Al's POV

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This wasn't supposed to happen.

"Ed, wake up!"

We were going to find a way to get our bodies back together.

"Please brother!"

It was just one gunshot.

"You can't die, Ed! Wake up!"

It was just a random criminal. Some random guy who escaped from prison.

"Someone help! Please! Someone!"

We didn't see it. We thought there were only three of them. I should have noticed the fourth one.

"Someone! Ed needs help!" I cried out.

"What happened?" I heard Roy yell as he came running over. "Is Fullmetal alright?"

"He's hurt!" I yelled. Roy came over and knelt down next to me. He put his hand over Ed's heart. His eyes widened and he withdrew his hand.

"Al," Roy muttered.

"Hurry! We need to get him to a hospital!"

"Al," Roy said softly, "He's dead."

"What? No! Ed's going to be alright!" I yelled. "We need to get help now!"

"He's dead," Roy repeated.

"No," I said shaking my head forcefully, "There's still time. We can save him!" I put my hand over my brother's heart. Nothing.

"Al, he's gone." The fire alchemist stood up.

"No," I sobbed, "No! No! Brother, open your eyes! There has to be something we can do!"

"I'm sorry," Roy said.

"No!" I screamed. "No, this can't be! Brother, please come back. Brother!"

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That was it. There was nothing I could have done. Three criminals caught. My brother's laugh, followed by a gunshot. A frozen smile as he fell. By the time I got to him, he was gone. Gone forever.

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A few days later...

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I walked lifelessly down the street. All I had been doing was wandering around the Central. At first, I locked myself in my room, however the room reminded me to much of brother I couldn't stand it. I didn't need to think when I was walking. All I need to do is move one foot in front of another until I drop dead. That however would never happen. Not when I was stuck in this body.

"Tomorrow," I thought mournfully, "tomorrow is the funeral. My brother's funeral." I wanted so badly for tomorrow not to come. If I had to see my brother's body again, I felt like I would die. I took another step forward and stepped on something. I stopped and looked down. Under my foot was a little gray kitten. It was lying in a puddle and looked half dead. I sighed and scooped it up. The kitten gave a small meow and shivered.

"I'll bring you back home," I said softly to it. "Maybe you can keep my mind off things for a while." I turned and started back towards where I live.

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Meanwhile…

Ed's POV

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"What am I doing here?" I asked looking around. I was once again in front of the gate of Truth.

"Isn't that obvious?" Truth asked grinning, "You're dead."

"What?!" I yelled, "That can't be right! I was catching some criminals! When did this…" Suddenly I remembered. A gunshot. Pain. Blackness.

"No," I whispered, "No, no, this can't be right! I promised Al! I promised to get his body back!"

"Do you want another chance?" Truth asked innocently.

"Another chance?" I said suspiciously, "What do you mean?"

"I can send you back." Truth said.

"What's the price?" I asked.

"Oh you'll learn that later." Truth said. "But don't you want to go back? You did promise your brother. How are you going to help him if you're dead?" I bit my lip and thought for a moment.

"Fine," I said. "I'll do it." Truth laughed and the gate opened. I was pulled thought and found myself falling to the ground. I landed and automatically noticed something was wrong. The world looked weird. I couldn't tell where I was or why the world looked so big. I took a step forward and then noticed I was walking on all four.

"What the?!" I exclaimed. "What's going on?!" I ran to a puddle and looked into it. A small golden kitty looked back at me.

"Truth!" I yelled, "This isn't funny!" There was no answer, of course.

"I can't believe this," I fumed as I stormed across the street. "Why am I a cat? What am I supposed to do? I better go find Al. The world looks so different down here. I can't tell where I am. If I wander a little, I bet I can find him."

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Days later…

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"So hungry." I groaned as I dragged myself down the street. My fur was covered in mud and had turned a sickly grey color. I was so thin that I could slip through any crack. I hadn't had any food to eat for a while.

"Where am I?" I thought. "How big is this place? Where's Al?" I took another step forward and fell to the ground. I struggled to get up but I had no strength left.

"Why did you give me a second chance?" I thought as I closed my eyes, "I'm only going to die again. What was the point?" Suddenly I felt something big step on me. I groaned hoping that whatever it was it wouldn't eat me. Then I felt something scoop me up.

"Hey!" I meowed weakly shivering.

"I'll bring you back home," a familiar voice said softly. "Maybe you can keep my mind off things for a while." I opened my eyes and look over to see my brother.

"Al! I found you!" I thought happily and then passed out.

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