Alrighty my fans! Now, most of you know that usually the stuff I post is something I've finished mere hours before I've already put it online. In this case, I've broken that rule. Because I was so insecure about this fanfic, I had to ask my friends around if it was worth the trouble of posting it. One said wait a few days, the others promised to murder me in my sleep if I didn't post it. Well, I'm leaving for London tomorrow, so I decided I'll post it now to get it over with otherwise I'll forget!

This story has been written and ready for a few weeks now, still nothing over a month though. it's been on my mind for a while, so here we are! I've finally posted it!

This is yaoi, also my first MPREG keep in mind. Because Edward and Roy are chimaeras, I won't be following the normal pregnancy procedure, just FYI. I've seen many experimental fics and I've seen some where Edward gets turned into a chimaera (I ask, why is it ALWAYS Edward?) So this time I decided, let's turn BOTH into chimaeras! Nobody has done that, have they? Well, here I go! Also;

THERE WILL BE NO NEKOS, SO DON'T ASK. I WILL HIT YOU IF YOU DO.

Just so we're clear on that. I'm sure you can figure the rest of the story yourself xD enjoy!

Update 2nd September 2012 - As of this date, this fanfiction is no longer posting over 18 content and all over 18 content has now been deleted on this site. Sorry, blame fanfiction guidelines! However, once AO3 becomes available to me in November, the full version with the over 18 content will be available on that website come end of November (hopefully). Check my profile for the link when it becomes available!

Subject RM22

Entry 101

Codename RAVEN was brought into our research lab. ADONIS was also another failure, making our counted failures to fourteen. For every subject, we got the same reaction, both brains couldn't combine and simply compressed, eventually imploding. We need RAVEN to be successful.

Further adjustments will be made towards the transmutation circle to ensure RAVEN's survival. We shall try a different animal to try to suit the late Major Roy Mustang's personality. Perhaps a dog- no, better, a wolf! One canis lupis (1) of Drachma to be compressed and combined with one homo sapien of Amestris. We're not sure how this is going to turn out. We can only hope that it won't end in disaster.

-Dr Kelsen Tucker

"Well, Doctor, you've certainly outdone yourself this time."

The praise wasn't familiar to the thirty year old Doctor Kelsen Tucker, except from his wife. He wasn't expecting great praise, he was just that desperate for a job, no matter how bad it seemed.

He just seemed a bit out of his depth with this, however.

When they said that what they were doing would be bending the rules, mayhap a tad bit, he didn't think they meant holding an illegal organization in a supposedly abandoned laboratory right next door to a prison and with parts of the military already in on this secret.

Dr Tucker looked down at his creation. At least he was using his talent for something he believed would be useful in the future. Indeed, he smiled, looking down at his finished result. Sitting there was clearly what used to be a man of twenty and a few years, he must've been raven haired as a mop of hair sat on his head, though seemed to dissolve into fur, almost a mane, down his spine where it joined short patches of fur that darkened his usually pale look. His back legs looked painful, twitching every now and then, stuck between being long and human and rounded, shorter dog legs. He was trying to sit up, but his back legs just weren't functioning. His arms seemed to be fine, but he was useless unless Tucker could repair his back legs. It hadn't gone completely to plan, but he would get better over time. Yes, he was sure of it.

The Doctor raised his glasses higher up his nose as they started slipping. Picking up a clipboard holding what was previously the human's information, he studied it carefully.

"Subject RM22, codename RAVEN(2), twenty two years of age, weight before transformation 66kg (3). Former name Major Roy Mustang, the Flame Alchemist." Tucker put the clipboard aside on a nearby table, putting some plastic gloves on. Safety precaution, of course.

Walking up to his creation, as if it were Frankenstein, he feared it but he had never seen anything more beautiful or appreciative before. This was his best work. Crouching, he raised the head of his new-born chimaera, lifting it by its chin. The chimaera didn't protest, raising its head, curious. Its eyes were the same raven colour as its hair, but its nose was different along with its face. The face was more pushed outwards into a wolf like face, whilst still retaining a human like appearance, but the dog nose gave away it not being human, the whiskers, whilst difficult to see, gave it away also. Its ears had completely changed; it was fluffy though it was hard to see the fur that made it so, pointed and moving near constantly, curious and slightly frightened by all the noises. They were placed on the side of his head where his human ears should've been, which really damaged their usefulness, but still fifty times better than human hearing. Kel heard a thump, then several more in unison. Looking to behind the former Roy Mustang, he spotted a tail, a wolf tail, but it was lacking some fur and was a more sickly grey colour instead of the salt grey it should've been.

Maybe it's happy, Tucker thought. Dogs wag their tails when they are happy, maybe the same applied to wolves. But Roy's face looked anything but happy, in fact, it just seemed blank, but its mouth twitched as if it was trying to do the human equivalent of appearing happy. Instead, it opened his mouth, a long tongue, longer then a human's, came out as it panted. Just like a dog. The human teeth were gone, filled with daggers of a wolf's mouth.

