His Soul (A FullMetal Alchemist Fanfiction)

Ch. 7~7/4/2012

Cyle POV

Cyle: this is before Ed and I meet Captain BedHead at her house!

Fayth: why you..! *Attacks Cyle*

Hoshi: Fight! Fight! Fi- oh, I'm in right now? HIhowiseveryone? IhaventbeenhereforawhilebutIknowI'llbeback!

*I enter the room and sees the chaos*

Me: *shouting* okay, everyone get back to your corners now!

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I flouted in darkness for what felt like an eternity. I knew this feeling all to well. Death has claimed me multiple times. There was a bright light and I was back at the general store. I was alive again. I'm something called an Âme. I began coughing to fill my lungs with air and I looked up at Edward.

Oh god! Please don't be dead!

I crawled over to him and looked for a pulse on his neck. It was faint yet strong. I pulled my hand away to find my fingers cover with blood. He was losing a lot blood from his side wound. I pulled his shirt up to revel the gash in his side. I moved my hands until they hovering less than an inch from the injury.

"Iyasu" I whispered. No special lights show, no sparkles, no pixie dust. The gash simply closed up. I wouldn't call it magic or powers, its just part of my nature. His breathing quickly returned to normal regular. I knew he wasn't going to wake up anytime soon. I grabbed his left arm and placed it around the back of my neck. It was very awkward when I stood up.

Damn, he's short!

His feet were dangling a few inches off the ground when I was standing straight up! I thought for a couple seconds and found a way to carry him. I knelt down and pulled his left arm until he was hanging on my back. I hiked up his legs and stood up. I turned and walked to the back of the store. When reached the door to the employee lounge, I heard a fair slat. Looking down, I saw my right foot was standing in a puddle of blood. My eyes followed to whom it belonged to. When I saw, I almost dropped Edward. Meg was a small girl of 19 and she lie face up in front of me. Her long blond hair matted with blood flew behind her. Her red brown eyes, though dead and empty, were still filled with fear. Not from her sat a man of 29. Matt was sitting against the nearest wall. His head hung to the side while his short black hair was disheveled and his near black eyes were hollow. Gasping, I ran through the door and quickly found the back exit. Running down the ramp, I ran as far as I could with Edward on my back. I made it up a large hill that rested behind most of the stores. At the top, I set Edward down behind on of the thick trees. I did the same with a neighboring tree. It was quiet for a few minutes. Soon I heard the sirens. I peeked back and saw two or three police vehicles parked in front of the general stores. The red and blue lights barely reached our hiding spots. I quickly hid my face when the blinding light of a flashlight was shot up here. I could hear voices coming from the base of the hill but I could only hear snippets.

"Top...hill...moving"

Okay, Edward, it's time to take a tumble.

I got onto my stomach army crawled to the knocked out Edward and pushed do he was also on his stomach. I soon heard the sound of grass being crunched under shoes. I pushed Edward and he started to roll down the hill. I quickly followed. I rolled really fast, maybe a little too fast. I could feel my body losing control. I could feel my body beginning to fly I don't know where I was on the hill when it happen, but I soon began to fly and not in a good way. I spun through the air and when I landed, my head cracked against a rock. I died again. At least I'll stay out of sight...I hope.

I quickly awake in a green field. My head pounded for a minute longer and I looked to see if anyone was looking for us. I saw no more lights. Sitting up, I began to whisper Edward's name. I heard a quiet moan and I quickly followed it. I found the short blonde haired boy lying in the grass, his face looking up to the sky.

"Could you tell me how I ended up out here?" he asked calmly. It may have been dark but the light of the moon allowed me to see him. His face now had a couple new scraps and his clothes were slightly ripped and had small blots of blood scattered around them.

"I brought you outside" I said. He nodded, his eyes still closed.

"One more thing" he, again, said calmly, "How the hell are you still alive?" his eyes snapped open as he shouted at me. I jumped back at the volume of his voice. His gold eyes glared at me. I sighed told him my story.

"Main idea is that I can't die. Well, I die but I come back to life" I explained. He sat up and looked at me questionably.

"But that's not possible" he simply said.

"Yeah, well neither is what you did to your arm there" I gestured to his right arm. He moved his right arm and gazed at the blade. The movement of his arm made quiet clanking sounds. Was that the metal around his arm?

A minute passed and he still said nothing.

"Well?" I asked impatiently.

"All will be explained when we reach Fayth's" he whispered, stood up, and ran east.

