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Title: Ripples - Chapter 8
Author:[livejournal.com profile] meredavey

Series: brotherhood. Legend!verse part 2
Pairing: Roy/Ed, Al/Mei
Rating: PG-13
Summary: Rumors are stirring just like Ed's boredom, and the world begins to change. "You shall be as gods, knowing good and evil."
Notes: told you they'd be up in quick succession!


Edward stepped off the train with Tamin who had met him at one of the other stations. He was greeted by his brother and Mei; both of whom looked drawn and pale. He could feel Tamin clutching at his arm in fear. He squeezed her hand gently and smiled at Al.

“Alphonse,” he greeted and was tugged into a warm embrace.

“How are you, Brother?”

“Tired, so, what are you doing here? You told me to come as soon as I possibly could.”

“Do you remember, a long time ago when you came here and found a graveyard?”

“Of course, how could I forget?”

“Well, it was far more important than you ever realized.”

“Alphonse…what exactly is so important about it?”

His brother’s gaze was serious, his eyes clouded dark and unhappy. “It’s a mass grave, genocide in fact.”

“Of who?”

“Of people suspected of witch craft.”

Behind him Tamin gasped and he heard a little sob. “I knew it, I knew it wasn’t safe!”

“Oh,” Ed said as Al turned and raised his eyebrow at the girl he’d brought with him.

“Alphonse, Mei, this is Tamin. She helped out. Tamin, this is my brother Alphonse and Princess Mei of Xing.”

“Tamin,” Al said, “this was a long time ago. You’ve got nothing to worry about now. Brother has the talisman.”

Ed didn’t respond and Al looked over at him, “You have it, right?”

“Well…not exactly.”

Al narrowed his eyes and waited for an explanation.

“Something…happened.”

“What exactly happened, I wouldn’t think that an old man would prevent you from buying what is considered worthless.”

“He knew of it’s value, and he refused to hand it over. He said something…strange to me.”

“Strange how?”

Ed licked his lips and shifted on his feet, his nervousness was showing through and Al wondered what exactly had happened to his brother.

“He said ‘you shall perish in the flames of purity.’ He also talked about burning like they did.” He looked to Tamin, “Can I assume he was talking about the witch craze?”

Tamin nodded. “I would assume so.”

“Unless,” Al said slowly, “this is only a cover for something much larger.”

“Much larger? Are you turning into a conspiracy theorist now?”

Al gave him a disparaging look. “No, I’m only trying to think why he would say something like that. It’s pretty obtuse it could refer to multiple things. I’m surprised you haven’t thought of it yet.”

Ed raised his eyebrows in question.

“Oh,” Tamin said quietly as she grasped what Al was thinking. It only took Mei a few more seconds to realize as well.

“You don’t mean-?!”

Al nodded, “I do. I’m thinking that this is going to be something much bigger than we expected. Again.”

Ed was still frowning in concentration.

“Brother, it’s so obvious! He could have been referring to –”

“Ishval,” Ed closed his eyes. “I pray it’s not, otherwise we might be in real trouble.”

“You mean Roy might be in real trouble, because he is-”

“Don’t, please, don’t, Al. I can’t think of that, I can’t.”

He felt a comforting hand on his arm. Tamin said gently, “This is the man you love, right?”

Ed nodded and felt a dizziness come over him and he slumped onto a bench on the platform. “Hell,” he whispered, “I had hoped that this would never have to come up again. Yet it has. And we’re going to be stuck dealing with the fall out.”

Al pulled him back to his feet. “Come on, let’s go to the inn and we can call Roy from there and tell him what’s going on. He’ll know what to do.”

Ed followed behind Al in silence, worry escalated as he pondered how he was going to tell Roy what was happening.

Al watched his brother silently. He could feel the anguish radiating off of Edward and he felt bad. His brother disliked instigating trouble and pain, he’d rather hold everything close and take it all on his own shoulders. Al wouldn’t let that happen again. He’d call Roy if he had to, and he’d drag the man out here to help solve this problem.

Alphonse studied Tamin who seemed to be clinging very tightly to Edward. She seemed nice enough, intelligent and pretty. Al knew he shouldn’t, but he wondered if Ed had slept with her. He seemed too comfortable with her so close to him.

Al felt his fingers curl into fists. It wasn’t that he didn’t trust his brother, but sometimes…Ed caught him looking and cocked his head to the side. Al raised his eyebrows and looked at Tamin. Ed shook his head slowly.

Al smiled and Ed smiled back. They bumped shoulders and stepped up and into the inn. Abigail was there and she smiled at Edward as they entered.

“It’s good to see you again.”

“And you. Could we get two rooms please?”

“For you? Anything!” She walked over to the desk and spoke to the receptionist in quick tones and returned with two keys.

Ed took them and handed one to Tamin. “I’m going to take a nap, so I’ll talk to you later, okay?”

“Sleep well, Brother.”

“Oh, one more thing,” Ed turned to Al, “Somerhane said that this would be the biggest war mankind had ever seen.”

Al closed his eyes and counted to ten. Why did his brother enjoy dropping bombs like this onto him? He didn’t appreciate being treated like an apprentice. He was an alchemist in his own right!

He slid a few coins into the phone and leaned against the wall and had his call directed to General Mustang.

“General Mustang,” the man’s voice answered.

“General,” Al began. “I have something important to tell you.”

He could hear the chair squeaking, and he was pretty sure the man was sitting up straighter. “What is it?”

