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"I don't believe this...Al, come over here! Check this out!" The 18 year-old called out to his brother, brushing his blonde hair out of his face. The brown-haired brother rushed over.

"Hm? What's up, Nii-san?" he asked.

"There's something in here about an ancient race, the Konsai." Ed said.

"Eh? The Konsai?" Al asked curiously.

"Yeah. It says that they created their own alchemy that followed the rules of equivalent exchange, but could be used to make the same Philosopher's Stone. But it was an act of heresy. Most were burned at the stake. But it says here that the last of the Konsai, Ena Phillips, died just 20 years ago!" Ed exclaimed.

"So you're saying if we can get ahold of those who took care of her, we might be able to learn their alchemy?" Al asked excitedly.

"Yeah. Members of the Konsai carried the trait of brown hair and brown eyes." Ed stated. He glanced at his brother. "You know, you could be one of them!" he joked. Al laughed.

"Yeah, right! Our parents were pure Amestrian...right?"

"Yup. Let's head home, now. Dad should be waiting." Ed said. Al nodded and followed his brother out of the library. It was evening when they finally ended their raid for information on the Philosopher's Stone. Between Elm and Brown Street, four brick walls rose out of the streets. They were boxed in.

"E-Eh?" Al squeaked in suprise. Ed put both hands on one wall.

"Oh. Hold on, Al... I'll get us out." he said calmly.

"N-N-Nii-san!!" Al stuttered loudly. Ed flipped around. In the box with them were two, large, humanoid creatures. They weren't frightening at all to Ed, but Al was shaking.

"Oh, Al...they're nothing...why are you so scared?" Ed asked cooly. Al flinched.

"Ah...I don't know..." he replied quietly.

"Ahhh...he knows...the one with the pulse of the ancients..." One of the creatures said. Its inky-black hand wrapped around Al's throat, lifting him up into the air. Al dug his nails into the monster's huge index finger, but his efforts were for naught. His grip relaxed as he blacked out.

"Al! Damnit!" Ed yelled. He clapped his hands and pressed them on the monster. A blue light snaked its way across the monster's body. It let go of Al as its upper half fell with a splat. Just when Ed thought he could take care of the last one, the black, tar-like blood piled back into the upper half of the other monster.

"You...bastard...my body..." it groaned. It thrusted a hand and pushed Ed into a corner.

"Now...For the blood...The Konsai!"

Suddenly, the creatures fell to the ground inexplicably. Ed stared in awe.

"Edward! Alphonse! Are you all right?" a male voice asked. It was Hohenheim.

"A-ah, Dad! Yes, We're fine. Al's passed out, though." Ed replied.

"Okay. Let's get him home. It isn't safe here anymore." Hoheinheim said. Ed nodded and lifted Al over his shoulder. The wall crumbled gently. Ed followed Hoheinheim back home. It was there Al woke up.

"My boys...I have something to tell you." Hoheinheim said sadly. Al sat up in his bed and Ed waited for him to speak.

"Okay, Dad." Al said hoarsely.

"It's no coincidence if you're suddenly attacked in the middle of the street by two black creatures, I know that. And Al, you were overcome by a sudden fear, am I correct?" Hohenheim started. The youngest son nodded.

"Right. It may be sudden, but you boys are of Konsai heritage." Hohenheim said quickly. Both boys gasped. Ed looked sick. Al looked ready to pass out again.

"W-what?! Where did we get it from?" Ed demanded.

"From Trisha. She was the great-great grandchild of Ena Phillips. As Ena's family progressed, they slowly lost the traits of the Konsai. But it was so vibrant in you, Al. That's why that sudden fear overcame you. It was the natural fear of those creatures that the Konsai carried." Their father explained.

"I'm more... of a Konsai...than Ed?" Al forced out. Hoheinheim nodded.

"But, how is that? If Mom was the last one...That mean that was a lie about Ena..." Ed stated.

"Ena was the last known person of Konsai heritage. She disappeared for the remainder of her life until her caregiver reported that she was dead. Now, Ena wasn't stupid. After she had children, she gave them up to people who didn't know that they were Konsai. Trisha wasn't stupid either. She knew of her heritage." Hoheinheim said.

"But why would Ena pretend to be the last of her kind?" Al pondered. Hohenheim shrugged his shoulders.

"The Konsai had been prosecuted for their alchemy for centuries." he stated.

"Ah...but those black creatures..." Al squeaked. Hohenheim glanced at his son.

"Oh. I read that those monsters were of Konsai descent that had strong desires to live again. They are psychical ghosts, and Konsai blood is belived to have divine properties. The ability to bring those who are dead back to life. Those monsters hunt endlessly, until they can feel the pulse of the "Carrier of Divine Blood". That's what brought them here. You, Al." Hohenheim explained. Al gasped.

"No! That can't be! Nothing ever happened while we were traveling!" Ed argued.

"A standing target attracts more attention. Now that you've settled here, it was easier to pinpoint you and move in." Hohenheim said, shutting down Ed's next argument. Ed's eyes softened. He glanced at his brother, and lowering his head. He gritted his teeth.

"Wh...what can we do? How can we protect Al?" Ed asked quietly.

"For tonight, let Al rest. Tomorrow, you should set off. They probably know that Al's still alive."