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Ed was closely watching for any signs of a town or….food.

His stomach growled at the thought. It might have been only two days since he had eaten maybe more but….damn it!

He was hungry.

"Gurdon? Are we there yet?"

Ed caught Gurdon sighing, this was about the six hundredth time Ed had asked, "No My liege we are not there."

Ed knew that. He just loved to annoy the spider, there was nothing else to do and it wasn't bad to have a servant following your every bid. Maybe the spider would carry him? Nah. You never know where he had been or what he had eaten.

Ed silently searched the horizon ahead. There wasn't much of it since it was covered by trees but he was able to spot fields of grass once in awhile. His breathe caught in his chest as he saw shining lights through the trees.

Civilization!

Hope burst in his chest, maybe this planet wasn't all made up of strange creatures that loved to kidnap him!

The thought of food and people made him hurry until he full burst out running.

"My Liege! Wait!"

No. Fucking. Way.

Ed brushed aside the tree branches, ignoring the pain when they managed to scratch him. As Ed reached the edge of the forest, he looked behind him but did not spot Gurdon anywhere.

Where was he?

Ed shrugged and thought whatever. If the spider had to go rule his Kingdom of creepy spiders, he could go on ahead.

It's not like Ed still needed him.

As Ed took the first step out of the forest, a panic gripped him as if something was crying that he even thought of leaving the forest. Ed ignored it and continued on; he found that the farther away he went, the less the tugging pull to return to the forest persisted.

Ed could see in the distance what looked to be like some sort of structure of houses or huts. He took the worn path towards the town or village and prayed that these people could be nice, normal and sane.

Please be sane.

As darkness descended, Ed got closer until he was on the main rode of the town.

The sign read "Hogsmeade" when Ed entered the village. The strange name confused him and brought forth curiosity and suspicion but he dismissed them and searched for the nearest bar or restaurant Ed spotted a sign that read "Hog's Head Pub" and he once again ignored the strange name and practically ran into the pub.

There were people inside, only a few but the sight of actual people made his spirits rise. There were only adults inside and they gave him a curious glance before resuming to talking and drinking.

Ed approached the bar, staying as far away from the strangers as possible and observed the listed items on the wooden board that displayed the prices of food and drinks.

Boddingtons-5 sickles

Strongbow-10 knuts

London Pride- 1 Galleon

Ed just stared at the board, reading the other beverages and food. The first thought that came to mind, what the fuck? Knuts?

Did they mean like peanuts and walnuts?

Because Ed was sure he spotted a walnut tree somewhere in the forest but he wasn't going to go back and pick some walnuts just to return to look like a fool when it wasn't the right currency.

Ed sighed and his stomach rumbled when the smell of food invaded his nose. Whatever that was it smelled like heaven.

One of the girl bartenders bounded over to him, a cheery smile on her face. "How may I help you?"

Thank God! She speaks the same language!

Ed sheepishly rubbed the back of his head, "Um…I can't actually get anything….I was attacked a couple hours ago and the guys dumped me for dead in the forest."

She frowned, "Are you okay? Was it…." She leaned in and whispered, "The Deatheaters?"

Ed kept the confused look off of his face and instead nodded, "Yeah and all my stuff is gone including the money so….I haven't eaten in days and…"

She cut him off, an understanding smile on her face, "It's okay, just order what you want. It's on the house."

Ed smiled, "Really? Cause I'm sure if I can pay it off by working…"

She shook her head, "no it's okay, just think of what you want and I'll be back to see to your order."

Ed gave her one of his rare real smiles and she blushed. Now that she thought about it, this strange teenager was really handsome.

"Thanks."

She nodded and scurried off, afraid that if she stayed any longer she would have been hypnotized by his eyes. His eyes were the strangest color, a beautiful shade of burning gold; maybe he put glamour over them?

The thoughts flew out of her mind when her boss called her over and sent her to a table that needed serving.

Ed meanwhile decided to wing it and chose to get the "London Pride" and something called, "Every Flavor Sandwich."

He really hoped that they didn't mean every flavor. Ed looked around, this time taking in more of his surroundings since he kind of ignored everything else when he practically ran in.

There were circle tables all around, booths next to the windows and the bar going around in a square in the middle of the room. It was cozy, warm and gave off a homey feeling. The building design was simple with wallpaper walls and wooden floors.

There were only a few people here, which was strange because he only spotted a couple people roaming the streets too. The bartender lady bounded over again and Ed quickly read her name tag, Daisy.

Daisy gave him yet another smile as she stood before him, a pocket notebook in her hand and a pencil in the other.

"So have you decided yet?" Ed nodded and gave her his order, she nodded and turned to go but Ed called out with a "wait!"

Daisy turned and gave him a confused look, "yes?" Ed again thought that this was give him another strange look but he needed to know anyways.

"Well, I'm not from here and I was wondering if you could tell me exactly where I was?"