“Brother just got here and he said he met Somerhane.”

Did he get anything out of it?”

“Nothing good,” Al said. “It’s, it’s really not good.”

“Can you explain further?”

“Somerhane said it would be the biggest war mankind had ever seen and something about burning in flames of purity…like they did.”

He was pretty sure he could hear the man’s brain ticking.

“Al, don’t let your brother do anything stupid. I’m going to request a small company to come with me and see if we can solve this diplomatically.”

“Okay. I should tell you, Brother couldn’t get the talisman.”

Al heard Roy swear on the other end of the phone. “Don’t move. Don’t do anything. I’ll be there as soon as I can.”

They hung up and Al prayed that he’d make it there on time.

***

Roy arrived a few days later with a company of men, and just in time too. Ed and Al had been watching Ian Somerhane gathering troops from all over. They’d been amassing slowly on an outcropping in the distance. It was in the mountains, but the fires burned so bright one could see the shadows of figures moving. And on a good day sometimes they could even hear voices, especially Somerhane as he made speeches about freeing themselves from the yoke of the Amestrians.

The mountain men had taken a liking to him and had accepted him very quickly. Ed worried about this. They were used to the treacherous landscape. Any army brought in would not be. They’d be fighting at a disadvantage.

Down below in the streets he could see curious civilians poking their heads out of the door and watching as the army arrived and began filing into the inn.

Abigail had agreed to let the army stay as long as she was refunded for her “trouble”.

Ed whipped around in his room as his door opened so quickly. He found himself gathered up into strong arms and he held on as Roy hugged him tightly. He felt Roy’s mouth against his throat, warm and moving. “Edward, Edward. I’ve missed you.”

Ed wrapped his arms around Roy’s neck and clung to him tightly. “I missed you, too, Bastard. We need to agree on never letting me go traveling again. I always seem to run into trouble.”

“My darling trouble magnet.”

Ed narrowed his eyes, but he was grinning. Roy leaned down and kissed him. Kissed him very persuasively. “You left the door open,” Edward reminded him.

“I don’t think I care.”

“I think you’d probably care later.”

Roy kissed him gently again, smoothing his hands over Ed’s hips. “Get undressed and I’ll close it then.”

Ed had gotten his shirt off and had undone his belt and pants button by the time Roy had gotten the door closed. Roy grinned. Ed stepped out of the rest of his clothing and undid his hair.

“What are you waiting for?” he asked grinning.

***

The incessant knocking on the door was what finally pulled Edward from his sleep. He scrubbed sleep from his eyes and looked for the clock. Four AM it said.

Fuck, whoever it is better have a good reason for getting me up so early.

He pulled Roy’s shirt over his head and opened the door, still blearily scrubbing sleep from his eyes. “Yes?” he asked.

“Edward?”

Tamin’s voice was a little nervous.

“Tamin! What do you need? It’s early.”

“I know, I’m sorry. I didn’t want to bother you, but…”  She glanced over her shoulder. “Can I come in?”

“Sure,” Ed moved back from the door and let her in before closing it again. “What can I help you with?”

She glanced at the bed where Roy was still sleeping. She seemed embarrassed. “He’s asleep. Ask me what you need to.”

“I was wondering…what you were planning on doing tomorrow. Somerhane has finished amassing his army, you can hear the shouts from outside. They sound really riled up.”

“What are you asking me to do?”

“To ask the military to attack them tomorrow! Before they get the chance to launch an attack at us.”

“I’m not a strategist.”

“But he is!” She pointed to the bed. “I don’t want more people to die – not over this!”

“Over what?”

“You know what I’m talking about.”

“I’m sure I don’t,” Ed responded.

“Why are you ignoring it? Either this is related to the witch craze or he has a vendetta against your lover for the Ishval Rebellion. Either way it leaves you in a bad predicament.”

“She’s right, you know.” Roy’s voice was still husky from sleep. “We should plan to march up there tomorrow, before they get any bright ideas about attacking this town.”

Edward lowered his head and looked out the window at the mountains. “Is it really alright? To go to…war? To suppress a people and their beliefs like this?”

“You’re too nice, Edward.” Roy sat up in the bed. “Start thinking of it in terms like if we don’t defeat them they’ll kill us all. They’ll kill your brother, your friends, and your family. They won’t stop.”

Edward clenched his teeth but he didn’t refute what his lover had told him.

***

The mountains had been treacherous and the enemy was waiting for them when they reached the flat plateau and cliff. They quickly found themselves out numbered and submerged in enemy fire. At first they managed to hold them off, and triumphant cries rang out from the Amestrians.

Ian Somerhane grinned from where he was perched on and overlook above the battlefield. Edward was making his way to them when he felt something rush out over the land. He could see the talisman all lit up, glowing bright and it must have been emanating heat because Somerhane quickly wrapped it in a handkerchief.

He could hear the surprised cries of the alchemist as their alchemy failed them.

Edward had quickly found himself separated from everyone else and he was mobbed again and again. So much blood, so much anguish. He had been trying to work his way towards the path to Somerhane but it felt like every few feet he was stopped by a whole company of mountain men.

He bent and placed his hands on the ground and pulled a spear from it. He froze. He could still use alchemy? Even when all the other alchemists couldn’t?

Tamin, he thought, my alchemy was brought back wrong. But it will allow me to help my family, my friends.

And then he had all the determination he needed.



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