"Hello." Doctor Tucker began, calmly. He created this chimaera to be able to speak the human tongue, keep the alchemy it had been taught whilst human and work for the military better than any other soldier ever could. If he could, he would like the chimaera to disguise itself as the human it used to be, but able to turn back into its chimaera form when needed in a fight. It was tough, but he would manage it, if he wanted his family to survive, he would.

The chimaera heard him, as its ears twitched, trying to place what the human meant. Its tongue disappeared back into its mouth, closing, its tail stopped. Then it sniffed, its head leaning towards the human. It didn't seem bothered that he smelt slightly like death, it could smell faint grass, which the wolf wanted to smell more than anything. The tail started again, but slower than before, as if it was uncertain.

This wasn't really the response Tucker hoped for.

"Doctor Tucker." The strict voice cut in. Kel looked up at Colonel Grande, the Ironblood Alchemist. "I hope you know what you're doing."

Kel nodded, hearing the hidden threat, before he turned back to the chimaera, which had pulled its lips as if to snarl at the Colonel, but no sound came out. "Hey." The chimaera ceased what it was doing and turned back to Tucker. It seemed to perk up slightly, tail wagging slightly and tilted its head.

Tucker licked his lips, nervous, needing the chimaera to respond, before he tried. "My name is Kel Tucker."

The chimaera tilted its head a bit more, but it seemed to understand as it tilted its head the other way before straightening its head. It didn't make a verbal reply, however.

Tucker tried again. "Can you say my name? Can you talk?"

The chimaera's ears twitched, surprised at the request, a brief human reaction. Its head twitched several times, as if in pain, but then it surprised both Doctor and officer. "K-k…Kel. Too…kar." It was croaky, like a frog was doing the talking and higher pitched than his old human voice, mixed with the higher pitch of a wolf's howl. This was a good result.

"Well, Tucker, looks like you'll be doing your family some good after all." The Ironblood Alchemist put a hand on Kel's shoulder, unnerving, but it was a good sign nonetheless.

The former Roy Mustang tensed, his body not quite accepting his form and in obvious pain. A nerve trapped as he dropped his head slightly, jerking forward and back. His body was in bad shape. Outside, it seemed it was just his legs that weren't in working order, but inside laid the real problem. The human's organs were usually spread a bit more, but a wolf's was close together, getting stuck between the two caused many problems.

Tucker was concerned; it wouldn't do well for their first successful chimaera to die or be in pain. He was considerate, but to look through the military's point of view, he would say that the pain would distract it from concentrating and would make it more difficult for it to be of much value.

"I'm not quite satisfied."

That's when Grande stopped, startled. "Excuse me?"

Tucker looked towards the soldier. "He's obviously in pain." When Grande was about to interrupt him, he said afterwards, quickly; "It'll distract him from his goals, it would make controlling him harder. Wouldn't it make sense to create him in perfect condition so we expect only the best and no errors?"

Grande knew Tucker had a point, therefore, he permitted it. Having the authority, Kel picked up Mustang, being quite heavy as he lay limp almost completely, and put him onto the examination table. Tucker was risking a lot using the x-ray tubes they currently had. (4) The doctor wasn't sure how the chimaera would react towards the x-ray, which tended to feel cold as it works, so he was using the utmost caution. Whilst holding the chimaera's leg down, gently enough so the chimaera wouldn't lash out, he brought the tube to the beast's leg. It was startled by the coldness as it begun its magic, but it seemed too weak to really lash out. Tucker looked at the screen.

The leg looked bad. The areas connecting the femur and the patella seemed to be off angle, a wolf's femur was smaller than a human's, thus causing the problem. It could be that the body just needed to adjust, but otherwise, he would have to think of a way to readjust the leg himself.

Writing down the problems, he moved to check the internal organs of the chimaera. It didn't look as bad as he had thought. The heart was perfectly fitted between the two lungs that were big and healthy, maybe slightly larger than a humans', but in working order. The liver seemed on the slightly large side, but it didn't seem to be a problem. The intestines were smaller than they were meant to be, but that also didn't appear to be a problem. The only problem Tucker was worried about was the heart muscles. Whilst a wolf did have great stamina, some humans did not. If he overworked his heart, he could go into cardiac arrest, which wouldn't suit the military very well. He would keep close eye and test the chimaera's stamina just to be on the safe side.

But something caught Tucker by surprise. When checking the sexual organs, which included all and only the male organs as planned, they seemed to be in working order too. How could this be? Tucker had never heard of a successful chimaera infancy. Double checking, Tucker was able to confirm that this chimaera would be able to successfully impregnate another. This could be the biggest alchemic discovery ever! Tucker couldn't wait to truly try and take a sperm count.

Turning around, he called his team, "Harold, get a cup, I don't care about the size, just make sure it's made of glass!"

Grande did not expect this. "Doctor, what is the meaning of this?"

When Tucker turned around, the Colonel was caught by surprise. He had never seen Tucker this excited before. What was going on through that doctor's mind? Or had he finally turned mad? "Colonel, I've just made a discovery and I must investigate it further!"

