Full metal pony

Roy's Pov:

The room was quiet except for the soft whirring of the machines keeping Edward alive, and yet it felt like I was surrounded by noise—the noise of failure, of guilt, of everything I hadn’t been able to do.

Edward’s body lay motionless, pale, and fragile in the hospital bed. His fire, his energy—everything that made him Edward Elric, the Fullmetal Alchemist—was gone. And I didn’t know if he’d ever come back.

I stared at him, fists clenched at my sides, my mind swirling with regret. I’d sworn to protect him and his brother, and I’d failed. Edward’s body was here, but his soul was missing—lost somewhere between worlds because of her.

Lilly.

I knew exactly who was responsible for this. Lilly had stolen Edward’s soul, ripped it away from his body, and tossed it into a portal to God knows where. She’d done it with a smile, like it was nothing more than a game.

And now, because of her, Edward was gone.

Alphonse stood next to the bed, unmoving. His metal body gave no indication of the torment I knew he was feeling inside. He couldn’t cry, couldn’t sleep, couldn’t show the world just how broken he was. But I knew. I could feel the weight of his grief pressing down on him like a lead weight, the silence between us filled with nothing but loss.

I sighed, running a hand through my hair. "I should’ve been there,” I muttered under my breath, clenching my fists tighter. “I should’ve stopped her.”

Alphonse didn’t respond, his helmet lowered as he watched over his brother, but his silence spoke volumes.

Suddenly, I felt it. It was faint—just a flicker—but Edward’s body grew warmer. I leaned forward, my breath catching in my throat.

“Edward?” I whispered, eyes wide. “Al, did you see that?”

Alphonse’s helmet snapped up, his hollow voice echoing in the room. “What happened?”

“His body... it’s warmer,” I muttered, stepping closer. I could feel it. “And look—his hand. It moved.”

Alphonse moved to the other side of the bed, watching closely. But the flicker of hope that had stirred inside me was short-lived. Edward’s hand twitched once more, but the warmth faded as quickly as it had come. His body grew still again, cold, lifeless.

“No, no, no,” I growled, gripping the edge of the bed, willing him to move again. “Come on, Fullmetal. Don’t give up on us.”

But there was nothing. No more warmth. No more movement. Only the beeping of the machines, taunting me with their steady, indifferent rhythm.

“Damn it!” I shouted, my voice cracking. “You can’t leave us like this!”

“I wouldn’t count on him waking up anytime soon.”

The voice came from the doorway, smug and full of twisted delight. I knew that voice too well.

I whipped around, my body tense with anger as I saw her standing there—Lilly.

She leaned against the doorframe, her bright, jester-like outfit swirling with the colors of a betta fish, her smile wicked and taunting. Her vibrant, chaotic appearance stood in stark contrast to the sterile hospital room, and her eyes gleamed with amusement.

“You,” I snarled, every muscle in my body coiling with rage.

Lilly gave me a mock bow, her grin widening. “Miss me, Mustang?”

I took a step forward, fire burning in my chest. “What the hell did you do to him?”

Lilly laughed, spinning playfully in a circle. “Oh, Mustang, you should know by now—I like to have fun! Your little alchemist here was just a part of the game.”

“You stole his soul,” I growled, my hands itching to reach for my ignition gloves. “You threw him into a portal, and now you’re here, acting like this is some kind of joke?”

Lilly’s eyes sparkled, her grin never faltering. “Of course it’s a joke! It’s my joke! And poor little Fullmetal was just another piece in the puzzle.” She wiggled her fingers like she was pulling strings in the air. “And now, he’s lost somewhere between worlds.”

I stepped closer, my fists clenched at my sides. “Bring him back. Now.”

Lilly’s expression darkened, her playful demeanor shifting into something more dangerous. “Or what, Mustang? You’ll burn me alive? I don’t think you’re in any position to be making threats.”

Her words cut deep, but I wasn’t backing down. I took another step forward, my body shaking with barely controlled anger. “I’m not playing your games anymore, Lilly. Give me Edward’s soul, or I’ll make sure you regret ever stepping foot in Amestris.”

Lilly raised an eyebrow, her smile returning. “Oh, Mustang, you’re still so fun to mess with.” She snapped her fingers, and the air around her shimmered. A swirling vortex of color—blues, purples, and greens—began to form, twisting rapidly into a portal.

My heart pounded as the portal expanded, pulling at the edges of the room. I could feel its force tugging at me, threatening to drag me in.

“Mustang,” Lilly said, her voice dripping with mock sweetness, “I’m afraid this is goodbye.”

I braced myself against the pull of the portal, determined not to let her get away. “You’re not going anywhere,” I growled, lunging forward.

