"What I want from you is to survive!"

"The truth grinned then grimaced "The I will send you to, is a world created before you're own, Where equivalent exchange wasn't as enforced.." He shook his head "MR. AL-CHEM-IST, I, myself, am about my lack of attention to detail, that rant is for another day..." He grinned "There is a 'Wiz-ard'" He pounded his transparent fist "That wanted to enslave the world. He was defeated by a chosen one and will soon return..." He showed his ominous wide toothy grin "Your mission is to bring this wizard to me while assisting the chosen one..." He waved farewell

"I'm going to enjoy this..."

He said before I was sent to Al

"That bastard is taking pleasure from this?... I was right, HE IS A BASTARD!" The portal opens over a ...old guy?...

Albus Percival wulfric Brian Dumbledore sighed, it has been a month since Harry's 3rd year had ended, and now he was down another defense against the dark arts teacher...again and plus, his alchemy professor had quit, through that didn't particularly matter since he didn't know much of said "Lost art". Those who look into the subject believed in Nicolas old lie of it being magic, when actually, it's a science. He is very sure he'll cancel the extracurricular activitiy... oh well, on the matter of Defense against the dark arts, he is considering bringing mad-eye out of his retirement and... hm?...

Albus stared in shock at the sight above him. Nicholas had spoke of a powerful entity known as..."Truth" and it's symbol.. a large pure-white gate...

"Is that... the gate Nicolas always spoke of?!..."

He also was surprised to see.. A child fall out of it?!...

The gate had opened over a really old guy wearing... the most ridiculous outfit I ever seen in my life... a purple dress, is he.. um... flamboyant or something?...ugh, he also had a beard so long it looks like anyone can hide in! Um... never mind, I'M FALLING?! "AAHHH!"

Albus reactions kicked in and he pointed his wand at the falling screaming child

"Arresto momentum!"

And the child was suspended in the air, still screaming for a good minute, so albus decided to look at the child, and upon close inspection, seemed to lean toward the gender of male, though the long blond hair in a braid says otherwise.. he also a muggle black tanktop, a pair of muggle leather pants, a muggle black jacket, a pair of muggle boots with red...um... soles?..., and a red coat with a hood and a... Flamel symbol on the back of it?... Does he knows Nicolas?.. Does he even knows alchemy?... he might as well let the child down so he can ask the child questions...

He gently let the child onto the couch, as he was slightly screaming, which slowly died down and the child stared at him. "Now... hello, my name is albus Dumbledore, you?..."

I FEEL LIKE I'M GONNA HAVE A HEART ATTACK?! HE IS- WITH A STICK?! -NO EQUIVALENT EXCHANGE?!- AARRGGHH!

UGH...I think this guy is confusing my screams of anger as fear...huh?! My clothes?! They're back! Hmm.. even my pocket watch? Some kind of farewell gift from truth?... ugh...that theory hurts my brain... Hmm? I feel a weird thing in my other pocket... I'll see later... the old guy is talking.. "...name is albus Dumbledore.." Albus Dumbledore? Weird name..., I nod "umm, okay.. my name is Edward elric.." This is getting all sorts of weird.., the old man smiled " Ahh, very good. That was quite a particular entrance there.." I gulped, he sawed?! Ugh... I hope I won't be arrested in this universe.. I've got shit to do!

"The portal of truth, I presume?.." I look at him, he knows?!..."You know about truth?..." how?..."Have you heard of a man know as Nicolas flamel?" He asks, hm... sounds familiar... but not at all, I shake my head "No.., first time I heard of that name"

He sighed "Never mind, he was old friend of mine.. he was an alchemist.." My eyes snapped open "You have alchemists here?..." oh boy, I'm getting arrested... "Sadly, alchemy is not very practice now... Nicholas was the last known alchemist of our time..." Alchemy is dying here?... Well, if they have there 'fancy magic' that goes over equivalent exchange, so I can see why...still though, it makes all I went through a moot point...ugh...

"Alchemy is dying here?..." I asked, he nods "Sadly, yes.. Nobody except Nicolas or I, even know it's a science, not magic" "wait, you know alchemy?" Does he?.. that sounds interesting "Not very much, I have a somewhat passing knowledge, Nicolas was actually able to preform it." Ugh... "I see..." I put on a thinking pose

Alchemy is a dying art here? Ugh... Wizards ignore equivalent exchange...ugh...hmm, now that I think about it, this magic sounds interesting.. I might want to look into it, hmm.. better ask.. "So.. what now?.." he smiles "you seem to know of alchemy, are you an alchemist?" I nod, I see no reason to lie "Do you mind demonstrating? If you don't mind.." "Hmm? Umm.. no, I don't mind.." I stand up and clap my hands together, if alchemy is relatively unknown, human transmutation must be really unknown "hmm.." he stares intrigued, I slap my hand to the ground, no need for something extravagant, I think something like...,

The floor lit up in a bright blue circle with me being in the center of it. As I lift my hand, I smiled as a rod began to come out of the floor as I stand up. The old man eyes seem to be completely centered on me. Now that I'm fully standing up, a lance has fully materialized as I pull it from the ground. "That's quite something.." the old man said. Huh.. this reminds of the state alchemists exam...hehe... I decide for shits and giggles to charge right at the old man. Mirroring past events, right before hitting him, I immediately stop an inch away from his face. His expression, unlike wrath, was slightly bewildered and eye's widen. I smirked.

