Summary: A boy who lost his limbs to save his family. A girl who lost her sight to see her brother again. This was the price the Whitewood siblings paid to bring someone back from the dead. It was a price that would lead them to the glory and disaster of the military. What happens when their fates get tangled up with the Elric brothers? One thing is for sure: They're not afraid to shed some blood to get what they want.


|Chapter 1: The Day We Became Creatures|


1907

It was a beautiful day for the little girl.

She could hardly stop giggling. She let the wind carry her raven black hair through the sunlight of the day. Her clear blue eyes squinted in joy as she danced across the field of lush grass and quaint flowers. Even if her shoes drowned in mud, she didn't stop frolicking. It was like at that moment the entire world belonged to her.

A wide, innocent smile crossed her face as she carefully tied the ends of the flower stems, making a flower crown out of small, vibrant roses. She gasped as a thorn sliced through her thumb, causing tears to welt up within the eight year old's eyes. With a soft whine, she shoved her bloodied thumb in her mouth and continued on the soft white flower crown. When she returned her thumb from her mouth, a small, red cut laid on the print of her thumb. It stung with a furious bite, yet the little girl held back her tears. Instead, her smile returned as she tied the last end of the flower crown. She giggled and raised the tied roses to the sky, letting the sunshine joy and and goodness upon them. That's what her mother always said, anyways.

"Brother!" She called out "brother, I'm done!"

She quickly wiped her bloodied finger of her dress and darted to the small house. It was a rather quaint house, built for a small family of perhaps three or four. Very few windows lined its walls, instead were taken up by crawling green ivy and light, smooth stone. Flowers and plants sat abundantly all around the house, a garden of beauty and shade.

The clear blue eyed girl hopped up to the door knob and swung it open, her flower crown tight in her fist.

"Brother!" She called out "brother, where are you?"

With no answer, she rushed through the hallway and glanced through each doorway.

"Grandma? Do you know where Alric is? Or you still out at the market?" She asked, as though someone would actually answer her. It didn't take her long to inspect every single room in the house, it wasn't like it had its rest to be discovered. With a sigh, she huffed and crossed her arms. She hopped into a chair and let her head slam into the table.

"Where could big brother be…?" She mumbled to herself. Her eyes widened in realization.

The little eight year old girl nearly fell from her chair as she burst through the door again, revealing the outside world. She ran to the back of the house, and nearly skidded into a giant, wooden shed that lead to the bottom of the house. A smile of relief crossed her face as she saw the lock open, and tossed in a forest in tall grass.

"Here you are!" She exclaimed. That smile soon fell and quickly turned to frustration as she struggled to even lift the door. With a big huff, she swung the giant door open, knocking her off her feet. She didn't even bother to cry as she usually did. She was on mission.

"Brother?" She called out as she darted into the cellar "Are you doing Alchemy again brother? Without me?!"

She narrowed her eyes and pouted like any little girl would. More determined than ever to give her big brother a flower crown, she narrowed her eyes and stomped her way down the steps.

"Brother, if you're doing alchemy down there, it won't be pretty!" She yelled "I made something for you too! St-"

She made it down the last step and saw everything. She stepped down and saw the chaos and peace of the basement, and rolled up into one sick, room.

She saw the circle.

"B-b-bro-brother…" Were the only works that the little girl could muster. Her eyes widened and trembled as much as her body did. The flower crown fell from her hand and rolled off the steps, next to a little green t-shirt and brown pants, deprived of anone to wear them. Next to the circle.

"Brother!" She screamed out. Tears streamed from her eyes, coating her face. She slid right next to the forgotten pile of clothes and clung onto them with all her might.

"Brother! Alric!" She cried out from her painfully raw throat "Where are you!?"

Then she heard a groan.

A gasp escaped her throat, causing the empty clothes to float out of her hand and back to the ground. She slowly turned her head, and stared in terror at the center of the circle.

"A-ah…." She couldn't scream at the top of her lungs. She couldn't cry out all of her tears. She couldn't even run away. Not with the monster in the circle.

Whatever flesh or skin it has was a charred black color. Its decayed bones stuck out from its deprived body, like fragile sticks in a pile of leaves. It stunk of decayed flesh, as though it was left to rot for months. And it's eyes. It's godforsaken eyes. They were just two empty holes in its skull, black and never ending.

She screamed,

"No!" She sobbed. She rushed back to the pile of her brothers clothes and buried her face into its fabric "you couldn't have! You couldn't! We were supposed to do it together! Together! TOGETHER!"

Her raw, shrill voice echoed through the cellar, a pathetic cry for help that no would would have heard. Through her blurry tears, she stated down at the little white flower crown, lightly bruised but still thorny nonetheless. Her eyes shot open.

"I can't lose you! Not you too!" She yelled out. She snatched the flower crown from the floor and sliced through her fingers. She sliced through every fingertip and let her warm blood flow from her body.