Grande tapped his foot, clearly impatient and unhappy. "Explain, doctor."

Kel brought his glasses back up his nose, feeling them falling down again. "Colonel, I've had a look at RAVEN, it seems that he's still productive." Now that brought a face Tucker had never seen on Grande's face. "If we can keep RAVEN productive and make another productive chimaera, then we should be able to breed and get infant chimaeras. Think of it!"

And Grande could imagine it. A whole army of alchemy using chimaeras, though RAVEN couldn't use alchemy yet, he trusted that the scientists would be able to get him to remember how to use it without revealing too much of his past. RAVEN wasn't perfect yet, but they weren't far from getting him perfect. All they needed was to research harder and teach the chimaera, then they could begin the breeding program. Fuhrer King Bradley would be pleased.

"Here's the cup, sir!" An assistant of Kel's came running with the requested glass cup. Luckily, they had the sense to get one without scratches, obviously knowing what it is for.

"Thank you; now get the prototype microscope ready."

"But sir-"

"No excuses just get to it!" So eager, so excited, so exhilarated was the doctor that his patience shrunk unnaturally. Taking the cup, Tucker placed it beside the chimaera, which was currently panting and looking around, curious, currently oblivious of pain. It seemed oblivious to the obvious excitement of the scientists and only bothered to turn its attention back on its alpha when he put the cup down. It was curious as to the point and purpose of this suspicious looking object. It could vaguely remember something like this, but he just couldn't remember anything. It turned away, it was too entirely busy sniffing and investigating all the different smells and sounds. He could hear growling, snarling, howling and sounds of rage not too far away, but he couldn't define their mood. They were angry, tired, upset, hungry, scared and lonely. It confused it, very much so.

The smells were different too. It could smell very weird smells he just couldn't describe, yet its mind seemed to yell lab at the far back of its mind. It didn't know where that voice came from, but it sounded suspiciously like its own… his own. It –he- shook his head. He was confused and thinking gave him a headache, so he stopped bothering, not liking the pain at all.

The chimaera turned back towards its alpha, its creator, curious as to what he was doing. He seemed to be whispering words, although he wasn't sure what he was saying, but the mood was obvious, calm. Kel took that time to grab the sample he needed, earning scratches across his arm much like a cat for the troubles. It was too much for Grande to watch when the chimaera bit into the scientist's arm.

Grande had gotten into position to slap the chimaera, but the chimaera hadn't even flinched. Kel saw this and stopped the Colonel quickly.

"No, we can't harm him! Anything you do could make his health deteriorate; even too much stress could kill him. We have to be very gentle with him if we want him to live." It was more than caring about his creation that had him quickly order the Colonel not to do what he was about to, but excitement. This had never been recorded before and if it was really truly possible to do what he thinks he could... then he had to go for it, there could never be another chance if he let it slip!

But he had the problem of getting his chimaera to let go of his arm. Being a wolf, it had to be disciplined in a way that it knows it's wrong to do what he had, though it was just a warning, he still shouldn't make a habit of it. So, Tucker slightly tapped the head of the chimaera, startling it but not hurting it in any way. When the RAVEN looked at him in a confused state, he let it know what it had done wrong.

"Don't bite, it's bad to bite. Biting could hurt someone." The chimaera seemed to understand and lowered its head, whining slightly in apology. Tucker ruffled his patch of hair that nearly covered his eyes that he was forgiven. He looked back at Iron Blood. "He seems quite obedient so far, it seems he sees me as the alpha, but it won't be easy to get him to be as compliant to everyone else."

Grande huffed and crossed his arms. "As long as you can do it, but about this breeding. I can't see how the Fuhrer won't agree to let you go through with it."

That brightened Tucker's day. The scientist inside of him probably wouldn't let him sleep until he had at least tested his theory, and for days onwards he probably wouldn't get a decent night of sleep because he would be so excited about his newest discovery. "Thank you, sir!" But Tucker hit a problem. He needed another chimaera and not one of those other failed experiments he had tried and kept alive for protection. He needed a newer chimaera; he needed to make another just like Mustang and hopefully with fewer problems than Mustang. He almost got RAVEN right, it was just his legs that was a big problem, then there was the problem of switching back and forth between his normal form and his chimaera form. "Colonel, I request for another subject, if we're going to make the best out of RAVEN's reproductive abilities, I need a newer chimaera with less problems than my failed experiments. Every new chimaera I make I want to see if RAVEN would be interested in."

Grande considered it, but he knew it wasn't going to be simply as easy as grabbing any chimaera and hoping the two would fuck each other. Wolves were very picky about their mates, they had to be worthy, they were much like swans, they remain with their mate for life and never swerve from their mate until death do them part. Grande nodded. "Fine, every new chimaera you make with prisoners we bring, we want you to try your best to get that chimaera to breed. But isn't this going to make things difficult, most prisoners are male, won't that make things harder?"

