Post by Ravendust on Nov 22, 2006 8:19:47 GMT -5
Fullmetal Amnesia
Disclaimer: I don't own FMA- as much as I'd like to...
This is kind of a derivitive of a story that I'm writing on fanfiction, however I'm taking it in a completely different direction... Please let me know what you think.
Rating: Teen
Summary: Ed's body was destroyed when he brought his brother's body back to him. Now there is a boy whom Al has just met, could this be Ed?
Chapter 1
He hadn't won as had previously been planned- instead Edward Elric floated in a void of darkness. He had let Al down that day- he had promised to get his brother his body back, and that the two brothers would be happy together afterwards, instead he had lost his own body.
He had no feeling in his limbs, no knowledge of the passage of time. More than anything he was lonesome. Al- had he saved the life of his brother? Or had they finally become lost to each other forever?
There was nothing in that dark void- nothing except for Edward Elric himself. He was lost and confused, but he had finally found the answers for the questions that he had sought out for so many years, questions that he had been so near to figuring out that first time that he had tried human transmutation.
Now though, now Ed wanted nothing more than to see his brother and Winry- especially Winry, the love of his life. He had kept his feelings for her hidden for so long, and now he would never be able to see her again, to tell her of his love for her.
He could feel transparent tears, nonexistent in the dark void, slipping over his thin cheeks, was this his punishment for rescuing his brother from this fate so many years ago? For using the forbiddon alchemy? Well then... so long as he had fulfilled at least half of his promise to Al- returning his lost body to him- before the philosopher's stone had shattered, revealing itself to be a fake as his horror struck face contorted into a pain far beyond anything that he had ever experienced in his life. A thought had struck him- just before he began to float in that eternal blackness- was this how Al had felt when his body was taken from him?
3 years later
He now looked down upon the face of a complete stranger- his face. It came as a shock to him that he had absolutely no memories- no methods in which he could defend himself from the man that he now fought.
In frustration he ran his fingers through his reflections, distorting his appearance. He had long, golden hair that flowed smoothly down the the middle of his back- now done in a tight braid to keep it out of the way. His eyes were much the same color as his hair- golden and full of confusion. The gloves, the white gloves that he had awoken wearing only hours before, were now damp with water as he brought his hands up towards his head. "Who are you?" He murmured in a soft voice, making a fist as a rustling sound in the bushes told him that he had been found at last.
Quickly he turned and pulled himself to his feet, turning to confront his foe, the man that had chased him since first he had begun to stumble through the trees on shaky legs. The other man had a cross shaped scar that stretched across his flesh- marring it's dark color. His eyes glinted dangerously crimson as he stared into the other's golden eyes. "Edward Elric, what a surprise. I had thought that god took you three years ago when you used your alchemy to bring your brother back."
"Alchemy?" Ed's face twisted in confusion, "I don't even know what that is."
"Full-metal, tonight you return to god, as was meant to be." Said the other as his arm began to glow a hypnotic red.
Ed could not help but gaze at it in awe as the man leapt foreward. Were it not for a strange sense of foreboding in the pit of his stomach- Ed would have stayed where he was, gazing stupidly at the lethal appendage. "Who are you?" He gasped, "and what is this magic?"
The man chuckled, "You do not remember my name? Such a pity... I would have thought that one such as yourself would have remembered after all."
"Scar." The name, familiar- and yet, not so- rolled off of his tongue in that instant.
"That's right full-metal." Scar's lips curled up into a smirk as once more the glowing in his arm began.
This time Ed instinctively moved backwards, unsure of anything but his heart pounding in his ears. Thinking of nothing else that he could possibly do- Ed turned and ran with all of his might. He fairly flew over the leaf strewn ground, stumbling upon the occasional hidden roots. He refused to look back- assuring himself that he had gotten away from Scar as his heart hammered painfully in his chest.
"Oof!" He let out an exclamation of surprise as he slammed into a figure and crashed to the ground.