"I only have you! I want you back!" Her shaky fingers formed a small seal upon the center of the green shirt, letting a few drops of blood fall onto his pants and onto the ground. Terror filled every inch of her being. She didn't know what would happen the moment she held her hands together. She didn't care.

"I WANT TO SEE MY BROTHER AGAIN!"

The little girl slammed her bloody hands together.

Everything from then on was a complete blur. She felt pain. She felt terror. She felt everything. Then she felt nothing. She felt like her soul was ripped out from her chest and stuffed back into the tiny, pathetic container that was her body. She saw everything. She saw the truth.

Then she saw nothing.

"B-brother?" Her hands clawed at the floor, desperately looking for anything "brother, are you here?"

Everything was coated in darkness. Everything was just a black, blank slate of the shadows of anything that came her away.

Her eyes widened as she heard a painful gurgle followed by the sound of a liquid drenching the floor. A gasp escaped her throat, causing her to reach out her hands in desperate search of the gut wrenching sound. She slammed her hands into the floor. She felt something warm and wet, yet not even the palm of her hands could be her eyes. It was all black.

"Ly...Lysandra…"

That voice. It was the voice she searched for.

"Brother!" She yelled "Brother! You're alright!"

"No...Lysan...Lysandra…" Alric's voice escaped his mouth weakly, as though his words were too much to bear.

"Brother, where are you? Everything is dark. Where are you?"

She continued crawl on her hands and knees, and shuffled through the mysterious wet puddle that swallowed her hands and knees. A smile of relief finally came to her face as she bumped into something warm. It felt like warm skin. Warm flesh.

Alric's eyes widened "Lysandra...your...your…"

"Get up and turn the lights on, brother…" Lysandra said weakly. She let her small, delicate hands trail across her brothers body. Her nails trailed down his stomach down to the highest point of his leg. When she continued however, her hand slammed into the liquid.

"Brother…" Her eyes widened "What are you…"

She brought her liquid covered hands to her mouth, and licked the substance like any other child. Right when the substance touched her tongue, she froze.

She threw up everything in her stomach

It tasted like blood.

"Where are your legs!?" The little girl screamed out. Her hands slammed into the giant puddle of blood that surrounded her brother. She clawed at Alric's body like a ferocious animal looking for its dinner. She found his shoulders, and desperately crawled her hands to his arms. Yet again, when his shoulder ended, so did his arm.

"BROTHER! YOU'RE ARMS! YOU'RE LEGS! WHERE ARE THEY!?" She cried out. Hot, steamy tears flooded from her small face, falling right into of her defenseless brothers face. Alric coughed, letting more blood spurt from his mouth and splatter onto Lysandra's horrified face.

Alric let his tired, emerald green eyes wander around his sister. It seemed they were the only thing working on his own body. But on his sister...

His eyes snapped open in terrified realization. "S-sister...your eyes...they're...white…"

"TURN ON THE LIGHT!" She screamed "I NEED TO SEE YOU'RE ALRIGHT BROTHER, PLEASE!"

Alric could hardly do anything to cease his sisters inhuman cries. He could hardly kick her with his legs are simply stumps. He could hardly slap her if his arms were simply shoulders. He could hardly do anything. He couldn't even scream high out to the heavens for help. So, with nothing else to do, his once clear, brightly lit emerald green eyes eyes settled back into their tired state.

Unknown to the little girl who couldn't see her brother, her flower crown sat soaked in a puddle of dark red blood. The once vibrant, white petals were sagging with the color of her brothers blood. A beautiful crimson red.

"What...have we done?" Alric whispered. He closed his tired eyes, ready to die. However, he knew fate was much too cruel to let that happen, even for the amount of blood that swam outside his body.

It was a disastrous day for the young boy.


Hey, I hoped you enjoyed this first chapter of this story. I wasn't planning to write a story for FMA, but I got addicted to it pretty fast. So, here I am. It took me a while to pick some characters and personal storyline for this fic, but after some thinking (and going through at least three different arcs), I thought a sibling centered relationship would work well. I've been wanting to write one for a while, so this seemed like the time and place to do it.

Here's the general premise:

-This will be a combination of the 2003 and 2009 anime. This will mainly follow FMA Brotherhood with some of the 2003 version of it sprinked in here and there. I personally like Brotherhood better, but I did like certain aspects that FMA 2003 had.

-As you might have already seen, this is an OC X Alphonse fic as well. This is not the focus of the entire story, but it is apart of it. I'm not much of a romance writer, so I guess this is my way of experimenting with relationships and such. Don't worry, I won't rush into things (I tend to take things slow in general anyhow...)

So that's it! Should I continue? I hope you enjoyed and I hope you stick around! Reviews are appreciated!

- X-Xepher-X