Hello readers! Another MRxFMA xover! Yay! Sadly, this one is a slight AU on the FMA's part. This is in the flock's world. Not really anywhere in the plot. The FMA characters ARE from the FMA world, but how they got there is... the plothole monster ate it. So they know of alchemy, etc, only it doesn't work very well at all in the MR world, and it takes a lot of energy, so I gave the three alchemists something else to make up for it... No, there's no OCs. I can't say whether this is the first anime or the manga/BH, but some characters unique to both might show up. Anywho, I hope you like this!

And just for the record... I don't own this stuff. You all know. And you best be happy I don't own it. I don't want it! I'd screw it up!


Max watched wearily as two Erasers threw a figure into a crate beside her, then slammed it shut. The other experiemts in crates noticiably flinched. She snarled at them as they walked past, cackling at the guard duty they had. Typical erasers. With a rude gesture, Max turned back to whatever the poor experiment beside her was.

From what she could see, it was a teenage boy (She sure hoped so. They didn't have a shirt on.) with long blonde hair tangled around his shoulders, and cat ears sticking up from his head. His black pants and boots stood out against the golden tail that trained behind him. There was absolutely no way he had lived at this particular School his whole life (How the heck was she supposed to know where she was? The flock was camping out in the woods somewhere in the western US, when they were ambushed. She knew it wasn't the School in Death Valley, though. That one went boom.). His body was fit, and he looked relatively clean. Then she noticed the metal limb he had, and the scarring all around the part where it met his shoulder. Actually, there was scarring all over his body, now that she looked more carefully. What kind of sick experiment was that? Could he have escaped, then been recaptured, like the Flock?

'Max', Angel said to her 'sister' telepathically. 'What's the experiment beside you? Is he part cat, or something? I can't get into his mind, even though he's unconscious...'

'...A cat? It looks like it,' Max said back hesitantly.

She continued to stare as the boy woke up and groaned. He slowly propped himself up and blinked multiple times. He let his eyes scan over the room, but he seemed slightly confused as to where he was.

"You're at the School," Max said bluntly. The boy's - he was must certainly a boy - eyes darted to her and she saw him tense, as if ready to attack. Max found herself staring into the hard golden irises of the experiment. She almost flinched.

After a long silence, Max scowled and looked away, offering reassurance with,"Welcome to hell."

The boy cursed at that - rather colorfully, if Max did say so herself. She could learn something from that... She smirked. "What, been here before?"

The boy scowled back at her, one of his ears twitching. "You could say that." He patted the side of his leg and swore again. "Dammit! That was a good knife!" He let out a noise of frustration, then seemed to calm down some and sighed. "Where exactly are we?" He asked slowly, rubbing his temples in irritation.

"I think we're somewhere in New Mexico," Max relpied lazily, crossing her legs and leaning back with her arms over her chest, looking casual. (Or as casual as possible in a frickin' crate.)

The boy nodded. "Good. Not too far, then."

Not too far?

Suddenly, his demanor changed. His muscles tightened and he stopped moving. His eyes scanned the room, then landed on Angel, who was half hidden by shadows. She froze.

"Are you trying to get into my mind?" He snarled.

She didn't respond. He gave her the evil eye and growled. "You're not going to get in. Trust me. There hasn't been a single telepath or psychic who's been able to penetrate my mind yet. I wouldn't waste your time."

"How'd you know she was trying to get into your mind?" Gazzy demanded from across the room.

The boy shrugged, unpurturbed by the sudden entrance of another voice across the room. "Like I said. I know a telepath, so I know the feeling. Tracing it back to it's owner is almost second nature."

Max scowled once again. "So why the heck are you here, anyways?"

The teenage boy shrugged casually. "Reasons. And the whole cat thing," He said, glancing up at his ears and swishing the tail around some.

Max snorted. Way to state the obvious. "Do you know how long you've been here... Or do you have a name?"

The boy snorted. "Ηell yes. And for a name... You can call me Fullmetal. What about you guys? I told you my name, so tell me yours. It's equivalent."

"I wouldn't call anything in this world equivanleent," Max said. "This whole world is screwed." She was silent for a moment, then said, "Max."

Ed nodded.

"Nudge!"

"Gazzy."

"Iggy."

"...Angel."

There was silence for a second, then in a low grumble "...Fang."

Ed looked at the group skeptically. "What kind of names are those?"

"What kind of name is yours?" Iggy shot back.

Ed sighed. "Touche."

He studied what he could see of them in the dimly lit room, then turned away to think.

After a long silence of Angel venting out her problems, Max and Fang watching every single move of the other experiment, and Iggy and Gazzy thinking about the exact same thing - how awesome it would be if this place blew up - Ed said abruptly, "I'm bored, who wants to break out and blow this place to hell?"

Max blinked at at that. "What?" She sputtered. Iggy and Gazzy almost whooped with joy. Their prayer had been answered.

Ed pushed on the door to his crate. It swung open easily. He smirked. When would these guys stop underestimating him?

He climbed out and stretched, dropping a complicated lock onto the floor. Surely that alerted someone! The shorter blonde - he was kind of short standing up, Max realized - looked straight at the leader of the flock. "A jail break. Coming?"


Ed is part cat. So clique... But it's something that most people can accept. I am NOT giving the poor alchemist wings!

So yup, that's it! Hope you enjoyed it. I promise there are many more FMA characters to come... and the destruction of the evil scientists of the world. :)