In His Own World

Chapter 18

Ed's True Power Pt. 2

(A/N As of Nov. 17, 2006 at 11:06 AM the poll was closed. The results are in.)

Winry and Al: 6

Roy and Riza: 6

Roy and Al: 21

Winry and Roy: 3

Al and Riza: 3

Winry and Riza: 3

Total Number of Votes: 42

(A/N So, Roy and Alphonse are the winners and so I must add them in. Please read and enjoy it. Thank you for the wait I know it took me a long time to update.)

SOUNDS/sounds

Thoughts

Telepathy

(Last Time)

"Vhat exactly is zis trap you've set up, Mr. Elric," Kurt asked as they started running a little faster.

"I was to activate it myself to destroy the building, burry it if you will," he said, finally seeing the circular room at the end of the hall. "But it is not finished. The array if activated will cause the alchemist to have a massive amount of energy jump back in his body. An alchemist must circulate energy through the body for a transmutation that's why we clap our hands. But instead of putting energy into the transmutation it will only amplify the energy inside the body. What's worse Ed had came in contact with a large about mount 'red water' before I have feeling that energy is still buried inside him. In sort he will become a living god."

"You lost us," the two shouted as Hohenheim opened a door.

"You asked for it!"

CLAAAP!

"STOP!" Hohenheim cried out just as Ed put his hands on the floor.

(Present Time)

The moment Ed's hands made contact with the hard floor the circle lit up with a large amount of white energy that cracked like lightning. Winry, frightened by the electrifying energy that surrounded her quickly ran from circle over towards Hohenheim and the others. Ed tried to pull his hands free but they were stuck to the floor and a large amount of pain entered through his hands and even his legs, but the screams were locked his throat. He felt something pulsing in his body that didn't quite feel like his heart, but like something else. It wanted out; a large amount of energy was coursing through his veins like liquid fire.

"What the hell is this," Winry snapped, aiming her gun at Hohenheim's head. "Answer me, Elric!"

"The creation of a god," Hohenheim said, looking down the barrel of the gun. "That transmutation circle was meant to bury this place but it wasn't finished before it was activated! I was going to send you all to hell but it seems my son is going to be doing the honors!"

"It was a trap from the start," she yelled. "I'll kill you!"

"Like, uh, guys this really isn't a good time," Kitty swallowed, looking over at Hohenheim and Winry. "Is there any way to cancel the transmutation?"

"No, once it's activated the transmutation must be carried out," Hohenheim replied, looking over at Kitty.

"So, zere is no vay to stop it," Kurt asked as Hohenheim shook his head.

"Oh, think there's a way," Winry sneered, now pointing her gun at Edward. "Say, goodbye to your son!"

"NOOOO!" the others yelled as she pulled the trigger.

BAAAANG!

"Damn you," Hohenheim spat, grabbing hold of the gun but Winry pulled free and hit him in the head with the hot barrel.

"Stay put," she snapped, aiming at him again as he put a hand to bleeding head.

Kitty and Kurt quickly ran over to him as he landed on the ground. The two of them had enough and were not going to let her continue.

"You three are next," she snapped, wrapping her finger around the trigger. "You can all die together!"

"ENOUGH!"

She paused with a gasp of surprise. It couldn't be! She just shot him. She and the others turned to look at where Ed had been to see a thick concrete wall made from the floor with a bullet hole in it. Suddenly the energy in the room dissipated in a flash. The next thing Winry knew a large concrete hand rose out of floor, grabbing hold of her, squeezing tighter and tighter. She could feel and hear bones and joints snapping.

"Edward," Kitty said in a meek voice, looking over in his direction. He's alive!

"Get out of here," he said in a deep voice, still hiding behind the concrete wall. "GET OUT OF HERE NOW!"

"Not without you," she cried back. "You're coming back with us!"

"I want you out of here! Get everyone out," Ed ordered, taking a step out from behind the wall. "For your own safety do as I say!"

Ed's golden eyes burned like electrified fire as he stared at them. His hair was no longer in a braid but free and standing up on end, his shirt was in tattered ribbons, and his auto-mail now had three large blades on it. The look on his face was dead serious as looked over this father. Hohenheim nodded picking up on what Ed was about to do.

"You two, let's get out of here," Ed's father grunted, getting off the cold, hard floor.