But Tucker already had a plan. "No, bring in all that are male and female. If I can mix a male human with a female chimaera, I might be able to make a chimaera that is both male and female, a hermaphrodite chimaera." Kel was sure it would work. It would take more work, but it would make the job easier to find someone worthy of being RAVEN's mate.

Grande nodded, then allowed the scientist/alchemist to check more on RAVEN. The only problem being his legs would probably be no problem to fix if he did it right. The only big problem now was finding a suitable mate for him.

...

"Raven, do you remember that biting is not tolerated?"

Raven did know that, but Blackheart had started it first. He couldn't stand Blackheart, always ordering him to do things that were completely stupid. He couldn't stand it and he couldn't stand him either.

"Raven knows, but Raven doesn't like Blackheart. Raven doesn't want to stay with him anymore." When Raven grew agitated, or was sulking, he talked in third person about himself, it was a habit Tucker had yet to break.

Raven had been under Tucker's care for almost three years and he was improving a lot. He was able to freely change from human to his chimaera form anytime he wished (though he always kept his teeth sharp as a wolves', because he felt better with it like that.) His speech had improved tremendously, he could pass as human from his speech alone, he could use his usual big vocabulary he tended to have and need and he had no problem understanding what anyone else was saying. He was even starting to learn alchemy again, and he learnt very quickly. He had made a few comments on "I remember that!" and it alarmed some of the scientists that maybe he was remembering his past life, but it wasn't so. He hadn't remembered a thing about his life as a person, but he remembered his alchemy. That's what was important to them.

The only problem was finding Raven's mate. He had been paired with many chimaera's, Kel had lost count how many, but the chimaera couldn't stand any of them. Male, female or hermaphrodite, the chimaera refused them all. He knew it was going to be hard, but two years and no progress at all on that field? He had checked, and confirmed that Raven was still fully capable of impregnating a female or hermaphrodite, but he just couldn't accept anyone. It shouldn't have been surprising; Major Roy Mustang had been the same way, back when he was human. He couldn't stand people being close to him, he was a very private person and he trusted very few. Turns out the chimaera was very much the same as the late Roy Mustang.

Grande dropped by for a regular check on how Raven was coping, aka was he fucking anyone yet and can be blow up a building yet? The answer to both was no, Raven couldn't stand anyone longer than an hour and he couldn't blow up a building yet. He could light a fire, but not deliver an explosion quite yet.

Raven hadn't taken a liking to Grande. When Kel asked why, Raven replied that he smelt bad, like death. He wasn't surprised, the Colonel seemed to spend a lot of time talking to Bradley, Raven gave the same response about the Fuhrer and the three other visitors that regularly visited who called themselves Lust, Gluttony and Envy. Raven didn't like either of them, especially Envy, whilst he didn't seem too badly making friends with Gluttony, ignoring the smell of him. Probably because both had the mental capacity of animals, Kel pondered at the time. He knew what they were, homunculi, but he didn't say a word about it. He continued to work like the dog he was, protecting his family and son, who was now living by himself as a nineteen year old. They knew he worked into researching chimaeras, but they just didn't know how far into it or how much the corruption inside the military needed it.

"Tucker, has Raven improved?" Translation; has he mated yet?

Tucker shook his head. "He and Blackheart got physical, but not the physical we are after, Colonel." That title was about to change soon, he was going to be promoted to a Brigadier General soon because of his help with the chimaeras, because of Tucker. He couldn't complain, he was getting a pay rise for his job and his wife had never been happier with extra money to spend.

Grande wasn't happy, but there was nothing he could do. Raven spoke up quickly, feeling a need to defend himself. "Blackheart started it, called Raven fat." Raven always did pride in his looks, it was an odd thing for a chimaera, but he had. It was more common to see Raven licking himself in all manner of places to keep himself clean than find him rolling around in the mud outside. A couple of times, Tucker brought Raven over to his house, since his son aspired to become like him, he wasn't allowed to bring his son into the lab, but it seemed he was able to bring Raven to Shou. Shou loved to see Raven and Raven seemed to tolerate Shou, as long as he never touched his tail. His tail had grown into better condition once he transmuted it better, it was simply missing fur and it recovered at a remarkable rate. His legs were the same; he was a true miracle to chimaeras.

The response Raven gave wasn't really what Grande was hoping, but at least he saw the reason behind it. He was about to reply, when a military official ran into the lab, shouting for Iron Blood's attention. "What is it?"

"We've managed to locate Hoenheim's son, as you requested!"

This was the best news Grande had heard all day. To have the skilled son of Hoenheim under their orders, fighting with them, it would be marvellous! "Well? Where is he?"

"We've discovered that there is another, sir!" Another?

"Care to elaborate, Constable?"

"There were two sons of Hoenheim, Edward and Alphonse Elric." Elric? Not Light, then? "They adopted the maiden name of their mother to avoid detection, they both live in a house alone in Resembool. Their father hasn't been found and their mother is believed to be deceased." It was entirely too easy, but it took a lot of effort to find them.