Daisy gave him a shocked look, "You don't know where you are?"

Ed resisted the urge to say duh, But nodded. Daisy gave an outraged, "But how could you not! Hogwarts is known by every wizard family."

Wizard? Oh, don't tell me I was brought somewhere where people were not sane.

Daisy continued on, oblivious to Ed's thoughts, "Unless….you're a muggle!"

She dropped her notebook and Ed sighed, yes defiantly did not come where sane people are…Truth just loves to mess with me.

Ed raised his hands as he saw Diasy panic and others looking on in the scene.

"I'm not a…muggle, Daisy. Calm down. I just have a little amnesia from the hits to the head."

Daisy looked relieved at that and wiped her forehead with her hand, "Phew! I'm sorry. It's just that with everything going on and the war. You don't know who to trust, muggle or deatheater, you-know-who can control anybody."

I-know-what?

Ed instead smiled; he did not want to be a suspicious person around here, especially if they were claiming to be wizards.

He had read a couple books about them in the Headquarters library but they were all focused on legend. People that waved sticks around and didn't follow any sort of rules to be able to do something called magic.

Cracking sounded, like a clap of thunder and all of a sudden everybody froze in the pub.

Ed's instincts kicked in and they told that something dangerous was here.

He looked around at the people and saw them clutching sticks in their hands, some had stood and rushed out of the pub, then a couple seconds later, screams sounded. No one else dared to follow.

Ed huffed and stood from the chair but was stopped by Daisy holding onto his arm, a pleading expression on her face.

"Don't go. Please don't go out there. Stay." Ed put two and two together, putting the puzzle pieces together, "They're deatheaters, aren't they?"

Daisy nodded, her hands shaking and tears gathering in her eyes. She was only a couple years older than Ed but she seemed to have the strength of a mouse and fragility of one.

Ed brushed off her hand and gave her an encouraging smile, "Why don't you go with the others and get away by the back entrance or some passage way?" She nodded, tears still in her eyes, "you're coming too, right?"

No. I have to see what these 'deatheaters' are. Plus the only weapons you guys have are sticks. This world works differently and I have to face it head on. Even if I might get killed in the process.

Ed shook her head and her eyes widened, "but...But you can't go against the deatheaters! They'll kill you!"

A scream sounded again and Ed snarled. There were innocent people getting hurt. He didn't have time for this. "Go Daisy! I'll be fine!" Without waiting for an answer he ran out and into the streets.

Different colors of light were being shot through the air and Ed saw hooded figures with white masks shooting them into shops and at people. With sticks….I guess they are some sort of weapon.

But Ed did not have time to research if the legends in his world were true in this one. He heard another scream and ran in that direction, dodging the shooting lights and making sure he wasn't hit with any of them.

Don't know what the hell those things would do to me.

As Ed turned the street he caught sight of the screaming woman, who was crumpled on the ground and she spasmed as light after light hit her from a stick that another woman was holding.

The woman had a crazed look in her eyes and her face was lit up in joy at the other woman's pain. Ed snarled and launched himself at the woman, he managed to knock her down but another light came from the stick and pain erupted from his every nerve.

Shit. That hurt.

But Ed had a high tolerance for pain, he had fucking died.

Nothing hurt as much as being dead, or having a whole in his chest, plus there was also the automail surgery.

Ed rolled as another light was pointed at him, and sprung up, waiting for the- wizard? Witch?-to make her move again.

Instead she curiously gazed at him, twirling the stick in her hands and ignoring the whimpering of the lady in pain on the gravel.

She tilted her head, "You can stand pain." She gave a twisted smile, "I like causing pain, how about you become my new toy?"

Ed snarled, "Go Fuck yourself."

Her eyes turned cold and Ed saw how she clenched her fists, she was pissed.

Guess not a lot of people tell her that.

"You! You should bow down in my presence! I Bellatrix Lestrange am the most loyal servant of the Dark Lord! How dare you speak to me like that!"

Ed smirked, "well I dared, Bitch."

Bellatrix fumed and Ed for a second thought that she resembled a dragon, an ugly pissed off one.

She raised the stick again and shouted some strange words. The light blasted towards Ed but he dodged it but Bellatrix didn't give in. She shot light after light at Ed until one of them hit again and Ed fell to his knees He held his scream in, not wanting her to have the satisfaction and fell forward as the pain faded, his hands landing in front of him and onto the gravel.

His breathe came out in short pained puffs and he heard Bellatrix give a strangled crazy laugh.

"What are you going to do now, little boy?" Ed's shoulders tensed and he clenched his fist into the gravel.

She didn't.

"The little boy is going to cry to mommy?" She made crying sounds and Ed snarled at the jab.

She did.

Ed stood, ignoring the pain and clapped his hands, transmuting his arm into a blade. He was going to kill.

"What did you fucking say?"

The words were threatening and filled with a promise of pain, Bellatrix was caught off guard at the tone and what she assumed was wand less magic.

