"My dear Watson, I do not know why I am writing to you. You know that I am no wordsmith. The process of turning fact into fanciful embellished narrative is your domain, not mine. Perhaps more significantly, though, there is little point writing to you because you are dead." Sherlock Holmes must track down an old enemy in a new time.

Watson suffers from one of those 'spontaneous time travel' diseases, which explains all of the inconsistencies in his narratives. A story about romance, friendship and how relationships can move between them without a gain or loss in value.

Everyone knows that Edward Elric died. He died a long time ago. In Xing, he's a footnote in the career of his surviving brother, Alphonse Elric, the Great Alchemist of the West. When someone decides that the Fullmetal Alchemist needs to return to the land of the living, it's up to Alphonse to deal with the soulless facsimile of his brother which is created.