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Alchemy is the science of understanding, decomposing,

and reconstructing matter.

However, it is not an all-powerful art.

It is impossible to create something out of nothing.

If one wishes to obtain something,

something of equal value must be paid.

This equivalent exchange is the basis of alchemy.

Alchemists have a taboo, and it is human transmutation.

It is that which no one must commit.

Kono omoi wo keshite shimau niwa

mada jinsei nagai desho?

Yarinokoshite'ru koto

yarinaoshite mitai kara

Yume no tsuzuki oikakete ita hazu na no ni

Magarikunetta hosoi michi hito ni tsumazuku

Ano koro mitai ni tte modoritai wake ja nai no

Nakushite kita sora wo sagashite'ru

Wakatte kuremasu you ni

Gisei ni natta you na kanashii kao wa yamete yo

Tsumi no saigo wa namida ja nai yo

Zutto kurushiku seotte'ku n da

Deguchi mienai kanjou meiro ni

dare wo matte'ru no?

Shiroi nooto ni tsuzutta you ni

motto sunao ni hakidashitai yo

Nani kara nogaretai n da

...genjitsu tte yatsu?

Kanaeru tame ni ikite'ru n datte

Sakebitaku naru yo Kikoete imasu ka?

Bunan ni nante yatte'rarenai kara

...kaeru basho mo nai no

Yasashisa niwa itsumo kansha shite'ru

Dakara tsuyoku naritai (I'm on the way)

Natsukashiku naru

konna itami mo kangei jan

The first branch of the National Central Library,

which held Marcoh's research materials, had been lost to fire.

With the aid of Sheska, who had been a librarian,

Ed and Al were still able to obtain the research materials.

However...

The ingredients for a Philosopher's Stone... are live humans.

In search of further truth, Ed and Al sneak into

the dilapidated 5th Laboratory.

You move pretty well, for as big as you are.

It wouldn't be worth fighting you otherwise.

W-Who are you?!

I'm Number 66. At least, that's what my work name is.

I'm going to take you apart, nice and neat.

Just relax, and scream!

What is this?

Is it possible that this is for transmuting a Philosopher's Stone?

That is correct.

I don't know who you are, kid,

but if you can tell that just by looking at the transmutation circle...

Who are you, pops?

I am the one charged with guarding this place.

I'll go by the name "Number 48" for now.

And by the way, I'm not your pop.

I have orders to dispose of any outsiders that come in here.

Don't think ill of me, kid.

I could say the same.

Don't go thinking ill of me, once you're defeated by a "kid."

Hmm, you're an alchemist, are you?

Let's have a look at what you've got.

Your prosthetic arm just saved your life.

However,

my trusty sword will pierce even steel!

Hey, hey, hey!

Let me guess, pops, you're hollow on the inside, aren't you?

I'm impressed that you realized that.

I spar against someone like you all the time, you see.

Oh, so there are those like me on the outside, too, are there?

Well, that's annoying. Imagine, there's some other idiot out there

who came up with the idea of bonding a soul to a suit of armor!

Let me introduce myself once again.

"48" is my condemned prisoner number. In life...

or should I say, back when I had a living body,

I was known as Slicer, the mass murderer.

So you are a condemned prisoner.

Tell me, they use condemned prisoners in this place

as ingredients to make Philosopher's Stones, right?

That is difficult for me to answer.

They just recognized my skills, gave me this body,

and made me the watchdog of this place.

Which means, you have a seal that serves

as the medium between soul and armor.

Yes, that is correct.

This bloodseal. If you destroy this, you win.

It's very kind of you to show me your weak spot.

I'm the type that seeks out a little tension during a fight, you see.

As long as you're being kind, you think you might let me go?

I figure I might as well ask.

There's no way a mass murderer would do nothing

and let his prey escape, when it's right in front of him.

Now, here I come!

Like I said,

Elicia is going to turn three!

Lt. Colonel Hughes, I'm at work right now.

Isn't that a coincidence? I'm at work, too.

Oh, she's just the cutest thing, too!

All right, just stop calling me to brag about your daughter!

And on a military line, too!

It's not just my daughter!

I'm proud of my wife, too.

All right, all right, I'll listen to you brag about your cute, cute...

Scar.

We've found multiple unidentified bodies,

but all of them are so decomposed, it's difficult to identify them.

There haven't been any sightings of him in the eastern area,

so at present, many here regard him as being dead.

From the sound of it,

I'll be able to lift the escort from the Elric brothers before long.

Is Major Armstrong still serving as their escort?

No, the major's men have apparently taken over.

We've been had!

I thought it was awfully quiet in here!

Ah, we're gonna be chewed out by Major Armstrong for dereliction of duty!

