Title: Fullmetal Alchemist: Amestris at War

Summary: After the Promised Day Al and Ed are drafted into the army as normal civilians, and they have to fight against Creta.

Rating: T for blood and language

Disclaimer: I don't own the characters, or really the storyline

Part 1, Chapter 1

Alphonse sat down for a moment after reading the letter that had been lying on his doorstep. Why...Why me, was all that he could think. Then he read over the letters contents again, and it did state that he, Alphonse, was being called to war against Creta, and that he was to leave to Central to be assigned to a platoon in three days tops. I can't go; I have a pregnant wife who needs me. WHY NOW. But Alphonse didn't say any of these things out loud and instead called his wife, May, in to talk to her.

"Yes, What is it, Alphonse?" she said as she walked in.

"Oh, just read the letter, and please don't get mad?" he asked almost begging. Then May read the draft notice, and exclaimed aloud, "WHAT, THEY CAN'T DO THIS."

"Actually, they can, May." Al said very softly.

"But it's not fair." she said, and the proceeded to sob.

"I know, May, but please calm down. I'll make it through alive, so you'll have nothing to worry about. Kay."

"I know." she said through her tears, "But…But why now."

"I honestly don't know why, but it most likely has something to do with the new advancements in the war. I should probably go tell Brother and Winry. Do you want to come along?"

"No, I think I should better stay here."

"Okay, I'll see you in a bit." He said trying to sound slightly cheerful, but not really pulling it off. Then he left the house that he had constructed near the Rockbell's home where Edward and Winry were living there alone, seeing as Pinako had just died one year ago.

He walked up the steps leading to the Rockbell's house grudgingly, and knocked on the door. There he stood waiting for a few seconds before Edward finally opened the door.

"Hey there, Al. What brings you here?" He asked his voice softening as he noticed Alphonse's expression.

"Well, can you let me inside first?"

"Sure I can." Edward said, and then he let Alphonse inside, and they both sat down on the couch. There Alphonse told his brother what had just occurred. By the end of it Edward was pacing around the room ranting about how they couldn't take his brother away from him, but Alphonse still just replied calmly, "its okay, Edward. I'll be fine." But Edward didn't listen to a word that he was saying, so Alphonse walked over to him and forced him to it down, and told him that it was going to be fine.

"I know, Alphonse, but I can't be sure, and I just don't want you to get hurt."

"Edward. Listen to me. I'll be fine. I just wanted to let you know; now I have to go back home, and get ready to leave. I'll probably be leaving tomorrow, so see you then." Alphonse said, then he got up from the couch while Edward just sat there processing what was going to happen in the next few days, and hoping sincerely that his little brother wasn't going to get hurt, or even worse, killed.

He decided to tell Winry what had happened as soon as she got back from the market, and he knew that she wasn't going to like the news.

"Hey Ed." Winry said as she walked in the door.

"Oh, hello, Winry." He replied. "I have to tell you something." He said next.

"Ok, then, what is it that you wish to tell me."

"Alphonsehasbeendraftedtothearmytofightinthewaraga instCreta." Edward said as quickly as possible.

"What was that?" she asked, "I think I heard something about Alphonse."

"He's been drafted," was all that Ed could say this time.

"Oh." She said, then immediately sat down on the couch and began to cry softly. "Can't you do anything to stop them?"

"No, the draft is irreversible."

"Oh God, what if he dies and we never see him again. Think about what May will be like, and their child will never get to know him. I don't think that May will be able to handle it, Ed"

"Al will be fine. Don't worry about him." If he managed to convince me that then I'm sure I can convince you, Ed thought. He finally did manage to calm her down, and she accepted the fact that Alphonse was going to go off to war against Creta in the next few days.

Then for a few minutes a horrible thought crossed her mind. That thought was one of Ed being drafted as well as Alphonse. NO, don't think about that. Just hope and pray that it won't happen, maybe if Ed does get drafted the war will end before he gets sent into battle. Yes, that's slightly better. Let's go with that thought. Then Winry continued on with making dinner for herself and her husband, Ed.

The next morning at Al and May's house, Alphonse was telling May what to do while he was gone.

"After I leave, take your things over to brother's house while I'm gone. I really don't want you to get lonely here by yourself."

"Okay, Alphonse, I'll do that, but just promise me one thing."

"Anything, May."

"Don't die." She said in a quiet solemn voice.

"Don't worry. I would never die if it meant that I couldn't see you again. Bye, May, I'll see you again first chance I get."

"Bye, Alphonse." And with that Al left the house for the Resembool station where he would be taking the next train to Central. Meanwhile May got all of her stuff together to head over to Ed and Winry's house. I hope I'll see him soon even if there is only a slight chance of him returning within the year.

_six months later _

The war with Creta was not going in favor with the Amestrians. It was getting to the point where Central had been evacuated and so had South City. Everyone, especially May, was extremely worried about Alphonse even though they had received a letter from him only two days ago. May was now very pregnant, and the baby was actually due in one month. They had found out that it was in fact going to be a baby boy, but they were still deciding on a name. (They were communicating through letters).

During the course of the war Alphonse had been promoted up from a private to a Command Sergeant Major (the highest rank you can get before becoming an officer) because it seemed that even though the division that he was fighting in was winning a majority of its battle, they were losing sergeants and other higher ranking officers left and right. Alphonse had not been using his alchemy for the majority of the war for in fear of being considered differently from the other men, but he did use it if the situation was dire, and it was part of the fact that he was promoted so many times.

Today was the day that a letter from the military of different sorts came. This letter was not as happy, but in fact was much more saddening. Today was the day that Winry read the letter of Edward's draft.