"Very well, who is the eldest?"

"That's Edward Elric, sir."

"Bring the eldest, we haven't a need for the younger one, but make sure he doesn't follow."

"Sir!" With a salute, the Constable was gone.

Tucker looked up, interested. "You've been tracking the sons of Hoenheim of Light?" He was expecting it, but he didn't know that Grande was put in charge to finding them.

Grande looked at Tucker, not answering directly, but directly enough. "When the Elric arrives, you'll be able to transmute him into a chimaera, won't you?" Kel nodded, he could, easily. "If we can get him to bend to our will, it will be very beneficial to the Fuhrer, if you can do this, you will receive a promotion and a pay rise and I'll finally be able to get my own promotion quicker." Tucker didn't refuse, his wife was finally back on good terms with him and his family was very well supported as ever from what used to be a poor background. He couldn't let that be ruined, the military had been kind to his family, though not always to him, it didn't matter, so long his family was well provided.

Grande left soon after, but Raven was curious. He was as curious as a child sometimes. "Who Edward Elric?" he asked. Tucker turned to see what he was doing, glad he wasn't naked at least and wearing his hospital robe, but he looked like he was about to lick between his legs.

"Raven, I told you not to do that in public."

Raven huffed and lowered his leg off the table he propped it on, Tucker hadn't seen anything, but if he let Raven go further...

"Who's Edward Elric?" Raven pressed again.

Tucker turned to look at the used to be Roy Mustang, who had been broken and now bent at the military's will after many years of careful planning. It was a shame he had to do the same to the Elric brother who would be arriving soon. But how was he going to answer Roy without giving anything away?

"Edward... he's like you, only he's lost and needs help." It was a lie, but the chimaera wouldn't know that.

Raven tilted his head, then smiled slightly. "I like Edward."

Tucker blinked. "You do? You haven't met him yet."

"No." Raven shook his head. "I like Edward, name, Edward." It was a strange comment, but Tucker didn't pick much more at it. Instead, he stood up.

"Alright, Raven. You need to go back to your den whilst I get ready to help Edward when he arrives. Can you be good?"

Raven nodded before he got up and walked, like a human, thankfully, towards his 'den' as he had dubbed it. Tucker brought out a file with information about Edward Elric based on his personality, he had to get the personality of the animal and the human close, otherwise it could result in a bi-polar chimaera. That was something nobody wanted to deal with. A chimaera that was either bi-polar or had Multiple Personality Disorder, depending on how much their personalities differ. From what the file said, Edward was stubborn, fiery and had a real bad temper when one came to calling him short, so it seemed. He grew violent sometimes and he seemed to eat a lot, even though he was rather a short boy. This was gathered from the spies and school reports when he bothered to attend school, but it seemed both brothers had dropped out when their mother passed away.

Tucker walked onwards to the cages where he kept all his animal specimens, bringing the file with him, to try to find the perfect combination to Edward Elric. Some sort of cat? No, Edward wasn't lazy and most cats seemed to just lounge about and do very little. A dog wouldn't do, Edward wasn't obedient in the least.

Tucker stopped in front of a cage. A female Wolverine. Small but terrifying animal, nicknamed Glutton and very well known for its very adventurous and stubborn attitudes. Afraid of nothing and capable of taking down prey much larger than itself, giving itself the nickname Glutton. Tucker smiled. It was perfect.

...

Edward heard the crash first. Being the bigger brother, he told Alphonse to hide away and he would deal with it. Alphonse didn't like it, but he trusted his brother. There wasn't a reason for burglars to barge in, they had nothing left, so Edward assumed that after a bit of threatening and a bit of searching around, they would leave them be. They hadn't been burgled before, but what other reason was there to raid the house of Hoenheim of Light?

When he reached the bottom of the stairs, chalk and wooden plank at the ready, he turned quickly to spot to his surprise, a military official. What the fuck were the military doing here? Looking for their father? Couldn't they just knock on the door?

"Are you Edward Elric?" The military man asked. That confused Edward even more; it wasn't Hoenheim but him they asked for.

"Yeah, but Hoenheim isn't here, so you can go away." Ed replied, keeping the plank up but not using it. The chalk was ready, he wasn't good at attacking alchemy, but he had read briefly about it in the event he needed to protect his brother. He wasn't sure why the military were here but whatever the reason, he didn't like it.

"We're not here for Hoenheim." Another military official, who now stood to the side of Edward, uncomfortably close. "We need you to come with us."

"What for?"

"It's strictly military business."

"Then I'm saying no, now get lost." The officials didn't take that answer well. One drew out a gun, whilst a few others (how many were there?) came closer, some of those also drawing out guns.

"It's not a request, Edward Elric, it's an order."

"I'm not letting you touch my brother!"

"We're not here for your brother, Mr Elric, we're simply here with you, now come with us."

