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Chapter 1

"Why, hello there, Mr. Fullmetal Alchemist," The man said as he walked out of the shadows of the ally. "How nice of you to come."

Ed glared at the man as he came closer. "What do you want?" He growled angrily.

"Now, now," The man said calmly. "No need to get angry."

Anger flared up in Ed. "I'm here, so give Alphonse back," he snarled.

The man frowned. "Why are you in such a rush?"

"Shut up!" Ed shouted at the top of his lungs. "Give Al back, I don't want to fight you!"

The wicked smile on the mans face made a shiver run down Ed's spine. If this really was the man that the military was after then Ed had to be on his guard. "I don't want to fight you either."

Ed clenched his fists and for a brief moment wondered what they were doing to Al. Give me my brother," Ed said coldly. "If you want to leave here with your life."

The mans wicked smile turned into a toothy grin. "I know your threat means nothing."

Ed's heart began to race. The man was right, he would never be able to take a life, but how would he get Al back if his threats didn't worry the man? "Give me my little brother," Ed said, all of the demand had left his voice and all that was left was a tone of nervousness.

The man frowned. "But what fun will it be if we don't have someone to play with."

Fresh concern for his brother caused Ed's heart to race faster. What are they doing to Al?

The man casually shoved his hands deeply into his creamy white coat. "The truth is your brother is no use to us, we need a living person of flesh and blood. The best we can do is to take him apart and-"

"You bastard!" Ed shouted, all the nervousness in his voice has dissolved and was replaced by a fresh wave of anger. Those people took Al from him and now they were going to take him apart. Ed couldn't stand the thought of what would happen to his brother if they did that.

"Well, I guess you will do," The man said. He pulled his hand out of his pocket and placed a small silver whistle to his lips. When he blew through it, there was a high pitch screech. Heavy footsteps sounded behind Ed and the young Alchemist whipped around just in time to dodge a large steel blade.

"What the hell!" Ed yelled as the blade swung again, grazing his flesh arm. Ed clapped his hands and quickly transmuted his automail into a blade. When the opponents blade came around again Ed quickly thrust out his arm and the two steel weapons collided with a sickening screech. The force of the blow to his arm caused Ed to stumble back. Whoever was wielding that blade must be strong.

Ed heard the clanking of metal, he turned around and to his surprise he saw Al sitting with his back against the wall. His body was bound by chains and he didn't look like he could move.

"Al!" Ed yelled. Unfortunately in the short moment Ed let his guard down the enemy took that chance to strike. He swung his blade, Ed saw it coming down at him and he didn't have any time to doge the attack before the cold steel planted itself in the flesh of his shoulder. Ed let out a scream that was a cross between anger and pain. "Stop!" Ed yelled out.

"Quit struggling," The man with the cream coat walked forward and looked at Ed with satisfaction a clear emotion on his face.

"You bastard," Ed muttered. The blade was pulled roughly pulled from his shoulder and fresh, warm blood dripped down his arm, staining his red coat a darker shade of red. Ed glared at the man for a moment before a strong blow in his ribs knocked him off his feet and sent him falling back. All of the breath was forced from his lungs and the man loomed above him.

"I suggest you cooperate with us," he said. "Don't forget, we still have your brother hostage."

"You bastard," Ed growled. As he spoke pain flared in his chest and he winced in pain. Damn it, Ed thought. What the hell did they do?

The man smiled down at Ed before roughly pulling him to his feet. Ed swayed and his vision darkened. The pain in his chest was now unbearable and the wound on his shoulder continued to bleed more. Darkness continued to creep into his vision and Ed took a uneven step forward before his flesh leg buckled beneath him and he fell face first to the ground. The impact sent more pain flaring through his chest until all he could focus on was breathing.

"Get the hell up," an unfamiliar voice snarled. Ed slowly rose to his feet, the man in the cream coat walked behind him and jabbed him in the back if he tried to run or slowed down. Eventually the pain in his chest became unbearable. Soon all he could hear were his own unsteady breaths as he went crashing to the ground, darkness surrounding him.

 ***

"Where the hell is he?" Roy demanded as he paced the length of his small office. With every passing second his irritation grew.