"Ya, but vhat about Edvard—"

"Don't argue with me," he snapped, grabbing Kurt and Kitty's hands and pulled them toward a door, before pausing to look back at his son. "Edward, you better make it out alive! Don't make me a liar about getting you back to your brother!"

"Oh, I plan on making it out alive, Old Man. You've got 20 minutes to get out before I bring this whole place down! Now hurry," Ed said as Hohenheim nodded and guided the two teens out the door.

"NGH! W-WAIT! DON'T LEAVE ME H-HERE," Winry screamed out in pain and fear as tears streamed down her pain stricken face, trying to her hardest to get out of the vice grip of the large concrete hand. "COME BACK, PL-PLEASE! UGH! PLEASE! DON'T LEAVE ME! I-I DON'T WANT TO DIE! Come b-back… Please…"

"You can say 'please' all you want but they won't come. You brought this on yourself Winry," Ed said in a cold tone, walking over to her, removing what was left of his tattered shirt. "You never should have tried to raise an army and start a war. Now the Thule Society must fall and return to nothing more than just whispered rumors."

"Agh! You're a m-monster," she bit out as he stood in front of her with a dead look in his eyes. "I hope you die! I h-hope you rot in hell, you b-bastard!"

"I've been dead for the last two years… no… dead since I was 10 when my mother died," Ed snapped, holding his hand out, level with his shoulder, over the floor as his trademark dragon spear just appeared out of the ground into his hand. "I was buried at age 12 when I joined the military, and rotting for the past 2 years since coming to this world. In the past 8 years I have never felt so alive and I'm planning to keep this feeling for the remainder of my days!"

Ed moved a little closer to her as she wriggled in fear, trying to get way from him but she was held firmly in the large hand. What was he planning to do with that spear? He was going to kill her, she just knew it.

"I want to kill you right here and now… but… I should just turn you over to the authorities. From there you will be tried, convicted, and sentenced by their law. I have no right passing judgment upon you," he said, bringing the spear up under her chin. "Though I would love to do the honors myself, it is not my place. You will have to live with the thought of how many of your comrades died because of you. Your guilt for the pain you caused to them and others. You're soul has been dead for years, here it will be buried, and once your are sentenced it will rot in that prison cell for the rest of your life."

"Screw you," she spat at him.

Suddenly the sounds of heavy hurried foot steps were heard coming down the hall and spreading out to all the closed door leading into the circular room. He looked around at ever door as he heard the people outside moving. He then turned to look back up at Winry as an evil grin spread on her face. Ed's eyes arrowed dangerously as the doors swung open with echoing bangs followed by thumping of boots and the sounds of guns cocking. That was going to be their fatal mistake.

(40 minutes earlier outside)

"Everyone you know the plan," Scott said as everyone filed out of the X-jet at the Thule Society headquarters. "Get in there and find them!"

Earlier Jean had been looking for Kitty to ask her a question when she could find her she also noticed Kurt, Logan, and Millie were nowhere be found. She had quickly told Xavier about them missing. Xavier had hastily told her, Scott, Evan, Rogue, and Ororo to suite up and get in the jet. So, now they were here at the Thule HQ to look for them not all too pleased with Logan's decision without consulting Xavier first.

As they hurried to the building they could hear the sounds of gunfire, explosions, and people screaming out in pain and fear. This was not a good thing to arrive to. About 40 feet from the entrance the door exploded, sending debris everywhere along with a with a lot of smoke. They quickly stopped as they saw someone walking out with something hung over on their shoulder. A light wind picked up and smoke cleared some.

"Gambit," Rogue said as he moved close to them.

"Hi, you a bit late in arriving. The party's started without ya a while ago," Gambit said, coming to a stop about 10 feet from them.

"Are Logan and the other's inside?" Scott asked without hesitation and received a nod from Gambit.

"I bring some bad news," he said, kneeling to the ground and set down the large object in his arms, fresh blood was on his shoulder and had soaked into his jacket. "This poor petite didn't make it. I'll have you know, she died with 'er boots on."

Ororo was the one to approach him. As the adult in the situation, she decided to take care of the unpleasant business. The others, being still children to her, didn't need to see. She knelt down as Gambit removed a small part his coat revealing a girl's face that seemed to only be sleeping framed in red hair.

"Auntie O," Evan asked, looking at the back of his aunt's head.