But Edward still refused. "He's my brother, I need to look after him and I'm not letting you take me away from him." Whilst he had been talking, he had drawn a transmutation on the wall with his chalk, to which he now activated. The wall threw itself out with a flash of blue alchemical light, thrusting into the bodies of a few military officials. Edward hadn't meant to aim so precisely, but that was exactly what happened. Panicking, he ran up the stairs, taking the plank with him. The remaining officials yelled out and tried to hurry along, but because the thrown out spike blocked the easiest way up the stairs, they had to clamber over the railing.

Edward ran back to Alphonse, to warn him about the people. "Alphonse! The military!" He hid under the bed with his brother, then tried to explain in a way Alphonse would understand. "They wanted me to go with them, I don't know why, but they were going to take me away from you, Al! I didn't mean to, but I transmuted the wall and I killed somebody, but they were going to take me away, Al!" Alphonse could barely pick up what his brother was saying, he was in hysterics. "They want to take me away, but I can't let them, Al, I can't. You're all I have left, I have to stay with you, I promised mom! They don't want dad, they want me and I'm scared!" Edward shut up quickly when he heard footsteps coming up the stairs quickly. He tried to quiet his sobs, but it was difficult. He backed right up to the wall under the bed, pushing Alphonse back as he did so, like a mother protecting her cub.

"Where did he go? Did you see where he went?"

"Little bastard will pay for trying to mess with us."

"Wait, he went this way, the plank is here!" Edward cursed himself for dropping it. Two military officials entered the room, their rifles drawn and their boots sounding like death's footsteps, they searched the room.

"Check under the bed, they have to be here somewhere." Now Edward shook, ready to run out and bite the people, he always had sharp teeth, near fangs, and he didn't have time to draw a transmutation circle as a hand came under the bed. Quickly, Edward reached and bit the hand as hard as he could. The man he had taken a bite out of screamed, but Edward refused to let go, even when he brought his arm all the way out from under the bed, taking Edward with him. Gravity made it difficult to hang on and he eventually let go, trying to run out of the room.

The male he had bitten was quick to act. Taking his rifle, he slammed it down upon the head of the young Elric, enough to make him black out for a second or two. He fell to the floor, and Alphonse couldn't help but shout for his brother, blowing his cover.

"Brother!" He rushed out from under cover to aid his older brother, only to be stopped by the other military official. He grabbed his arm, but when Alphonse turned to do the same thing, the military official karate chopped on the young boy's neck, hitting that one nerve that knocks a person out for, whilst not long, long enough for them to escape.

"Wish I'd have thought of that." His partner commented, just as Edward groaned and brought a hand to his head. Turning around, he spotted his brother unconscious on the floor.

"Alphonse!" He tried to get up quickly, to run to his brother's aid, but he hadn't by the time the military man came up to him and repeating the process on the older Elric as he had with the younger one.

Looking at his partner, he asked; "Should I carry the pipsqueak and you get rid of the evidence?" He looked down at his partner's hand, which was bleeding now. "That looks quite bad."

The officer nodded, grateful. "Hurts like a bitch, I really don't want to spend a moment more with that brat. Just take him to Tucker."

When Alphonse came to, all that was left as evidence that what happened had indeed happened was that the wall was still stuck out like Edward had told him and the blood was on the floor, but there were no bodies. And Edward wasn't there.

Panicking, he ran out the house and headed to his best friend's home, the home of the Rockbells. Winry's parents had been killed in the war in Ishbal three years ago and Winry was still recovering from that. Alphonse knew what it was like to lose a parent, but he never imagined the loss of a brother, your other half.

He knocked on the door frantically, even as Pinako shouted that she was coming, he couldn't stop. It was like he took an overdose of caffeine, adrenaline not yet left his body. When Pinako opened the door, she gasped.

"Brother's gone!"

...

When Edward came to, the first thing he heard were voices. Yelling voices. It made his headache worse, and he would love nothing more than to tell them to shut up, but he quickly remembered what happened. He opened his eyes quickly, seeing that he wasn't strapped down at all, but in fact inside a cage big enough for a normal adult to stand up fully inside and walk around a bit, How did he get in here? He sat up to see on the other side a pair of men arguing. The words came slowly, but he could catch them.

"I've never transmuted a child before! It could go very wrong and so many things could happen, he could die!"

"Tucker, you agreed to this, so do as you are ordered!" He heard snarling and looking around the arguing pair, he spotted a strange bear like creature in a cage similar to his, scratching at the bars and biting at them, trying to get out. It wasn't scared, but it was definitely not happy. He looked down at the floor and his eyes widened as he saw the transmutation circle. He had read about this in his father's research and he knew what the circle did. Combined two things together. It was human transmutation, in turning a human into a chimaera. The fact that he was on one side and the bear thing on the other...

He knew what was to happen. He couldn't let it happen, Alphonse was looking for him, he had to get out and-

"Tucker, you remember what I said if you refused to do as ordered?" The big bloke suddenly said, catching Edward's attention. Orders? He was part of the military? He wore the uniform and had the State Alchemist's watch. The other guy, Tucker, had the same but didn't have a star on his military outfit, so that meant he was of lower rank. "Your family is at stake here, Tucker, you do as you're told or else you know your family will be torn apart."