"Why don't you try to relax, sir," Hawkeye suggested.

Roy shook his head roughly and continued to pace. What if something happened to him? Roy thought to himself. Although he didn't show it, he actually cared a lot for the young kid. If something happened to him. Roy took note that his ignition gloves were in his drawer.

"Colonel!" The door to Roy's office flew open and a frantic Al burst into to the room.

"What's wrong Alphonse?" Hawkeye asked, her hand drifting subconsciously to the gun strapped to her side.

"It's brother," Al said quickly. "Something happened and then."

"Slow down Alphonse," Roy said, his own concern beginning to rise up in him. "What about Ed?"

"He was taken," Al blurted out. "Several people attacked him and now he's gone."

"Where did this happen?" Roy ordered.

"Beside an ally about ten minutes from here," Alphonse informed, his voice about an octave higher than usual

Roy grabbed his ignition gloves out of his desk and headed for the door. "Lieutenant," Roy called.

Hawkeye began to follow Roy as he walked through the hallways of Central HQ at a fast pace. Please be okay Ed. Roy's heart beat faster as he thought about what might be happening to Ed. He forced himself to push the thought aside. Roy burst out of the front door's of central HQ and quickly got into his car.

Hawkeye got into the passengers seat and Alphonse went into the back. Roy started the car and drove off down the street as fast as he could, fear for the young alchemist caused him to drive faster. They got to where Alphonse had told them in a few short minutes, but those short minutes dragged on at a slow pace that felt like forever.

"Sir," Hawkeye called. Roy turned to her, his breath caught in his throat when he saw a tattered piece of red cloth and fresh blood splattered finely on the sidewalk.

"Alphonse." Roy turned to look at the suite of armor. "What did the people who took Ed look like?"

Alphonse thought the question over before replying. "One of them was tall with graying brown hair, he was wearing a creamy white coat. I didn't get a god look at anyone else though because of the darkness."

Roy's suspicion just became a fact. "Hawkeye, I think Ed was kidnapped by Daniel Tucker."

Hawkeye let out a startled gasp. "How, I thought he was in prison?"

"He was in prison." Roy clenched his fists. "He broke out a few days ago."

"Who's Daniel Tucker?" Al asked.

"He's a former state alchemist," Roy explained. "He worked as a loyal soldier for several years, but then." Roy released a slow breath. "But then he killed several military officers and then fled the country. Three years ago he was caught and sent to jail. He was scheduled to be executed tomorrow, but just yesterday he escaped."

Al let out a nervous whimper. "If he's a criminal what is he going to do to brother?" Al's voice came out high pitched with worry.

Anger boiled up in Roy. "Hawkeye, get Havoc, Fuery, Falman, and Breda. Tell them to search the city."

Hawkeye saluted. "Yes sir. But what about you?"

Roy pulled his ignition glove on. "I have an idea where he might be."

***

Ed head pounded and his chest throbbed dully, He opened his eyes and found himself in a darkly lit room. Ed sat up but when he when to put pressure down on his right hand he only met air and fell to his side. Ed realized that his automail was gone. Damn it. Where he hell is it? Ed looked around and spotted it sitting on a small table in the corner of the room. Ed got up but found out too late that his automail leg was also gone. He lost his balance and fell to the floor.

Ed pushed himself up using his remaining hand and managed to get back in the bed after much difficulty.

The creaking of a door alerted Ed. Light spilled into the dark room as a man walked in. He looked at Ed and a small smile spread out on his face. "I see you're finally awake." He walked over to Ed and looked at him closely. After a few seconds he pulled out a notepad and jotted down a few notes.

"Get away," Ed snarled, anger taking control of his body.

The man frowned and wrote a few more things down before shoving the notepad back into his pocket. "Blond hair and golden eyes," he mumbled to himself.

"Shut up," Ed growled.

"And where would the fun be in that?" The man questioned innocently.

A deep grow formed in Ed's throat. The man looked at Ed for another minute before yanking Ed off the hard bed he was on and pulling him from the room.

Ed was forced to hop due to the fact that his leg was gone. Keeping his balance was another problem, the man was walking so fast that he barley managed to stay upright. The man continued to yank Ed down the hall until that came to another door.