"There might be those out there who would assassinate vips like this, so maybe you should reconsider how you conduct examinations.." she stared at me, no smile, no sign of mirth or joy, not even a twinkle in his eyes. Just the look of pity, how?.. "The portal was enough to know of your skills, you have preformed.."IT"...didn't you?.." I gulped, he knows... "Human transmutation, alchemy's one greatest sin.. the process of trying to create human life... Nicholas had told me of it..."

I gulp as memories clog my mind..

"Brother..., I'm hungry.. it's cold. Let's go home. Once dad comes home.."

"Don't talk about him! That bastard doesn't care about us. He didn't even for mom's funeral..."

Silence loomed until... "I wonder if we can bring mom back..."

"Water: 35 liters; carbon, 20 kilograms; ammonia, 4 liters; lime, 1.5 kilograms; phosphorus, 800 grams; salt, 250 grams; saltpeter, 100 grams; sulfur, 80 grams; fluorine, 7.5 grams; iron, 5 grams; silicon, 3 grams..." "All right, now to write the constructional formula.." "Now, we just need some soul data.."

"Brother, something doesn't feel right..AH!" "Al?!..AH!" "BROTHER! ED! HELP!" "AL!"

I shoke my head, no.. Al has his body back, that was tge point of this stupid task.. he'll repay his mistake for his brother, and bring this dark wizard-or-whatever to truth!..I look at the old man and sadly nodded "yes...my mother..." he nodded "I heard.. if you visit truth.. you lose something..."

I gulp and nod "Yes... my childhood,..my leg... my brother..." I sigh... "but I saved him.." the old man looked confused "but, I thought.." I sit down... "I've got a lot to say... but whatever I say, stays in this room, got it!" I stare at him, heated glare and all, he nods "of course.."

I told him of my father's tale of the demise of xerxes, how he and 'father' crossed the desert and developed both alchemy and alkahestry, how hohenheim met my mother and had us, how he left us to stop 'father' from turning amestris from into a philosopher stone, he looked surprised "philosopher stone?.." I look surprised, why that expression? "Yeah?... why?.." "I'll explain later.." that is something to remember...

I talk about my mother's death and how me and alphonse attempted using human transmutation, how I placed alphonses soul in the suit of armor and about my automail... "Automatic mechanical limbs?..." "yes... my leg is fake..." "your arm?.." "soon" and how I became a state alchemist to find the philosopher stone.

I talk about how I became the "hero of the people", how we discovered the philosopher stone's dirty little secret.. "oh dear.." "what?.." "soon..." how we met the homunculli, how we meet ling and other xingese travelers, meeting father and everything up to the promised day.. "your brother sacrificed his soul to retrieve your arm?" I nod, that was incredibly horrifying... and I never want to feel alone like that again...

"Then 'truth?' Made you a deal to return not only your brother's body, but your teachers organs and the colonels eyes?" I nod again "and now your here to help against lord voldemort?" "So, that's his name?.." he nods, then stands up "Please, follow..." I did as said and led me to a cabinet with what appears as a basin in side. And he went to open a small glass door and pulled out a small package "old man, what's that?" He shook his head "something , I believe, you never wanted to see again.."

What?.. I just talked about the p-..oh fuck..., he placed the package in my hand and... no.. it can't be... I feel.. the anguish cries of thousands... , I removed the wrappings and saw...no.. no...you can't be FUCKING SERIOUS! "WHY THE HELL YOU HAVE A PHILOSOPHERS STONE!" In the palm of my hand is the thing I can never seem to leave me the hell alone...

The old man sighed, "My friend Nicolas had created it...and I just discovered how it is created..." I see the familiar sense of depression... I know that feel...,

I stare at the stone "Even in other worlds, I just can't seem to run from this thing..." "Mr. Elric..." I look at old man, shaking off his mood "If you wish to assist us.. might I recommend you a job here?" Hmm... I could use the money, I suppose... "sure, with what?"

He smiled "I am in the need for a alchemy professor, if you would?.." I smile, perfect job... "got it old man" I had him the philosopher stone and he stores it away "When can I start?.." he smiles with a twinkle in his eye "The new school year starts in two months.." ugh... how long is going to take?... "you mind if I leave to get supplies?.." "of course, and we need to renovate a room for you, might I recommend you stay with some old friends of mine, they will be having Harry potter, the boy who defeated voldemort, over soon."

Old friends?... I now imagine another dumble-whatever and a old hag... ugh... so, I'll meet this "Harry potter", eh?... this sounds like a good idea, I nod "thanks old man" he smiles, with a twinkle in his eye "I'll prepare your transportation, you may wait here while I write to them about your arrival."

He starts writing a letter and I decide to leave him be. I sat on a couch in the middle of the room where I remember about the thing in my pocket, I dig into my left pocket to see what was in there. It feels like a paper... flat but also plastic-y.. like a photograph, but of what? I pull it out and...what...

The picture contained four people, 1 woman and 3 males. The woman was in her twenties holding a child, of around 2-3 years, sucking on a pacifier. The man looked around his fourties, holding a boy of around 3-4, the man was crying...

The Elric family portrait... the only picture of all 4 together... before it all went to hell...before hohenheim left them... before Trisha elric passed from illness, leaving her children alone...before her children tried to bring her back to life, costing both brother's bodies...before both going on a journey to retrieve their humanity...when they were all together...safe...

"I'm sorry...so very sorry..."