But as I moved toward her, something went wrong. Lilly had been ready to push me into the swirling mass of chaos, but in her haste, she miscalculated.

Her grin faltered for just a second, and before she could react, the portal’s pull grabbed her instead.

“No!” she shrieked, her arms flailing as she struggled to regain control. But it was too late. The vortex sucked her in, yanking her through the swirling colors and pulling her into the void she’d created.

Her scream echoed through the room as the portal collapsed in on itself, folding up like a door slamming shut.

I stood there, breathing hard, the room falling back into silence. Lilly was gone. Swallowed by her own portal.

“Roy...” Alphonse’s voice cut through the silence, his tone filled with worry. “What just happened?”

I shook my head, trying to piece it together. Lilly was gone, but the damage had already been done. Edward’s soul was still missing, still lost somewhere in whatever twisted dimension Lilly had thrown him into.

“I don’t know,” I muttered, my fists still clenched. “But I’m going to find her. And when I do, I’ll get Edward back.”

Alphonse stood beside me, his metal form still and silent. We didn’t say anything more. We didn’t have to. The weight of our failure hung between us, heavier than before.

But now, there was something else—a new resolve burning inside me.

I was going to bring Edward back, no matter what it took.

Lilly's Pov:

I landed with a hard thud, the ground cold and unyielding beneath my claws. Pain shot through my body as I scrambled to my feet—or, rather, my talons. The remnants of the portal crackled in the air before disappearing completely, leaving me stranded.

I groaned, clutching my side as I tried to get my bearings. This was wrong. I wasn’t supposed to be here. I wasn’t supposed to be this weak.

I blinked and looked down at myself—at the claws, the feathers, and the scaly legs. The jester-like appearance I had so proudly flaunted in Amestris was gone, replaced by the awkward, hybrid form I despised so much.

A hippogriff.

“Ugh,” I spat bitterly, my beak clicking in frustration. “Of all the forms to be stuck in.”

This was a joke. I was a joke. A pitiful shadow of what I had once been in Amestris, where I wielded chaos like a master puppeteer. There, I had power. I had control. I had turned Fullmetal’s world upside down and stolen his very soul.

And now? Now I was nothing more than a washed-up hippogriff, stranded in this miserable land.

I flared my wings, trying to shake off the disorientation that clung to me like a bad dream. The air smelled of damp earth and salt—a familiar scent, one I had hoped to leave behind. I wasn’t anywhere near Ponyville; this was somewhere darker, somewhere more remote.

The sea glimmered in the distance, its churning waves crashing against the rocky shore. I was far from civilization, far from any recognizable landmarks. It was a wilderness, a place forgotten by most, which made it perfect for me to hide. But it wasn’t enough. I needed more than just hiding.

I needed power.

I reached deep within myself, searching for the chaotic magic that had once flowed through me effortlessly. But the more I reached, the more I realized just how much had been stripped away. My powers were diminished, barely a flicker of what they had been.

But I wasn’t completely powerless. No, there was something still there—small, but potent. I could still hypnotize. Not large groups of creatures like before, but I could bend the minds of a small number. That would have to be enough.

For now.

A wicked smile spread across my beak as I turned my eyes to the horizon. If I couldn’t regain my power outright, I’d just have to take it from those who had it. This world was full of creatures with strength, creatures with magic, and I knew just where to start.

I closed my eyes, focusing on the faintest flicker of magic left within me, and sent out a pulse—a searching tendril of hypnotic power that stretched across the land like a dark fog, seeking out the strongest minds, the most dangerous creatures.

And then I felt it—a sharp, twisted presence that responded to my call. A mind filled with rage, with hunger for control and power. Queen Chrysalis.

My grin widened. “Perfect.”

Chrysalis was one of the most dangerous beings in Equestria. She had the cunning and strength to be a formidable ally—or rather, a puppet under my control. I didn’t need her loyalty; I only needed her power.

But Chrysalis wasn’t the only one. As I pushed my magic further, another presence stirred, deep and dark, pulsing with raw, destructive energy. Tirek.

My heart raced with excitement. The two of them together, under my control, would be enough to start rebuilding my strength. I could form a small army, hypnotize others, and slowly regain the power I’d lost.

With Chrysalis and Tirek at my side, I wouldn’t just take control of this world—I’d use them to help me find Fullmetal. I could feel his soul, distant but present, somewhere in this world. And once I found him, I’d kill him. I’d take his soul for myself and use it to return to Amestris, more powerful than ever.

And Mustang? Alphonse? They would be nothing compared to what I’d become. The chaos I’d unleash upon Amestris would be beyond anything they’d ever imagined.