"Hey, wait up!" I called before I ran after him.

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(A/N) to make this really funny, I will tell how tall both boys are.

Cyle: 5'10"

Ed: *Dodges Ed's attacks* 4'8" XD

EDIT 8/04/2014: I recently got a comment asking what the heights were in centimeters. So, I'm going to convert them for those who don't use feet or inches! If I'm wrong on anything, please tell me! I had to use a converter for this!

Cyle: 5'10"=5 feet 10 inches=177.8 cm

Ed: 4'8"=4 feet 8 inches=142.24 cm

Another A/N~ I REALLY wanted Cyle to say, "I am Ninja!" but I couldn't find a good spot for it :(

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Fayth POV

"Cyle?!" I gasped. His blonde hair was disheveled and there was large tear in the stomach of his shirt. Dried blood also coated most of his shirt.

"Yes, Captain BedHead, it's me" he smiled as he climbed through the window.

"I will push you out that window" I hissed to Cyle before turning to Ed.

"If you transmuted, could you please un-transmute it" I asked while running my left hand through my tangled hair. He nodded and did his thing at the window.

"You two have a hell of a lot of explaining to do, after I get the first aid kit," I moaned. I could feel drowsiness creeping over me. I inched down the hall until I reached the bathroom. I quickly brushed my hair so Cyle would stop calling me 'Captain BedHead'. I set the brush down and turned to the cabinet to grab the kit.

When I reach my bedroom, Ed was lying on bed, with his hand resting on the skin of his stomach while Cyle looked out the window. It seemed like he was looking for someone.

"Hey, RoudKill and Dipstick" I called to the boys. Both looked over at me.

"It's time for me to play 'Doctor'. Shirts off" I commanded. Ed knew not to wait around and took off his torn shirt. Cyle, on the other hand, hesitated. I placed the kit on my dresser.

"Cyle, shirt off" I hissed.

"Fayth, I'm fine," he said as he turned back to the window. I rolled my eyes and marched over to him, grabbed his shoulder and gestured to the large rip in his shirt.

"What do call this?" I asked.

"A ripped shirt?" I could tell he was just pulling my leg.

"Explain," I said firmly.

"Jeez, you're acting like my mother" he said, turning back to me.

"Explain," I repeated. He sighed and did so.

"I'm not human nor am I a god. I'm a Morte, a being part of the Âme family"

"Morte?" I asked.

"It means 'dead' in French. And also meaning I can't die" he said with a sorrowful look on his face.

"Does this have to do with your sister?" I asked. Cyle had an older sister but she died about six years ago.

"No, I mean what I'm telling you. I can't die" I looked at Ed.

"Is he telling the truth?" I asked. He shrugged.

"Hey, he told me some things but not all" he said. I sighed a looked back at Cyle.

"It sounded like there's more than just a Morte"

"Yeah, it's called an Ouvrez, they're able to bring the souls of characters out into the real world" my breath caught in my throat.

"Like from b-books?" I stuttered. He nodded. I lost my balance and fell on my behind. Shock flooded my emotions.

"Fayth, are you alright? Fayth, answer me!" both Ed's and Cyle's voices were faint. I lifted my head until I was looking at the ceiling and began to the laugh.

"She's cracked" Cyle whispered. I stopped laughed and looked at him.

"If an Ouvrez can bring characters souls into our then that means I'm one" I said.

"How?" Cyle asked.

"Meet Edward Elric. The FullMetal Alchemist. A character in a manga series"

??? POV (pretend like you hear static, please?)

"Sir, he woke up" a voice panted as it ran into the bookstore.

"And you left him behind?" a deep male voice hissed.

"Well, the FullMetal Pip-squeak useless when we're not controlling him" the first voice countered. The male voice sighed.

"One more killing and we'll have than enough souls to make the Stone. Envy, you can do this one on your own but make sure it isn't a shop. Make it...a family" the male voice turned and looked into the glass orb on the front counter. What most people don't know about this orb is that it contains hundreds of souls. The two newest souls are a black haired man and a young woman of 19.

"It'll be my pleasure, Mr. C" Envy smiled a wicked grin and ran back out the door and into the night.

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*Sighs*

I'm not saying anything...

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I am Ninja!!!

*Runs and hides from everything even waffles and pancakes*

(Side note, can you guess who Matt and Meg are supposed to look like? EDIT 9/12/2014~They just look like them, they are not them though!)