Restoration

Obviously I don\'t own Fullmetal Alchemist. But the girl is all mine. This is my first time so go easy.
Enjoy :).

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Chapter One- Restoration

~Ed’s POV~
Standing in the front of the \"Door of Truth\" Edward recalls what happened moments before. Fighting
with Envy seemed to be the end of things. Especially when he got himself stabbed. The Bastard!!!
Edward snapped out if it when Envy appeared beside him.
\'Where am I?\' Envy exclaimed.
Edward pointed at the Door.
\'Where’s the bastard that created me? Is he dead?\' He spat.
\'Father...\' Ed whispered. \'He is in the other world...\'
\'You mean he\'s alive?!\' Envy grinned insanely. \'...I\'m going to kill him...I\'m going to kill him...I\'m
going to kill him...\'
Envy ran to the Door and forced it open and ran inside.
\'Take me to the place where Hohenheim of light is!!!\' He commanded.
Hands reached out and pulled him, seconds later he was engulfed by darkness. The Door slammed
shut. Edward stood there with tears running down his face. Suddenly, the Door creaked open. A dark
haired girl dressed in rags stepped out. Once out she fainted and the Door closed behind her. Edward
ran to her. She had long slender legs and looked vulnerable but was quite happy asleep. He felt a tug
inside of him somewhere. Then without warning he started to fall senselessly with the girl in his arms.
Thud! That was a sign that he had landed.
Edward opened his eyes to see a concerned Al looking over him.
\'Are you ok, Brother?\' His voice mingled with relief.
Ed managed a nod. Then the realisation struck him. Alphonse has his body back, although he looked
ten. But that really didn\'t matter.
Edward tried to sit up, but there was someone on him. It was the girl from the gate. The girl stirred
and opened her eyes. She sat up. Blinked once, twice and then rubbed her eyes. She looked around
her, with each minute her eyes grew wider and wider with fear.
Edward sat up and watched her. He then realised that he had his own arm and leg back. He check the
rest of himself, everything was there. He was so glad to have himself back and his brother back to the
way he was. They were going to celebrate but now was not the time, they had to get out of there and
soon.
~The Girl\'s POV~
Waking up from the journey in the strange \"Door\", my vision was blurry. I sat up. Blinked twice and
then rubbed my eyes. As my vision clear I looked around me. It was a grand hall but it looked like
the ground was smashed a bit. With each minute I stayed here I became afraid. A place that was
once full of life was now deserted. I can hear the voices calling or maybe I went insane. I then spotted
two people in front of me. One crouching on the ground and the other sitting on the ground.
The one on the ground had blonde hair that was in a perfect braid and golden eyes. He was dressed
in black but there was a hole on his shirt that revealed what was underneath. He was checking himself
all over. I think I saw him when I came though the \"Door\". I looked at the other boy. He had brown
hair with brown eyes and he was dressed in a simple shirt and pants. The blonde one got up after
some time.
\'We have to go Alphonse.\' He said in a dry voice.
The other boy nodded and said. \'Ok, Brother.\'
The blonde turned to me and asked. \'Are you coming?\'
I nodded quickly, remembering that I wanted to get out of this place as soon as possible.
\'My name is Edward Elric by the way.\'
My eyes widened. That name... it reminded me of something. Of course, the Fullmetal Alchemist and
the military. What is going on? Why am I here all of a sudden with a state alchemist? I tried to get up,
but it my muscles weren’t responding.
Seeing me struggle, Edward came over and helped. He placed a hand under my arm and supported me
to my feet. I smiled at him gratefully.
‘Lean on me like you would on a wall.’ He said. ‘Alphonse, would you give us a hand over here?’
The other boy can over and took my other arm. With both of them as support I was able to walk slowly.
‘Let’s go.’
We slowly made our way to the elevator. When inside the elevator moved up, when we arrived I could
see the path of stairs heading towards the light.
It took a long time to get to the top but we made it. Judging by the surroundings I would say that this
is a church. I noticed someone behind a bench. That someone looked up. He was dressed in black and
was bald. He held a chewed leg in his hand and in the other was pieces of clothing. He grinned hungrily
at us.