Those little brats! Put yourselves in your escorts' shoes, will you?!

Let's go!

Huh? Where?

Isn't it obvious?!

To the 5th Laboratory!

What is this? My shoulder feels out of sorts.

This automail is less prone to rusting,

but the tradeoff is that its strength isn't as great,

so don't try anything too crazy.

I have to settle this quickly...

...or I'm in trouble!

You're just like a monkey, huh?

Hey, what was that?!

I'm so glad! It's been so long since I've had any worthy prey!

But given your wound and your exhaustion,

the end of the battle is within sight.

Right about now, my companion is finishing off your partner.

Is this companion of yours strong?

Yes, he's strong.

He's still weaker than I am, though.

In that case, I've got nothing to worry about.

I've been fighting him for a long time now,

and I've never beaten him!

Damn... sit still for a moment and let me cut you up, you big behemoth!

Your body...

There's a bit of a story behind this.

I know, let me tell you a story. You've probably already heard it.

It's a story about an old codger named Barry.

Once upon a time, here in Central,

there was an old codger named Barry, who enjoyed cooking.

Barry loved to cut meat apart.

But one day, after he was no longer content with just beef or pork,

Barry started going out into town, night after night,

and began cutting people apart.

In time, Barry was caught, but by then,

23 people had fallen prey to him.

This man, who had plunged the populace of Central

into the very depths of terror, was naturally sent to the gallows.

And all was well that ended well.

At least, that's the story circulating out in the world.

However, there's another part to it.

Barry isn't actually dead.

He is alive, and charged with guarding a certain place.

However, his body has been taken from him.

Yes! He is the very person you see before you!

That infamous mass murderer! Barry the Chopper! I'm him!

Sorry, never heard of you.

I'm from a rural town in the east, so...

Even if you don't know about me,

when you see this body, there should be some sort of reaction, right?

Something more like, "Yaah!" or

"What happened to your body?!" or something.

Yaah! W-What's happened to your body?!

Ooh, that hurts.

Ah, I get it. You were executed, too. You had me startled there.

I'm not a criminal!

Huh? Then, how come?

It's kind of a long story.

When I lost my body, my brother transmuted my soul for me.

Your brother?

I see, your brother, huh?

What's so funny?

Are you sure this brother and you are really siblings?

Well, our personalities are different, but...

No, no, no, that's not what I mean.

Are you sure you're not a suit-of-armor puppet,

created by your so-called brother?

Were you ever really a person, originally?

Of course I was!

I am, without a doubt, the person named Alphonse Elric!

How can you believe that?

Well, because of the memories I have, ever since I was born.

What if those are also made-up?

But Winry... and Grandma know me.

Well, they're, you know, in on it.

Yeah, that's right. You were never alive to begin with.

Th-Then, what about you?

That's simple.

Don't move! This area is off-limi...

There, you see? I love to chop up live people.

I enjoy killing so much, I can't stand it.

I kill; therefore, I am!

That proves I am who I am, and that's good enough for me!

Oh, your brother is that good, is he?

Then I'll have to hurry up and defeat you.

Al! Now!

What?!

That was dirty.

There's no such thing as dirty in a fight!

What's the matter? You still haven't destroyed my bloodseal.

Hurry up and destroy it...

There's something I need to ask you about.

The Philosopher's Stone?

Why don't you tell me everything you know about it?

I can't.

Hey, now, beaten dogs don't get to show me up.

I haven't been beaten yet.

Impossible!

I forgot to mention, this mass murderer Slicer...

...was actually a pair of brothers.

An independent head and body? That reeks of foul play!

Who was it who said that there's no such thing as dirty in a fight?

Now, let's begin the second round, short stuff.

Don't call me short!

Whoa! I'm not giving you any time to transmute!

Damn, I'm losing too much blood. I'm starting to feel dizzy.

This is bad...

This is bad...

Gonna die... gonna die... gonna die...!

Now to finish you!

You reminded me of someone I can't stand.

Now I've gone and done the same thing he did, haven't I?

Now you've done it, you little brat!

Ugh, that's just gross!

My brother...

I hate to say it, but we've lost.

You're not going to tell me you're actually three brothers, are you?

No, no.

Kid, hurry up and destroy us.

Don't ask me to become a murderer.

With bodies like these, are we even people?

If I don't consider you to be people,

then that would mean I don't consider my brother to be a person.

Come on, come on, what's the matter, armor puppet?

I am not an armor puppet!

You just think you're not!

Was there ever a real you? Were you ever really alive?!

There is a way for you to prove that you're not an armor puppet.

You've got a bloodseal too, right?

Go ahead and break it yourself.

If you die, then you were real!

If you're still up and moving around, you're an armor puppet!