The man knocked and the large door slowly swung open. Another man was standing there. The new man was unusually tall with ragged dark hair, his eyes were small and cold, and the outlines of muscles showed beneath his baggy clothing. "Is this the boy?" He asked in a deep, menacing voice.

The man let go of Ed's shirt and patted him on the head. "Yep."

Ed shot the man a glare but soon turned his gaze back to the newcomer, not wanting to let his guard down.

"This way." Ed was pushed into the middle of the room and he landed on the ground with a thump. There was a meow and a small golden cat padded out from the darkness. Ed's heard began to race when he noticed that beneath him there was a large transmutation circle.

"Good luck kid," The man wearing the cream coat said with a small chuckle.

"Wait!" Ed yelled. He tried to stand but wasn't able to get up on one leg. Suddenly the ground beneath him glowed and intense pain flared inside Ed. He let out a cry of pain and the glow gradually became brighter until the one transmutation circle lit up the entire room.

Ed looked around and spotted the small cat fading in front of him. Ed suddenly knew what was going on. Ed's breathing became heavy as he was merged with the small feline. Is this was Nina felt like? Ed thought as the pain became the worst thing he had ever felt. Ever worse than his automail surgery, and that was painful.

Gradually the light died down and Ed sat there panting. The cat that had just recently been there was not gone, Ed hunched over and gasped for breath

Several people surged forward to look at what they did. "It worked!" one man announced in amazement.

"A successful chimera!" Another said proudly.

Ed glared up at the people surrounding him. "Get away." his voice came out weaker than he had thought it would.

"Now be a good boy," The man in the cream coat said as if he were speaking to a dog.

"Get away," Ed hissed. Without thinking he swiped out his left hand in an attempt to fend off the man.

"Bad boy." The man sprayed Ed in the face with water.

Ed shook his head trying to get the water off his face. His heart raced at a fast rate and his arm and leg shook from fear. Ed wished more than anything that this was just a dream and that it never happened, he new better than to think that though.

The man in the cream coat pulled something out of his pocket and wrapped it around Ed's neck. The material it was made out of rubbed uncomfortably against the skin, Ed tried to pulled it off but it wouldn't budge.

Ed sat helplessly on the floor. A few more men walked forward, one yanked Ed to his feet and the others pushed him into a small cage. The door was locked tightly and Ed looked around wildly, his fear taking over his thoughts. What's going on? Why am I in here? Al, somebody, help me. Ed thought pleadingly. The cage was wheeled away and left in another room.

In the room Ed heard the cries of many animals, their scents also sharper and Ed could easily pick them out. There were cats, dogs, rabbits, hamsters, pigs, too many to count.

Ed desperately wanted to transmute a way out but since he didn't have an arm that option was out of the picture. Instead he looked for another way out. Come on, Think. No ideas came to him. Ed was about to try to clap his hand and foot together to see if that would work when the door opened and bright light spilled into the room, illuminating the many cages that lined the wall.

The man with the cream coat walked in carrying a tray of food. He unlatched a hook at the bottom of the cage and a small section opened. He slid the tray in and locked it almost immediately afterward.

"Eat up," the man said, a hint of amusement in his voice. "We cant to step two if you're hungry."

Ed looked down at the wet slop in the bowl. His stomach churned at the thought of eating it. "What the hell is this?" Ed demanded angrily.

The man shrugged. "Just eat the food. It's good for you."

"I'm not eating the damn slop!" Ed shouted, he whacked the bowl aside and spilled the contents of in onto the floor of the room.

The man frowned, he reached behind him and grabbed some more of the slop. "Eat this or I'll force it down your throat."

Ed glared at the man as he pushed the new food into the cage. The look the man was giving Ed sent a shiver up the young boys spine. Ed looked at the slop wearily before taking a reluctant bite. He immediately regretted it. Ed forced himself to swallow, after swallowing the horrible stuff he pushed the rest aside.

"Bad boy," The man scolded. He sprayed Ed multiple times with freezing water. Ed closed his eyes and ignored the water dripping down onto his clothes. Soon the water stopped and the door closed with a loud bang.

Ed stared blankly at the far wall. What the hell is going on? He thought nervously.