Fullmetal Alchemist Fan Fiction ❯ Satan's Hand ❯ Work Of The Devil ( Chapter 1 )

[ T - Teen: Not suitable for readers under 13 ]

A/N: Hello. I havn't been on MediaMiner in a while, so excuse all the fanfictions I havn't worked on. I had to get this Idea out of my head. People who wouldn't take kindly to Edward Elric going homicidal, this fanfiction is not for you. I don't want people going on strike because of this fanfic.

"Finally, Al!" Ed exclaimed as he left a military station."Finally..."

" Finally what?" Al responded. Then he gasped. " You mean..... Ed! You went in there to get people on deathrow, didn't you?"

" Yep!" Ed said, delighted.

The 17-year-old soul confined in a suit of armor gasped again. He put his hand to his thick-jawed metal mouth." But, brother, you promised we would find another w-"

"Way?" Ed looked at him with a serious look on his face, " Yeah, I did. 3 YEARS AGO! And we're no step closer to that promise than we are now!"

"But-"

"There is no other way." Ed cut him off. " Al, we have to do this. I have half a mind to stop myself from doing this, but there's no other way. Besides, they're going to die anyway, since Lab 5 operations are over with."

"...Okay, you win." Al responded." But I'm not going to be in the room."

" Fine with me, but be sure to be at least 2 stories up....or outside."

~~~Laboratory 5~~~

"Okay, get rid of my conscience, and get ready to transmute...." Ed recited and did what he recited." No second thoughts."

He clapped his hands together and put them on the transmutation circle that was doubled: on the floor and ceiling. A pulse ran through his arms and released out of his hands to transmutation circle under it. He closed his eyes for a few minutes, trying to block out the screams of the prisoners. It felt like hours instead of minutes and he opened his eyes. He was in front of that familiar Gate again, and saw the prisoner's being taken away by the black tentacles, and he just stared into the endless abyss, seeing everything there is to know, for the 2nd time in his life. One of the tentacle went straight for him, and he braced himself. But the tentacle stopped, abruptly, and swung back to the Gate with the others. The endless desert of the Gate disappeared, as if it were an illusion. On the transmutation circle was a crimzon red stone, but there was something else with it. It was a bone-carved blade, with blood staining it's glimmering white sheen. Ed picked it up and sighed. " Someone must have left this there in hopes that it would save them....... either that or worthless superstition...... if that's true, then this would be an alchemic omen of murder! Like I would commit murder!" He laughed his worry off, and took the gleaming stone and stained blade, then stepped outside to meet Al.

~~~Outer Grounds~~~

Al stood just outside of the building, waiting. He turned around when he heard footsteps, and saw his older brother, carrying it in his hands. He started to to draw a transmutation circle around Al.

" Wait," Al said, " Is that what I think it is? Is that the-"

"Philosopher's stone, yes it is. Al, consider yourself-" Ed paused while he transmuted AL. " -permanetly human."

There was a blinding light, and Al felt his soul enter a whole new body,and he could see the soul circle on the armor be wiped clean. He passed out for a few hours. When he woke up, he found him staring at a mirror. He had peach material all over his body. He had skin.

~~~That night, at Central~~~

AHHHHHHHHHHH!!!

Ed woke up from the same nightmare that he had had 20 times before that night. He clutched the bone sword that lay beside him. He had a sudden urge.

~~~ Colonel Roy Mustang's Room~~~

Riza stepped in the room, and said quietly,"Colonel, I heard screaming. Are you a- Holy Shit!" She looked at the bed to see a bloddy Colonel, with not a sign of any contact to her voice. " You're......You're......... Oh, God....." Tears started to roll down her cheeks and hit the floor. There was a maniacal laughter through the night.

~~~~Afterthought~~~

MMP OH MY GOD! COLONEL'S GONE!
Ed: Why the hell did you have to make me HOMICIDAL!
MMP WELL, EXCUSE ME! You're supposed to be laughing.
ED: LAUGH! OH MY GOD! YOU THINK I'M THE ONE LAUGHING!
MMP: Duh, I wrote the damn thing.
Ed: Thank you for pointing that out. Now, if you excuse me, I've got to beat the %$#@ out of you for making me a %$#@ING MURDERER!