly created chimera, while reaching for the front pocket where he kept his notebook. "I don't understand, there was nothing done differently" he said as he frantically flipped the pages trying to find the answers.
"Well, you know what this means don't you?" William suddenly grinned at his companion. "More tests before we let him to be taken by the military".
After all there was nothing that a scientist loved best that a good puzzle. Right?
AN: If you want to, I'll love to read your opinion in a review.