Edward Elric Powers Novels & Stories

Vrisha quizzed, "Yeah, I have never seen someone else control my power. What is it, Elias? Why did you ask us to do this all of a sudden?" Elias smiled, the same mysterious smile that Erica knew all too well. He replied, "I, too was curious as to why Erica's eyes change colour when she manifests her power. So I want to experiment with my theory and it worked". He looked thoroughly pleased. "And he starts speaking in riddles," Grey groaned. Elias chuckled, "Ah...I was wrong about your abilities Erica". Erica raised a quizzical brow. Elias smiled again. His eyes twinkled. In the light of flame torches, Erica saw the reverent look on his face. "Your element is Aether".

"Dreams are powerful Ward. Extremely powerful." Edward looked at Nicolas again. "Believe me I know."

Edward said and Ji Ming nodded. Staring at the back of this dangerous yet fatherly man, Ji Ming eyes moistened, he never thought that he will be going very far from him so soon. Knowing Edward was and knowing the power shift he held in the world, the father of thr seven overloads, the former ruler of united states underworld. He felt awe and at the same time fortunate to encounter such a man in his life. He knew one they are likely to separate but he never thought he would be the one to leave first. Although it's not that kind of permanent separation but regardless, it's still what it is.

I said patting Eri’s head. Then teenage Eri jumps on my back and wraps her arms around my neck “can you hold on my back?” I said “I can besides I always you due to your friendly aura” teenage Eri smiled “okay then” Eri put her feet in front of her, closed her eyes and started to amplify my power using her quirk, rewind “are you sure you can do this Eri?” I asked “yes I can Papa Incubus, *his powers was either weakened or lost now it’s time Arnold’s chance to use 100% of his powers”*” she said I felt my powers stronger “she’s using her rewind to regain my lost powers… wait that’s right before I was born as a human and inkling hybrid. I was a fusion of Tabuu, Smash Core, Galeem, Dharkon, Crazy

Light flashed on the surface he had stood on. Arth watched in amazement as a large snowflake symbol flashed and glowed on the floor. “What is this … power?” “Wrath of the Blue Dragon,” General Edric called. The snowflake he stood on flashed once again, but this time, blasting out a blue beam above, devouring him with intense light energies.

God sent an angel or what? I give him a suspicious look. “Are you sure?” I say hesitantly. I don’t even know him. How can he be so nice? It’s fishy nowadays. Erden shakes his head. “Certain.” I look around and breathe heavily. I don’t have any choice anyway. “Alright.” I breathe defeatedly. “See you later.” Eren waves a little at our car before we walk down the hill a little to reach that of Erden’s. He got an amazing black Porsche.

“Reed can control devices. But Elijah… you’re telling me he controls electricity *through* his body?” Stephan gives me a look that’s a little too knowing for my comfort. “Exactly. Reed’s power was more about manipulation. He could control machines, gadgets—anything electronic. But Elijah? He’s on a different level. He’s got electricity flowing through his very veins, to be used on will. And that’s what’s so dangerous about him.” Before I can say anything else, a sudden voice cuts through the low hum of conversation, loud and commanding. “Elijah!” I turn instinctively, my gut tightening as I hear that voice. And then, like a punch to the stomach, my eyes lock on the person calling out to him.

When I opened my eyes, I was on the ground, outside the circle. Elara was kneeling beside me, smiling. “You passed.” Elric stood back, arms crossed, but he looked rattled. I sat up slowly. “What did you see?” Elara answered first. “A power we haven’t seen in generations.” I turned to Elric. “And you?” He didn’t answer right away. He walked closer, crouched in front of me, eyes searching mine. “I saw someone who doesn’t know what she is yet,” he said quietly. “And that’s what makes you dangerous.”

MEANWHILE LAWRENCE'S HOSPITAL His dark pair of cold eyes were wet and red as his both hands were holding the wrinkled hand of his half dead birth giver tightly, expecting her to open her beautiful pearly eyes and look at him again. But there she was lying half dead... unconsciously. Jordan Lawrence was the man of strict and powerful rule, he was known to achieve anything he chooses to achieve with his power. But right here he was helpless. He was freaking helpless for only one thing, he cannot help his mother but to watch her lying on the bed with the support of all those machines attached to her body...

he shouts and everything around him including Edward goes flying into the air, Edward falls down with a huge thud and all the glowing butterflies are now scattered, way from the center of the mother of peace, all that remain from where they were standing is a great light which Edward cannot look into directly, he tries looking inside it but the light it to much for his eye, the butterfly start gathering around it and settles again. “Such behavior is unacceptable here, you should never raise your voice again at me chosen one, no one has done that, not even your forefathers” the mother of peace shouts at him and there is so much anger in her words. Edward still lying on the ground does not bel