Heya! So here I am, once again, I'm torn into pieces, can't deny it, can't pretend, just thought I could be dedicated to writing fanfic! Haha, so anyways, this is something new I am trying out since I can't seem to stay with one plot at a time. This way, if I just come up with a short hing, I can put it here, or if I come up with a longer thing, I can still put it here. All of these chapters will have specific titles based off which story this pertains to, but none of them will be in order! If I manage to finish one, I will make a separate 'story' on here with all of the chapters together as one, and I'll title it "The Lost Chronicles: [insert au/story name here]". Make sense?

Summary: A young teen makes a big mistake one night, that is going to change her life forever.

Type: Story, Self-Insert/OC

Pairings: None planned so far.

Trigger Warnings: I don't think there is any in this part, tell me if you think otherwise so I may edit it!

Disclaimer: I do not own FMA, FMA:B, or any of the characters associated. The only things I own are the plots and original characters.


"Mother"

Snow

Part 1/?


I am a side character. Nothing interesting ever happens to me. Or if something does happen, it's predictable. It's boring. It's some love triangle that happens, that the outcome is so obvious that it hurts. It hurts to be the one who succeeds. It hurts to know you're the one to fail. It hurts to love, and know the ending.

I am a side character. I have friends who have strange things happen to them often. I have one in particular who has certain dreams of a boy she'd never met or seen, who asks her for help, or who talks to her for a short while. She is going to write a book about him. We joke, that she is the main character of this story, that she will go on an adventure when this stranger shows up. I will support her, but I'd be left behind. Or die, and become her motivation to succeed.

I am a side character. It snowed. I had pulled on rainboots and cotton gloves and ran outside, eager to play in it. My mother had followed, shouting at me to put on more clothing, to wear more than the 4-extra large, tall, men's green plaid flannel shirt I was wearing like a dress and the black leggings I was wearing with it. I'd told her it was fine, and was outside until my body was going numb. I came in and drank hot cocoa and curled up under blankets while my sister ran around in actual winter clothing.

I am a side character. It was around midnight when my friend, and neighbor, asked if I wanted to walk around in the snow. We had agreed it looked so much prettier at night. So, I had snuck on my boats and gloves, stole my mother's raincoat, and opened my window. The door would be too loud, and would wake my parents, who slept downstairs. I had an upstairs bedroom. I looked out and saw my neighbor, standing in the sidewalk, laughing at my antics and begging me to be careful. I told him it was fine.

I am a side character. I put my feet first, like a slide, and inched out my window until I was able to pull it closed. There was snow on that roof, surrounding my legs and numbing them considerably. Once that window was closed, though, I had tried to stand. I couldn't risk sitting in the snow too long, or I'd freeze! But, that snow had been there all day. The shingles weren't just shingles that night- because under them had been ice. I fell, shrieking, off that roof. It wasn't that long of a fall, but unfortunately I had hit my head on the metal gutter, then on the ground. I blacked out.


When I awoke, there was white. Everywhere. I was cold, and I thought that maybe I was staring at the snow. Except I was standing up.

"Hello."

My eyes looked up towards the shadowed outline of a feminine form. She wasn't the skinniest of girls, with a large tummy outlined and thick thighs obvious. The voice that came from the feminine form, however, was strange.

"Who-who're you? Where am I? What was I…?" I questioned, rapidly, trailing off as I attempted to remember. The form laughed.

"Wonderful questions, little girl! I suppose you're wondering why you're here?"

I crossed my arms over my belly, hugging myself as I stared at that entirely white face. "Well, yeah. I-I think I was about to go to sleep… Is this a dream?"

It laughed again. "No no, I assure you this is all real! As for why you're here… You're here because you aren't supposed to be."

"... What?"

It grinned. "Exactly! You must have done something incredibly wrong to end up here! Except you did nothing that should have prompted you coming here!"

I could feel goosebumps prickling my skin from the cold I felt, the hair on my neck raise at the excited voice. What?

"Then, u-uhm, se-se-se-se," I paused, rolling my eyes at my stutter. "Send me back!"

"Oh, well I can't do that. You can only go where you're going!"

"Stop talking in riddles!"

"Well child, it seems like this is goodbye."

I huffed a frustrated, confused breath, prepared on asking another question, when something loudly began open behind me. I turned around to see a giant stone door opening, symbols that seemed strangely familiar to me carved into it in the shape of something vaguely like a flower bud. If you squinted.

That's when hands began to pour out of the door- Gate my mind supplied- and I felt my heart skip a beat. I stepped backwards, tried to run, but those hands latched on. I screeched, yanked away from them, tried to hit them, anything to get them to let go, but nothing was working. I cried out as I was pulled into that Gate, reaching for the figure of shadow as it waved goodbye with an inhumanly wide grin.