Th-There's no way I could do something like that!

Then I'll do it for you!

My brother is human. You guys are also human.

That's why I don't want to kill you.

Brother?

We two, as brothers, have been stealing,

destroying, and killing for as long as we can remember.

And now, to be treated as humans for the first time,

after taking the forms we have...

it's hilarious!

Kid, as a parting gift, I will tell you everything.

The ones who made the Philosopher's Stone,

and ordered us to protect this place...

That was a close one.

No, 48, we can't have you speaking out of turn.

Oh, my. What is the Fullmetal pipsqueak doing here?

Such a trying boy. How did you find out about this place?

Brother! Brother!

Brother!

Pipe down, you halfwit!

You were just about to kill one of our precious sacrifices.

Do you understand?

How were you going to account for this if it messed up the plan?

Huh?!

Who are you people?! What plan?! What do you mean, sacrifice?!

Oh, my, the pipsqueak is raring to go.

You shut up with that pipsqueak talk!

A pipsqueak is a pipsqueak, right, pipsqueak?

Whoa! I don't like fighting.

It's painful when you get hurt, you know.

You're the one who picked this fight, and I accept...

Looks like you have a malfunction.

Wha...?!

Lucky me!

You're fortunate your arm broke.

You're getting off without being hurt too badly.

Listen to me, boy. Don't forget that you're being allowed to live.

We can't have this boy showing up again.

Let's burn this place down.

There's something I've been meaning to say to you for a while,

but I've been too afraid to mention it.

What was Brother about to say to me?

What was he so afraid to tell me?

What was he so afraid to say?

Are you sure you're not a suit-of-armor puppet,

created by your so-called brother?

Were you ever really a person, originally?

What's the matter, my little armor puppet?

Shut up! I'm not...

Go ahead and admit it. You'll feel better.

You've left yourself wide open, you big behemoth!

Huh?

Don't move!

Surrender yourself, nice and easy!

This is starting to get more complicated.

Sergeant, take cover!

What are you doing?! Get out of there!

But Brother is still inside!

What!?

Hmm, you know what this means.

Time to hightail it outta here!

Hey, you!

You'd better hurry away from here, too!

Hold it!

Brother! Brother!

Take cover! You'll end up getting caught in it, too!

But!

Hey there, I brought you some baggage.

Brother?!

His life isn't in any danger, but he's lost a lot of blood,

so you should hurry and get him to a hospital.

Also, you should keep a closer watch on him,

to make sure they don't do anything too crazy.

He is a precious resource, after all.

Who are you?

Lieutenant Ross! Quickly!

Sergeant, give me a hand!

He's covered in blood, isn't he?!

Talk later! Hurry and get out of...

Huh? He's gone.

- Let us out! - It's an earthquake!

- Are you trying to kill us?! - Hey, shut up! Take it easy!

What a nice sound.

That's the sound of a building crumbling, using explosives.

As close as it is, I'd say it's the 5th Laboratory, right next door.

Ah, what a nice sound. A truly great sound,

that reverberates down to the core of my body.

No talking to yourself, Kimblee!

Oh, excuse me.

I was just recalling the Ishvalan War of Extermination,

and I couldn't help but feel happy.

Are you sure you're not a suit-of-armor puppet,

created by your so-called brother?

Ano hi mita sora akaneiro no sora o

nee kimi wa oboete imasu ka

Yakusoku chigiri shoka no kaze ga tsutsumu

futari yorisotta

Muri na egao no ura

nobita kage o kakumau

Dakara kizukanu furi saisei o erabu

Table no ue no furuenai shirase machitsuzukete

kuuhaku no yoru mo kuru hazu no nai asa mo

zenbu wakatte'tan da

Ano hi mita sora akaneiro no sora o

nee itsuka omoidasu deshou

Hatasenakatta yakusoku o idaite

futari arukidasu

So, in Central, the senior staff in control of State Alchemists

are shorthanded, thanks to Scar.

Oh?

Rumor has it that Colonel Mustang's promotion to Central is not far off.

Central, huh? Not bad.

Watch yourself.

When you encroach on senior staff as young as you are,

you're going to make more enemies.

I've been prepared for that from the start.

Just a word of warning from one who's gone before you in Central.

Find as many people who understand you and support you as you can.

Which means,

hurry up and find a wife!

Shut up!

What? He just hung up on me!

Colonel Hughes, please don't make so many personal calls, okay?

Ah, sorry.

Edward Elric is having trouble finding the words,

while Alphonse Elric is troubled by his words.

And then, the one sure thing...

The memories of a young girl convey the truth.

Next time on Hagane no Renkinjutsushi: Fullmetal Alchemist,

Episode 9: "Created Feelings."

The heart wavers because it believes.