"Gambit, put her on the jet. Xavier is there please tell him what happened," she said as she stood back up. "Scott, everyone let's move. Be careful, they are armed I don't want no one getting killed! Stay in groups! You hear me?"

"Yes, ma'am," they answered back running towards the building once more as Gambit took off towards the jet.

(30 minutes later inside)

Hohenheim, Kurt, and Kitty, were quickly telling everyone that the building was going to explode and to get out as quickly as they could. So far they found Lance, Mystique, Toad, Blob, and Pyro. As they moved upwards they spotted Jean and Scott.

"Jean, Scott," Kitty yelled, running toward them with Kurt and Hohenheim right behind her. "We need to get out of here now. This whole place is going to go!"

"What," Scott asked, turning to look at Kitty.

"Zis whole place is going to blow," Kurt clarified. "Ve've been trying to get everyone out!"

"Understood," Scott said nodding his head. "Jean, can reach everyone and tell them the situation?"

"I think so," Jean said, looking at Scott before looking at Hohenheim. "Where's Ed?"

"He's, uh… Just relay the message to everyone this place in going to go explode in the less than 15 minutes," Hohenheim bit out. "Hurry! Time is ticking!"

"Oh, right," she nodded as they quickly ran past her. Professor, I'm going to need your help!

(Present Time)

Ed's eyes arrowed dangerously as the doors swung open with echoing bangs followed by the thumping of boots and the sounds of guns cocking. That was going to be their fatal mistake.

"Elric, this is your end," Winry snapped as she looked down at him.

"No. My end is not now," he said, turning to face the forty armed men. "For all those that value their lives I suggest you run or you can die here. Your choice."

The men did not waver. They knew he was out numbered and what could he do against so many people? Nothing! They took aim and fired. Smoke filled the area as the guns went off one right after the other. They then ceased fire as they looked forward into the thick cloud of smoke. Slowly the smoke cleared out revealing a large concrete dome that surrounded him and Winry, riddled with bullet holes. They stared on in shock looking at the large dome shield that protected them.

Suddenly the room began to glow and out of the floor and walls came large spikes that came at them at all angles. On spike would branch off another spike and that spike would branch off another and so on. The men's screams of blood filled with agony echoed throughout the room and down the empty halls. Then it grew quiet, deathly quiet.

The only sound heard was the sound of muffled weeping from inside the concrete dome that slowly returned into the floor. Ed then turned back towards the crying woman behind him. He stared up at her shaking form.

"That is what happens in a war Winry," Ed said, standing perfectly still as the large stone hand slowly released her and seeped back into the ground. "People die and keep dying. This is what would have happen anyway if you perused the war you were talking about. Now get up! I said: get up!"

He grabbed her arm and pulled her to her feet. She was in great pain; her bones were broken and joints were misplaced. She glared at him barely able to stand on her own two feet.

"Murderer," she spat in a hushed voice coated in malice.

"War is always murder," he dead panned. "Time grows close to the destruction of this place."

"You're not going to bring it down on top of us," she asked, clinging to the wall for support. "You're MAD! Let me out of here!"

"All the doors leading out of the room are blocked," he said as she wobbled over to him and wrapped her fingers around his throat. "Even if you kill me now the place is going down. I have changed the this building's chemistry. It will explode in less than 3 minutes. If you want to survive it I suggest you don't kill me."

"Damn you to hell," she cursed, releasing him only to slap him in the face. "I should have killed you earlier!"

"Then you would have been a murderer," he snorted, grabbing the front of her shirt. "For all I know you already could be one! Now be a good girl and shut up!"

(1.5 minutes earlier)

"Where are we," came a small quiet voice from underneath the spikes. "What is this place?"

"Shhhh," came a deeper voice in a hushed tone. "Stay down and stay quiet. Don't scream. Close your eyes."

"Why, sir," the small voice whispered back.

"Just do as I say. I'm coming to get you," he said, as he carefully crawled though the spikes and over a couple of dead bodies.

"Why is the floor so wet and what is that smell," the boy asked as he felt the older man reach out to him. "It's warm and sticky too…"

"Just keep your eyes closed," the man ordered quietly, pulling the boy out from underneath a spike and a dead body.

SLAAAAP!

"—should—killed—earlier!"

"Then you—a murderer. —all I know—be one. Now be—shut up!"

"Who's that," the younger person asked as the older shrugged his shoulders.

