Fullmetal Alchemist - Batteries
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scriveynerTitle: Batteries
Fandom: Fullmetal Alchemist
Characters/Pairing: Ed, Al
Rating: T
Length: 331
Summary: What was he missing?
Alphonse pushed the large, stone cylinder with both gauntlets. The ancient construct didn’t move, it didn’t shift an iota. Edward sat perched on a ledge, his feet dangling in the air, staring down at the complex puzzle before them.
“It’s not working, brother,” Alphonse’s voice didn’t sound panicked, not yet - but there was an edge to it that he could pick up clear as day. “It’s not moving!"
There were seven of the columns in all, identical - rough hewn sandstone, they seemed to almost grow out of the sandy floor. The cavern was well lit, at least - although to call it a cavern was a simplification, they were deep underneath a castle held by the late, maniacal, and recently deposed Count Bronstein. Normally Edward wouldn’t pass a thought on a slightly-unhinged ruler, but once deposed information came to light that made it sound like the dear departed has in his secret treasure vault an item of everlasting wealth.
A stone, that could turn lead to gold.
Any alchemist could turn that trick, it was a base transmutation. But oh, the lore abounded that connected gold transmutation to the Philosopher’s Stone. And if there was a chance, no matter how slim….
Alphonse moved to another column, and shoved. The pylon did not move, and the grating sound of leather against rough stone prickled his ears.
There was a key to his puzzle, something simple and he would kick himself for a week once he figured it out. Edward bounced his heel off the wall as he looked at the arrangement of the columns, at the sandy floor, and at Alphonse, stalking angrily in a circle.
What on EARTH was he missing?
"Are you sure there’s only seven?” Edward called down, and Alphonse turned about, counting.
“Yes, just seven.”
Fandom: Fullmetal Alchemist
Characters/Pairing: Ed, Al
Rating: T
Length: 331
Summary: What was he missing?
Alphonse pushed the large, stone cylinder with both gauntlets. The ancient construct didn’t move, it didn’t shift an iota. Edward sat perched on a ledge, his feet dangling in the air, staring down at the complex puzzle before them.
“It’s not working, brother,” Alphonse’s voice didn’t sound panicked, not yet - but there was an edge to it that he could pick up clear as day. “It’s not moving!"
There were seven of the columns in all, identical - rough hewn sandstone, they seemed to almost grow out of the sandy floor. The cavern was well lit, at least - although to call it a cavern was a simplification, they were deep underneath a castle held by the late, maniacal, and recently deposed Count Bronstein. Normally Edward wouldn’t pass a thought on a slightly-unhinged ruler, but once deposed information came to light that made it sound like the dear departed has in his secret treasure vault an item of everlasting wealth.
A stone, that could turn lead to gold.
Any alchemist could turn that trick, it was a base transmutation. But oh, the lore abounded that connected gold transmutation to the Philosopher’s Stone. And if there was a chance, no matter how slim….
Alphonse moved to another column, and shoved. The pylon did not move, and the grating sound of leather against rough stone prickled his ears.
There was a key to his puzzle, something simple and he would kick himself for a week once he figured it out. Edward bounced his heel off the wall as he looked at the arrangement of the columns, at the sandy floor, and at Alphonse, stalking angrily in a circle.
What on EARTH was he missing?
"Are you sure there’s only seven?” Edward called down, and Alphonse turned about, counting.
“Yes, just seven.”