I opened my eyes, the faint glow of my hypnotic magic still lingering in the air. It was weak, but it was enough.

“I’ll start small,” I whispered to myself, my voice dripping with malice. “But soon enough, this world—and Fullmetal—will be mine.”

I stretched my wings and took off into the air, flying low over the rocky landscape. I needed to find them—Chrysalis and Tirek—and bend them to my will. And once I had them, I’d use them to rebuild my strength, to find Edward Elric and end him once and for all.

The wind rushed past me as I flew toward the dark forest where I knew Chrysalis would be hiding. She wouldn’t see me coming. By the time she realized what had happened, she would already be under my control.

And then, with her and Tirek as my tools, the rest of Equestria would fall like dominoes. And when that happened, I’d have the power to return to Amestris and pick up where I left off—terrorizing the very people who thought they could stop me.

The image of Mustang and Alphonse, broken and defeated, flashed in my mind, and I laughed. I couldn’t wait to see the look on their faces when I returned—stronger than ever, with an army at my back and Edward’s soul in my grasp.

But first, I had work to do.

Later, in the Everfree Forest

The dense canopy of trees loomed overhead as I landed softly in the clearing, my claws clicking against the cold ground. The Everfree Forest was exactly as I remembered it—wild, dangerous, and full of creatures that weren’t easily tamed. But Chrysalis? She’d be here.

I slunk through the shadows, my eyes sharp as I scanned the area. There was a faint trace of magic lingering in the air, something that felt distinctly like changeling magic. She wasn’t far.

Then I saw her—Queen Chrysalis, standing tall and regal, her wings buzzing slightly as she prowled through the underbrush. She was talking to herself, muttering about revenge, about taking back her throne from the princesses.

Pathetic.

With a sly smile, I stepped into the clearing, my eyes glowing faintly as I activated what little magic I had left. Chrysalis didn’t even notice me at first, too absorbed in her thoughts.

But when she finally turned and saw me, her eyes narrowed. “Who dares approach Queen Chrysalis?”

I laughed, the sound sharp and mocking. “I dare.”

Chrysalis hissed, baring her fangs. “You’re a fool to come here, hippogriff. I don’t know what you want, but I suggest you turn around before I—”

Her words cut off abruptly as my magic surged forward, slipping into her mind like a shadow. Her eyes glazed over, and her body stiffened as my hypnotic power took hold. She was strong, but in her weakened state, she was no match for even the small amount of magic I had left.

I stepped closer, my voice low and commanding. “You will serve me, Chrysalis.”

Her mouth opened slightly, and for a moment, she tried to resist. But it was useless. Slowly, her head nodded, and her wings buzzed in submission.

“Yes... I will serve you.”

I grinned, feeling the rush of power flood back into me. “Good. Now, we have work to do.”

The Everfree Forest was alive with the sounds of buzzing changelings, their wings humming as they worked under the command of Queen Chrysalis. She moved among them, barking orders with sharp precision, her eyes glazed over in obedience to me.

I watched from the shadows, my claws digging into the earth as a wicked smile curled across my beak. Chrysalis had been easy to take—her mind was already filled with anger and bitterness, making it weak and pliable. She was now nothing more than a puppet, a tool for me to use as I saw fit.

I reveled in the power I still held, even in this weakened form. Though my magic wasn’t as strong as it had been in Amestris, it was enough to manipulate her. And with Chrysalis on my side, I had the beginnings of an army—a force that would help me spread chaos across Equestria.

Once I found Edward’s soul, I would use it to regain my full strength and return to Amestris. But for now, I needed more. More power, more control. I wasn’t just going to wait around for Edward to stumble into my claws. No, I was going to smoke him out, force him to come to me by taking over this pathetic world one small town at a time.

“Queen Chrysalis,” I called, my voice sharp and commanding.

Chrysalis turned her head toward me, her wings buzzing lightly as she trotted over. “Yes, Mistress?”

Mistress. It had a nice ring to it.

I gave her a cold smile. “How goes the army?”

“The changelings are ready to serve, Mistress,” Chrysalis said, her voice flat, devoid of the usual malice. “We have scouts spreading across Equestria, gathering information as we speak. They will be ready to attack at your command.”

“Good,” I purred, pacing around her. “But changelings alone won’t be enough. I need more power.”

Chrysalis blinked, her eyes still clouded with my hypnotic hold. “More power?”

“Yes.” I stopped in front of her, my eyes glowing faintly as I extended my magic, sending a pulse into the distance. I could feel another presence—one just as dangerous as Chrysalis, if not more so. Tirek.

