Shadows

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I watched as the blonde and armor boarded the train, the large blonde guy who fought the Ishvalan boarding with them. I tilted my head down, trying to keep my cover hidden.

They began talking to the same man from before, and I couldn't help but smirk. The one with the green eyes.

I've met that man before.

In Ishval, in believe... When he was younger.

The train departed, and I took to his as a chance to gon ee the armor boy, who was traveling with the sheep.

I opened the door, looking around and spotting the crate. I walked towards it, knocking against it.

"Brother? Oh, it's you! Aisling, right?" I nodded, smiling. "My name's Alphonse. Thank you...for saving us back then."

"Your welcome." I said before examining his body. "Hmm... Never thought I'd see a soul bonded to armor. Then again, your brother's limbs are made of automail..." I said, sitting down on a stack of hay...

Not comfortable.

"...we tried something we shouldn't have..."

"Human transmutation?" I asked as he gasped lightly. "I understand...who did you want to bring back?" He went silent before answering.

"...our mother. We just wanted to see her again..." He admitted, looking down. I took out an apple, taking a bite.

"I see... And your father was nowhere to be found. I understand your reasoning. Why you'd enter God's domain. Not the best idea though...?" I asked.

"You kinda smart, huh?"

"Kinda is an understatement. I've been alive longer than everyone on this train."

"...Seriously?! How? Wait...your probably lying. You look about the same age as brother."

"Mmh...but that's for another time. Where are you heading?" I asked.

"...where are you're heading?" He asked. I smirked, handing the sheep my apple.

"Wherever your going. If I stick around long enough, I'll find your dad."

"We don't even know where he is... And we've never spoken to him since he left all those years ago... Why do you want to see him?"

"...we have unfinished business."

"Unfinished business?"

"Don't worry, I mean you and your brother no harm..." I said, putting my hands up.

"...I don't think I should tell a stranger where my destination is." He said before I sighed, placing a hand on his armor. Lights sparked before he burst out of the crate, his body back to...well, the way it was before.

"Woah...how did you-how did you avoid the blood seal?! Or my soul-"

"Will you tell me now? And we aren't strangers. I know your name, and you know mine." I said, placing my hand on my cheek. He quickly changed the subject.

"What is my dad like..?"

"A total shit head. He runs away from everything..."

"...you sound like brother." He sighed.

"Hmm...well, I've helped you out three times...you owe me an answer."

"...are you an enemy or an ally?" He asked. I noticed his hand movement and smirked.

Smart kid...

"I'm whatever I need to be."

"But-"

"Look, I'm just looking for someone. If you end up needing help...I guess I can help."

"Resembool."

"...that country town?" I asked, frowning.

"Yeah...and, since you fixed me, I can do this." He said before granning me and wrapping my hands with metal.
I sighed, shaking my head. He drew the circle, thinking I wouldn't notice.

"This is what I get for being kind..."

"Sorry... But I don't know who you are exactly." He said before drawing a circle and fixing the crate. He placed me inside, confining me to the wooden box.

"... This is uncomfortable." I commented as he picked up the crate.

"Sorry. Stay here, and-"

"Alphonse, we gotta go..."

I frowned. I was supposed to stay undercover. I should've just-

"How did you transmute yourself!?"

"I didn't! It was him!"

"Isn't that the guy from before?" The muscular man asked.

"His name is Aisling. He knows dad, and fixed the armor!"

"Woah...why's he in a crate?"

"He was following us, and came in here, but-"

"Good job, Alphonse!" The muscle man said as they started to exit the train.

"Let's take him. He could know more than we do..."

I frowned, sighing as I was thrown over the shoulder of a man inches taller than me and muscular.

Nononononono-

"LET US BE ON OUR WAY!"

.... Too late now.

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