"Take this," the older one said, handing the boy a handgun.

"It's cover in blood," the boy exclaimed.

"Hush," the man said, covering the boy's mouth. "Stay quiet and follow me. No matter what you see don't scream."

"I've got a bad feeling about this," he whispered as he crawled on his hands and knees after the older man toward an opening.

The man stopped and motioned the boy to come up along side him. He did as ordered as the man helped him out with some effort before following the boy out as well.

"Now what," the boy asked, looking up at the man through the smoke.

"Keep your gun handy I have no idea what is going on," he said, carefully stepping along the sides of the sharp spikes covered in blood and the dead bodies. "Be careful now. It's dangerous."

"Why are there all these dead bodies," the boy swallowed as his eyes widened in fear. "SIR, WHAT IS THIS! WAAAAAH!"

"SIR, WHAT IS THIS! WAAAAAH!"

"What… Who's there," Ed shouted out turning around to see two dark figures standing on the spikes, though the thick mist. "Who are you? Answer!"

One was much taller than other. He couldn't make out who they were other than it was two males. The smaller one was the one he could hear whining . It sounded like a young boy and the other one was holding out a gun to them now that they were caught.

"I should be asking you the same thing," the man said, taking the boy's hand and led him towards Ed and Winry. "Who is responsible for this slaughter?"

"He is!" Winry spoke up from behind Ed. "Kill him!"

"I would like to but I need a better reason than that," the man said, coming closer.

"I'm ordering you to shoot him," Winry snapped.

"I don't follow your orders, girl, you're not my superior," he said, coming to a stop.

"What are you talking about," she asked, looking at the man. "You're one of my men are you not?"

"No," he snorted.

"28 seconds," Ed said as the floor began to shake, "then this place blows."

"What do you mean 'blows'," the boy choked out. "You don't mean this place is going to explode, do you?"

"Yes," Ed nodded. "21 seconds."

"Damn you little brat!" the man yelled, running towards Ed with the boy right behind him.

"WHO ARE YOU CALLING SO TINY YOU COULD SQUASH THEM WITH YOUR PINKY FINGER," Ed bellowed as the man raised his hand into fist as he came within striking distance.

"KID, YOU'RE DE—Dear, God," the man came to sudden stop as the young boy slammed into him. "You're… You're alive…"

"I can't be," Ed gasped in total shock. "Oh, shit!"

5, 4, 3, 2, 1… The whole building gave one big groan and then BANG! Everything went with it in a hung fiery explosion. The people standing outside where knocked to the ground by the blast, the X-jet rocked back and forth, trees snapped in half, and the ground shook violently. Fiery debris fell from the sky, pelting the ground and those standing and laying on it.

"EVERYONE INSIDE! HURRY," Scott yelled, ushering the X-Men, Magneto, and his men inside the jet as the debris kept falling. "MOVE! MOVE! MOVE!"

Everyone quickly filed inside and the door was closed tight. They could hear the debris hit the shell of the plane, sometimes it sounded like something was going to break through, it hit so hard. It thumped and clanked, thudded and banged as it hit outer walls of the plane.

"He wasn't lying when he said the place was going to blow," Pyro said, listing to the chunks of building hit the plane. "Damn! It was like that whole building was a giant bomb!"

"It was. He changed the composition COUGH of the building," Hohenheim choked out, bringing up a little blood from his lungs. "HACK! The building was slowly reacting with oxygen in the air."

"You have TB or something," Pietro asked as he stood beside the Hohenheim, eyeing him carefully. "Because if you do… You can get away from me. I don't want it."

"I don't have Tuberculosis," Hohenheim retorted, looking at the smart aleck teen beside him, pulling out a handkerchief to wipe his hands and mouth.

"Ed… He was still in there," Kitty said, looking at Hohenheim. "What if he…"

"But he said he vasn't going to die," Kurt stated, walking over to her. "Give him some time to get out. I'm sure Edvard knows vhat he vas doing."

"Professor," Kitty turned to him, "can you find him? Do know if he…"

"I'm sorry, I can find him," Xavier sighed as he slowly shook his head. "But we all know he has strong mental blocks he could be shielding himself again. He's a very resourceful young man. Don't go thinking that he's dead just yet."

"Charles," Magneto said, listening to the debris slowly dwindle down.

"Yes," he answered back.

"Hm, forget it," he said, waving his hand in the air. "It wasn't really that important anyway."

