Author: Shell Mel
Rating: PG - 13
Warning: Some violence and near death scenes. Also for Ed's swearing.
Spoilers: Spoilers for episode 22 and end of anime series.
Characters: Edward Elric, Roy Mustang
Summary: AU Edward never though much about the incident back in lab 5 with the red water. He doesn't really remember it that much. He's seventeen now, repaying his debt by helping Mustang reach the top now Al finally has his body again. But what happens when he and Mustang become targets for assassination?
Author Notes: Alternative ending to Anime series. Prologue is based in episode 22, while the rest is a year after the series.
“Primary target has been taken out, move to secondary!” An order came from the enemy.
Alex had stopped his struggles and attempts to gain access to the mess hall when he saw the young alchemist fall. His heart ached at the sight of his two comrades. The young Elric had fallen onto his commanding officer, Roy Mustang. Roy and Edward were both gone.
“Secondary target has been eliminated, pull out!” The next order came.
That was it? The siege upon this honourable institution had been all about taking out two of the finest alchemists Alex Armstrong had had the pleasure to know. The Flame alchemist was honest and a kind man, hardly deserving of this fate. The Fullmetal alchemist was still a mere boy, only recently turning seventeen. He was far too young to be taken from this world.
Alex Armstrong could not let these horrendous actions of murder to go by unpunished. The Armstrong’s for generations have never allowed a comrade to fall, stand by and do nothing for the enemy.
Alex pulled back his arm and punched his gauntlet into the wall, finally breaking through into the mess hall now the enemy’s alchemist were no longer focusing on them. He ran into, ready to unleash his artist alchemy upon the enemy. The rest of his comrades followed him, ready to capture the enemy and make them face the consequences of this tragic crime. They would not get away with this; the state will punish them for their horrible deeds against such fine men!
Before Alex or anyone else could attack something happened that made everyone in the room stop. It shocked them all to the point where they weren’t sure if what they saw was real or not.
Edward Elric had stood up.
Alex’s eyes widened. Was it possible the boy was still alive? Hadn’t that been a successful headshot? Could it have missed or just been a grazing shot? The gaping hole in the boy’s head dashed any hopes he had of the shot missing. And yet the young alchemist was standing. Though, standing might not be the right word for it. The small boy was swaying violently, his motions jerking around as if he was not truly in control. The air within the room seemed to be drawn to young Edward. It was a subtle breeze at first, but it quickly picked up, becoming dangerously fast.
The enemy had opened fire on the younger alchemist, obviously to finish the job they had been sent here for. At that point is when hell seemed to come to headquarters once more. Only this time, it was the enemy’s turn to experience it.
The boy was suddenly glowing blue, his eyes radiating with light. It made it impossible to see his eyes. Sparks flickered across Edward’s body. Alex could feel the alchemic energy that seemed to pulse through the boy. He tried to swallow, but it was as if something was caught in his throat. This couldn’t be good. For anyone.
The bullets never made it to their target. They seemed to come within a certain distance of the young alchemist before fading away into thin air. Impossible!
However, that was nothing compared to what Alex saw next. His head wound was repairing itself before them. It was unbelievable to watch as everything just went back together as if the boy had never been hit by the bullet. The only proof of the action was the blood that stained the blonds’ dishevelled hair, skin and clothing.
The blue light radiating from Edward went out and touched Roy. Before Alex could see what was happening, he quickly had to alchemize a wall before himself as a spear appeared out of thin air, heading straight for him. The impact of the weapon caused the tip of it to penetrate his wall slightly through to his side, impaling itself on his work. Alex could feel the sweat falling down his face as he imagined what might have happened should it of hit him.
Spears and spikes were appearing around the boy as his body started to move more and more violently as the blue light pulsed through him. It was so familiar. It took Alex a few moments to place why it was so familiar. It hit him suddenly, causing him to feel slightly ill. It was almost like laboratory five all those years ago. But how is that possible? There was no red water to set the boy off this time.
Alex could not ponder on it for too long. Instead he focused on creating cover for his fellow comrades. The weapons were fired at friend and foe alike. Apart from protecting his friends, there was not a lot he could do for the boy who seemed to be almost painfully overwhelmed by what was happening to him.
Spikes began to appear under the boy, slowly creating a mountain that pushed him higher and higher. Alex tried to call for the boy to stop this, but his pleads seemed to fall on death ears. The boy either couldn’t hear him or wasn’t in a position to care.
The enemy’s numbers were slowly dwindling. Many struck down by the boy’s weapons. The alchemists were being killed one by one, unprepared for this type of onslaught. Only a few remained, but one by one they were falling. Alex continued to do what he could to protect everyone. Most had fled. However, some, like himself, were pinned down by the onslaught. He couldn’t run. Nor would he. Not until he had tried everything to get his friends out of this situation. He had to attempt to stop Edward.
It was then Alex saw something that shocked him all over again. It cannot be, but yet it was.
Roy Mustang had sat up.