"Hey!" The other cried, stumbling to his own feet, "watch where you're going next time." He continued, his voice laced with concern for the other.
Ed's chest heaved as he looked into the other's grey eyes- surprised to see such a similarity between the other boy's and his own. "Sorry." He grumbled and dragged himself to his feet, gazing wildly about to assure himself that Scar was not indeed just behind him.
"Who are you?" The other boy questioned, "My name is Alphonse Elric."
"Well..." Ed stumbled slowly over his words, "I've been told that my name is Edward Elric."
Al's face hardened suddenly, "What kind of trick is this? Why do you dare speak that name before me?"
"What are you talking about?" Ed's eyes widened slowly as the other boy, taller and more muscular than he himself was, loomed over him menacingly.
"My brother died three years ago, why are you pretending to be him?" He crossed his arms tightly across his chest and glared.
Ed took a hesitant step backward, "Pretending?" He squeaked.
"Don't act innocent now." Al cracked his knuckles, "I guess I'll have to teach you a lesson."
"Why is everybody after me today!" Ed shouted in frustration, "First that man Scar and now you!"
"Did you say Scar?" Al's face softened ever so slightly, "where is he now?"
"He's somewhere behind me, why does he keep calling me 'full-metal' though? What is the significance of that?" Ed's face twisted in genuine confusion.
"Why would Scar say that you were Edward?" Al's own face was a mask of confusion now, "Tell me the truth, who are you?"
"I don't know." Ed said softly.
"Are you telling me the truth?" Al's face became one of suspision.
"I am." Ed muttered, his eyes downcast, "Who is Scar, and why is he after me?"
"You- you died three years ago bringing me back, he probably believes it unnatural that you have returned to the realm of the living." Tears welled up in Al's eyes, it seemed so out of place considering his appearance.
"I died?" Ed echoed, sitting himself upon the hard packed earth, "I don't understand, why is it then that I have returned to the living?"
"I don't know." Al said, "But right now, with Scar and all, I don't think it safe for you to be out here in the woods. Maybe Colo- er, Fuhrer Mustang would know what to do."
"Where is this fuhrer?" Ed asked slowly, "How is it that he would be able to help?"
"He's the top of the military, and would most likely help to find a way of bringing back your lost memories." Al said this as though it were common sense.
"Oh." Ed said nonchallantly, "Where is he?"
"Currently he is in Central." Al said, "Let's go, I'll take you there."
Ed stood slowly and followed Al as he walked through the trees that shielded them from the elements, "Alphonse?" He whispered.
"Call me Al." Said the other, turning towards him questioningly.
"Do you think that I will be able to remember who I am by visiting with the fuhrer that you speak of?" Ed said at last.
"I am not so certain, but even so I will help you find your lost memories, if you are my brother, returned to us from god, it will be a joyous day." Al said slowly.
Ed nodded, "Thanks." He mumbled.
"Don't mention it." Al said, waving his hand dismissively.
The next few minutes were spent in silence as the trees began to thin and they entered a busy city street. Ed's eyes widened in shock as he saw so many people bustling down the sidewalks, stepping into shops or restaurants. "This way!" Al called over the noise as Ed turned in the opposite direction.
"Oh!" Ed exclaimed, flushing with embarressment, "sorry."
Al silently led him up the busy streets- all the while Ed recieved strange glances from the people passing by. He was relieved when they entered a building, stepping into a dimly lit corridor where they were greeted by a mousey looking woman, "Alphonse?" She gasped, allowing her gaze to slide towards Ed, her eyes widening owlishly, "E-Edward?"
"Scieszka!" Al seemed relieved, "We need to see the Fuhrer."
"Alphonse, i-is this Ed?" Scieszka whispered softly, allowing her gaze to linger upon him for a few moments longer.
"I don't know, he cannot remember anything." Al said honestly,"I'm here to see Mustang, to see if he will help us. "
"I'll get the Fuhrer." Scieszka mumbled, bowing swiftly before rushing away from them into the depths of the Central Military Base.