"Was it an apology or a thank you," Xavier asked as Magneto turned the other way. Oh, well, c'est la vie.

They waited a little while not really talking as they final heard the last of the debris fall and outside grow quiet with the exception of the large roaring fire where the building once set. The group of people slowly walked off the plane to be greeted with a plume of thick, black smoke and a lot of heat.

"Look around for any survivors," Xavier said as the X-Men looked around in the thick choking smoke. "You and you're men are leaving then Magneto?"

"Yes, in fact. We came here get rid of the Thule Society and now that they are no longer here there is no more reason for us to stay, Charles," he said, looking at Xavier.

"I see," he said as Magneto and his company started to walk off just as the ground started to shake.

"Avalanche, what are you doing," Mystique asked as Lance shrugged.

"It's not my doing. I swear," he said, looking at everyone around him, before look down. "Is it me or is the ground glowing?"

Everyone looked down as the whole area of ground started to light up with sparks of energy jumping upwards, getting larger by the second. Hohenheim quickly cleared his throat.

"Everyone, move away from that area," He shouted as everyone looked at him. "That energy is from a transmutation! Something is going to come up from under the ground! Something large! Get out of the way!"

Everyone quickly scrambled out of the way and with little time to spare as a large, pointed, stone object pierced through the ground, glowing and cracking with white energy. It had no real form at first, then it started to form something that looked like malformed ball, then it open up almost like a blooming flower would. In fact it was a flower, a sunflower, with as spiral stair case running down the stem, and dead in the middle stood four people obscured by the smoke and bright energy surrounding them.

Then the energy fizzled out, leaving the blurry silhouette of the four people up against the flames of the burning building. The group stared on in wonder as the four started to move down the stairs quietly and calmly. Kitty swallowed as she watched the foursome slowly reached the bottom of the steps and step onto the ash covered ground. The winds changed directions just as the morning sun peered through the nearly leafless trees, turning the smoke in the other direction.

"EDWARD," Kitty yelled, running at him as fast as she could. "YOU'RE ALIVE!"

"Hello Kit—UUUUFF," Ed hit the ground after being tackled by the very excited Kitty. "Okay, Edward can't breathe now! Gasp!"

"He made it out!"

"I don't believe it!"

"How sweet and cool is that, huh?"

"Well, I'll be Blondie's all right."

"Haha! I totally knew could do it all this time!"

"Sure ya did…"

"Vow zis is great, yah?"

"Way to go, mon amie!"

More cheers flooded in as everyone quickly surrounded the small group of four. This was going to be a very good day. Hohenheim made his way though the crowd to meet his son. But he paused as he saw the man beside him a young boy just a little shorter than Edward.

"Alphonse," Hohenheim swallowed as the 12 year old looked up at him and his eyes widened. "How did you…"

"Dad," Al blinked in shock, before running headlong into him. "It is you! I've missing you and brother so much! I thought you both were dead!"

"How did you get here," He asked, looking at his youngest son and then a man in the blue military uniform. "Colonel Mustang, just how did you and Alphonse get here? How did you make it though the Gate? And with your physical bodies no less."

"How about we explain this in a quieter setting," Mustang sighed, rubbing his good eye to get out the dust. "Over a cup of tea or better yet a bottle of scotch. A big bottle of scotch."

"That I can agree on," Logan spoke up from somewhere within the large crowd.

"Hey, Ed, what are we going to do with her," Mustang asked, holding the alternate Winry by the back of her shirt.

"Oh, I have an idea," Ed sneered as Winry looked very fearful as to what his "idea" was.

(A/N Again sorry it took so long to up date this story. I had writer's block and no matter what I did I couldn't think of anything. Thank you all the reviews and votes. I hope you enjoyed this chapter and don't worry Ed really going to show his powers on the up coming battles with Envy. Oh, I almost forgot! I have 2 pictures. One of Ed in god form and one of Millie Mustang. I'll have my email up for the next 2 weeks so you can write to me if you want the see the pictures. Remember use my email not my PMs.)

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Ok, sorry for the lack of updates, it's been pretty hectic here on my end. Updates will continue to be slow as I have work, my mom to take care of (she broke her arm) and my grandmother going in for knee-replacement in a matter of days! I will try to update as soon as I can! And remember, all credit for this chapter goes to Millie, this one was written by her!

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