The aura the boy gave off chilled her, and it reminded her of the Dark Lord, she then scoffed. "Your magic isn't strong enough against mine, I was taught by the Dark Lord himself, so start screaming, little boy."

Bellatrix pointed the stick at Ed again but his hands already had slammed down onto the ground.

The blue glow of alchemy appeared, and the ground rose.

There's something different about my alchemy.

But he didn't pay the thought more than a couple seconds.

He focused on the transmutation and formed spiked in the ground, headed right towards the madwoman.

I can't believe she called me little.

Ed was sure he had at least grown a couple inches, he was sixteen for goodness sakes!

He should not be little.

Somewhere in the back of Ed's head a little voice told him he was getting angry over the wrong thing but he just shut it up and focused on avoiding the green lights that kept being zapped at him.

"Avada Kedavra!"

The spell flew over his head as Ed ducked, what was that?

"Avada Kedavra!" She continued screaming and trying to hit him with the green light and then one of the lights missed him.

A pained scream sounded and Ed turned to find the woman that was crumpled on the street had crawled away. She looked like she was in the process of standing up but the green light enveloped her and then disappeared.

The scream stopped and the woman fell forward—dead.

Ed's heart wrenched painfully, that thing was supposed to be for him.

Ed tore his eyes from the figure as a web enveloped him and a shouting was heard.

"My liege! Are you hurt?"

Gurdon.

Ed shook his head but found that the web restricted the move and scowled.

"Get the fucking web off of me."

Gurdon complied and Ed's eyes scanned the area for the madwoman.

"Where did she go?"

Gurdon gave him a confused glance, "Who, My liege?"

Ed's fist clenched, "the fucking madwoman that was trying to damn kill me!"

Gurdon's confusion cleared and he hesitated.

Ed transmuted his arm back, thinking what the use was if he wasn't able to use it anyways. He would have loved to use it on that madwoman though, she reminded him too much of Envy. Or worse Father.

Ed tapped his foot as he waited for an answer from Gurdon, "well?"

"She…she disappeared."

The fuck?

"What do you mean disappeared? People don't just fucking disappear! So where did she go?"

"I-It's something the humans here d-do here My liege." Gurdon stuttered, he did not want to displease his Queen but by the look on Ed's face, he was far from displeased.

He was furious.

Ed sighed with irritation, and ran a hand through his hair to find that he did not have a hair tie to hold it in a braid.

He threw his hands up.

No food.

No hair tie.

No fucking Bellatrix.

Disappearing people.

"What the fuck is wrong with this planet!"

Gurdon anxiously watched as Ed ranted on about centaurs, wolves, spiders and crazy witches or whoever the hell they were. After the frustration was let out, Ed turned his eyes to Gurdon.

"we're going back into the fucking forest, things at least make sense there more than here."

Gurdon nodded, "yes, my liege."

Ed started walking back to where he had entered the village, and cast a glance at Gurdon who was following a foot behind.

"You better fucking have some food in that kingdom of yours." Ed grumbled as they reached the worn out trail back to the forest.

"Yes My liege, we will feed you whatever you want."

Ed kicked a stone, "I'm not eating any other insects you go that? If you do I'm going back to those damn wolves and eating the damn raw meat."

Gurdon nodded, "Yes My liege."

Ed looked back at the village, the lights were still on and still bright. The moon helped to see the surrounding area too.

I wonder why those 'Deatheaters' attacked the war are they fighting?

He turned away but not before catching a glance of people appearing out of nowhere, including a man wearing robes with a weird design on it and a pointy hat.

The hunger must be getting to me. Yes. I'm hallucinating.

Ed ignored the tingling sensation at the back of his head as he stepped into the forbidden forest.

He stopped and put his arm in front of him, "well, Gurdon lead the way."

The spider-human glowed with joy, although Ed did not know why.

I better not regret this.

Ed slowly started following Gurdon but instantly froze when a voice that was not his spoke in his mind.

"How is it going so far, kitten? This world is so large, you might just get lost….and I might just find you."

"Fuck off and get out of my head."

A laugh, chilling and cold.

"No, you need to see reality. You are helpless here, weak, and alone. You will never return to your brother and will die in this world."

His heart gave a pang at the thought of his old life but he would not give up, not now.

"Then I'll become stronger and I will survive. Then I will find a way to return home and show your sorry ass that the impossible can become possible."

Silence. "I wonder if you will still have that fire when you are tormented in your dreams and in Reality."

Then Reality was gone and Ed flinched as a hand grabbed his arm, only to relax when he realized it was only Gurdon.

"My liege, are you alright?"

Ed nodded and shook off his hand. He tiredly ran a hand through his hair, which had already fallen out of its braid and flew around him in the breeze.

"Yeah, let's just go."

As Ed stepped deeper and deeper into the forest, he couldn't help but feel that the deeper he went, the longer he stayed, that the grip this place had on him got tighter and tighter.

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