I had felt his dark energy ever since I’d arrived in Equestria, festering and growing as he bided his time in hiding. His hunger for magic and power made him the perfect candidate for my control, and with him by my side, I would have the strength to crush any resistance in my way.

“Prepare your changelings,” I ordered. “We’re going to find Tirek.”

Chrysalis bowed her head obediently. “Yes, Mistress.”

A Few Hours Later

The trek through the forest was long and treacherous, but I could feel the pull of Tirek’s energy growing stronger with every step. His power was vast, even in his weakened state, and I knew that controlling him would be no easy task. But I wasn’t afraid. I’d dealt with beings far more dangerous than him before.

Chrysalis and her changelings followed close behind, their wings humming softly as we moved through the underbrush. The air was thick with tension, but I could feel the excitement bubbling up inside me. Tirek was close. I could practically taste his power on the wind.

Finally, we reached the mouth of a dark cave, deep in the heart of the forest. The air around it buzzed with dark magic, and a low growl echoed from within.

“Stay back,” I commanded Chrysalis and the changelings. “This is something I must do myself.”

Without waiting for a response, I stepped into the cave, my talons clicking against the cold stone floor. The darkness was thick, but I didn’t need light to see where I was going. I could feel Tirek’s presence like a beacon, drawing me deeper into the cave.

And there he was.

Tirek, the centaur of legend, sat in the shadows, his massive frame hunched over as he absorbed the dark magic of the cave. His red skin glowed faintly in the dim light, and his yellow eyes flickered as he noticed my presence.

“You dare approach me?” he growled, his voice deep and dangerous.

I smiled, my eyes glowing with the faint remnants of my hypnotic magic. “I’m not here to fight you, Tirek.”

Tirek narrowed his eyes, his muscles tensing as he stood to his full height. “Then what do you want?”

“I want your power,” I said calmly, my voice smooth as silk. “And in exchange, I’ll give you something you’ve wanted for a long time.”

Tirek snorted, his eyes gleaming with interest. “And what would that be?”

“Freedom,” I replied, stepping closer. “Freedom to drain the magic of Equestria. Freedom to take down the princesses and claim the throne for yourself.”

Tirek’s lips curled into a sneer. “You think you can offer me that?”

“I don’t think,” I said, my eyes glowing brighter as I extended my magic toward him. “I know.”

Tirek hesitated for a moment, his gaze locked with mine. I could see the greed in his eyes, the hunger for more power. But just as I expected, he was no match for my magic—not in his current state.

I sent out a pulse of hypnotic energy, and Tirek’s body stiffened, his eyes glazing over as my magic slipped into his mind. He was strong, but not strong enough. His will crumbled under the weight of my control, and soon, he was mine.

His shoulders sagged, and his head bowed. “What... do you command, Mistress?”

I grinned. “Gather your strength, Tirek. You and Chrysalis will be my generals. Together, we will take Equestria by force.”

Tirek nodded slowly, his eyes still clouded with my magic. “Yes... Mistress.”

With Chrysalis and Tirek under my control, my army was nearly complete. I could already feel my strength returning, my magic growing stronger with every step I took toward domination.

Back at the Base

Chrysalis’ changelings swarmed the forest, moving with deadly precision as they prepared for my next orders. Tirek stood nearby, his muscles rippling with raw power as he began absorbing the magic of the land around us. Together, they were a force to be reckoned with, and soon, I would lead them in a march across Equestria.

My plan was simple. We would take over small towns, one by one, crushing any resistance that dared stand in our way. The princesses wouldn’t be able to stop us—not with Tirek draining their magic and Chrysalis’ changelings spreading fear and chaos across the land.

And while we sowed chaos and destruction, I would search for him.

Edward.

His soul was somewhere in this world—I could feel it. It was faint, distant, but it was here. Once I found him, I would tear his soul from whatever pathetic form it was trapped in and use it to restore my full power.

And then... then, I would return to Amestris.

I grinned to myself, pacing in front of my two new puppets. Mustang, Alphonse—they thought they had seen the last of me. They thought Edward was safe in another world, beyond my reach.

But they were wrong. So very wrong.

“Prepare the changelings,” I commanded Chrysalis. “We’re going to take the first town by dawn.”

“Yes, Mistress,” Chrysalis said, bowing her head.

Tirek stood silently beside her, his eyes glowing faintly as he absorbed more magic from the surrounding area. Soon, his power would be unstoppable, and with him leading the charge, no town would be able to resist us.

I spread my wings, feeling the thrill of power surge through me. This was only the beginning. The small towns of Equestria would fall, one by one, until I found Edward.

And when I did, nothing would stop me from taking his soul and returning to Amestris to finish what I had started.

The chaos was only beginning.