Tucker knew that, but he had never transmuted a child before, he never had the heart to do it. He had done to plenty of people, men who probably deserved it, but not innocent children! He had the wolverine ready to transmute but he never expected the Elric to be a child, he just knew it was the son of Hoenheim and he knew Hoenheim had lived a long time. He was stuck between a rock and a hard place.

Grande snorted. "Do it in the next fifteen minutes, or your family will be torn apart." Then he left without another word. Tucker sighed, took a look at both the wolverine, then at Edward and was surprised to see that he was awake.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean for this to happen." Though, pissed off and scared as he was, Edward knew. He lost his family, after all, and it was very painful still after all this time. This man had the choice to keep his family alive, Edward could hardly blame him. He'd do the same if it meant keeping Alphonse and his mother alive. He tried to smile, but it came out sad nonetheless.

"Don't worry about it, my family is dead now." He believed that, Alphonse wasn't in sight, so he couldn't confirm that he was alive. Last he saw, Alphonse was on the floor unconscious, he was either still out cold or he was dead. "Just do it, keep your family alive."

Tucker nodded, since the boy seemed determined to do what he could for Tucker to keep his own family alive, he didn't argue. He hadn't the heart to. Before he activated the transmutation circle, he managed to say sorry to the human boy one last time, before the screaming took over.

...

Raven heard the scream. It broke him out of his nap and he wasn't impressed. Usually, he would just ignore it and go back to sleep, but there was something about that scream that had Raven worried. It wasn't the first time he heard screaming, he usually ignored it, but his curiosity pegged him on. Forgetting that his master had told him to stay in his den, he got up, turning into his chimaera form whilst doing so, forgetting he had to take his hospital gown off whilst doing so and ripping it in the process, leaving him a naked werewolf and walked on all fours down the corridor. He hadn't quite memorized the area yet, but he could smell his master's scent. So he followed that.

Standing on two legs, he'd tower over people, but on all fours he was the same size as any other wolf, though his muscles made it a bit more awkward to walk and run like a wolf. Nobody was in the corridors, though that wasn't unheard of, but he could smell that a stranger had been by. It wasn't a bad smell, but it definitely caught Raven's attention. It smelt almost... wolverine, a voice in his head told him, the voice of the wolf. The wolf had seen wolverine before and whilst they weren't horrible creatures, they were not to be messed with. From catching that scent, Raven should've just backed away and gone back to his den, but he knew that this wasn't what caused the scream. It was something else.

Still curious, he moved onwards, following the scent of his master which was stronger than that of the Wolverine. He reached his master's lab, the one he was told to never go inside. He hated to go against his master's wishes, but he just had to know who screamed. Taking a deep breath through his nose, he looked through the open door of the lab.

He remembered it, he woke up there the first time his master found him, he said that was where he fixed his chimaera friends. He told him that they got spooked easily, so he didn't want Raven inside in case he scared them. Raven thought it understandable, but now he could smell something rotten, something taboo. Raven frowned, or would if he had the facial muscles to do such a thing. Taboo? He wasn't sure what that meant or where it came from, but he didn't ponder on it for long. His master was there, but there was something else as well, a weird creature. It was rather small, had a skunk patch almost of white and dark golden fur everywhere else. It was a wolverine, but not quite one, for it was larger than any wolverine Raven had ever met (the only one, but some in his mind were smaller than the wolverine he saw now was) though not by much and he had longer arms than a normal wolverine would have, they almost more resembled human arms like his arms did, they weren't paws but claws, though the chimaera appeared to have pads whilst Raven hadn't on his hands, he also had a golden patch of fur on its head and seemed to make a plait down the chimaera's back, he was lying on his belly currently like he fainted that way. The claws were long and thick and the tail was bushy, bushier than Raven's own tail. The face was more wolverine than human, almost no human was left in the face, though it was slightly more rounded and shorter than a wolverine's, but there was almost no way to tell the difference and the teeth, sharp and dangerous.

Raven was fascinated, he'd never met a creature like that before, and he seemed to be in slight trouble. Raven didn't realise that his claws must've made noise upon the tiled floor until he heard his master call out his name.

Bringing his head up, he looked at his master, who seemed to disapprove of what he did, but didn't actually scald him for breaking his promise. His ears twitch, ears that became normal and moved to the top of his head when turning into his chimaera form, as he heard the chimaera snarl. Kel looked quickly, hearing the chimaera snarl and hushed to try to calm it. It didn't seem to work, and the chimaera was about ready to leap at the annoying pest that was too close in his personal space when he caught sight of Raven, who was making his way towards the pair. He still snarled, but he quieted down. He recognised the scent of a wolf; they were often his friends, whilst he took what the wolves left, the wolves hunted. When he lost track of the wolves, he simply went to hunt himself. He didn't bother the wolves and the wolves didn't bother him. They knew each other by scent and neither would harm the other. After getting close enough to sniff the chimaera, Raven looked up at his master.

"This Edward?" He asked.

Tucker was shocked; Raven actually remembered what he had told him? It was difficult to get Raven to remember things that he didn't care about or saw no point in, but something about Edward must've caught his attention. He had read about both breeds and knew that they lived in the same area, but he had no idea they tolerated each other. They were close family, the wolverine from the weasel family and the wolf from the canine family. Could it be that Raven was actually interested in the late Edward Elric?

Tucker could do nothing but confirm. "Yes, this is Edward." He looked back at the chimaera on the floor, who was slowly standing up on all fours. He was almost miniature dog sized, just slightly larger, but knowing what this animal was capable of, taking down whole deer and even bears, he really didn't want to laugh. Instead, he talked calmly to the chimaera. "Hello, Edward, can you hear me?" The chimaera looked up at him, after shaking his fur, before he gave a small nod. "Good, does it hurt anywhere?" The chimaera shook his head, but yawned. It wasn't surprising that he was tired. Tucker couldn't help but feel nervous, seeing all those teeth (my, my, what huge teeth you have!) but he shook it off, knowing the wolverine chimaera could smell fear. "Alright, I'll take you to bed soon, but I have to see one last thing. Can you wait a few minutes longer whilst I check over you?" The wolverine seemed to scowl, it was difficult to tell, but it was clear the chimaera had the human facial muscles to do such a thing, but he nodded anyway.

With a sigh of relief, Tucker went down to pick Edward up, though he seemed extra unhappy about that, snipping at Kel without causing any real damage, just scaring the shit out of the poor alchemist. But Edward shut up once he was put back down again onto the examining table. Tucker checked over his arms, legs and belly, his belly had turned to white blonde fur too and was particularly thick in that area, but he got what he found. So, Edward was still clearly male, but when it came to checking if he had female sexual organs as well, the chimaera was less than impressed. He snapped at Tucker's arm, telling him he wasn't allowed there, when Raven poked his head up on the table, standing on his two legs but leaning up on the table like a dog would.

"Master is nice, just let him do stuff and he'll let you sleep." Raven tried to reassure the wolverine, and it seemed to work, though Ed really didn't seem happy about it.

"Thank you, Raven." Kel always made sure that Raven knew when he was doing right, it was like trying to teach a child again, and Raven's tail wagged slightly. He lost the ability to really do that, wolves didn't normally, but every so often, Tucker spotted his tail moving slightly in a happy motion. He put different gloves on and began to check.

So, Edward, so far, was capable of holding a child, so his search told him. That was good news and if Raven grew attached to the young chimaera...

The strangest thing, Edward was of age to breed already. Whilst the old Edward Elric was only nine years old, this new Edward Elric was now at least fifteen in human years. The jump in age must've been because the wolverine was quite old for one, she'd have been in at least her second cycle to being able to breed, whilst Edward was a child, but in human terms, only a year or two ready to be able to breed. With Tucker's calculations, he determined that Edward was ready for breeding soon, as soon as this week he believed. This was exactly what he had hoped for, but it was getting Raven to like Edward enough that was the trouble, and for Edward to consent, but with him being in breeding season, it wouldn't be too hard.

Raven nudged Kel's hand, asking for attention. When Kel looked down at Raven, Raven spoke. "Can Edward share my room? Don't like Blackheart. Like Edward better." He suspected as such, plus he didn't have another room ready for Edward quite yet and the poor chimaera looked exhausted. Transmutations did that to people.

When Kel nodded, Raven tried to smile, but with no human muscles to do that, he instead went to his human form to do the smile. When Kel scowled. "Raven, what did I tell you about changing back into human form without clothes?"

Raven looked down. "Oh." Oh indeed. He was stark naked, though he wasn't embarrassed and didn't see why others would be about it. He was naked whilst a werewolf, why did a human form make a difference?

"Just go back into your wolf form and take Edward to your room and let him sleep." Raven nodded and did as instructed. He picked Edward up, who didn't complain for once and walked whilst carrying Edward on his back towards his den.

Whilst Tucker ran for the phone. "Hello, Central headquarters? I need to speak to Colonel Grande, it's important!"

So yes, I'm still pretty unsecure about this fanfic, but my friends say that they love it. Do I trust them? UH. I'll get back to you on that xD!

This fanfic is not going to be very long, probably about another four to seven chapters and that'll be the end. I haven't decided yet. You'll have to wait and see ;D I mean, the chapters are pretty long, no?

Drop a review, that'd be pretty epic.
~Blackie

Footnotes~

(1) Canis Lupis - Latin and scientific name for wolf.

(2) RAVEN is capitalised like this because it's a codename, but as you notice after a short time, it turns into his real name. Keeping the name Roy is a bit "here I am!" isn't it?

(3) 66kg = 10st 5.5lb = 145.5 pounds

(4) I wiki'd this, because I was sure x-rays didn't REALLY exist in this time. I don't even remember what I found, so I'd just wiki it really.