Hello there...
I wrote something different and I hope you'll like it. I also wanted to thank my rewiewers. I really didn't supposed that "10 rules" would be liked by anyone...so. I'm surprised and happy.
Roy: Are you serious? Only two reviews and you are happy?
Me: Well, yes. I am.
Roy: Woman, you amaze me.
Me: Ok, are you done? I'm trying to write here.
*silence*
All right. I adopted him (for now) so you'll have to deal with him joining my comments.
I don't own FMA. Only few characters are mine...but nvm. Just stay away from Caly and I'll be nice.
Another thing: I like reviews a lot and I really appreciate them. Any of them. So please, don't be afraid to leave me one after reading. This story might get much longer...but it depends on number of reviews. I need to know if you want me to continue or not.
Rated M for later chapters (violence, language, sexual themed scenes. Maybe even yaoi/yuri. But that's nothing sure.)
You have been warned.
It was late at night. Well, maybe not that late.
Dim lanterns light was slipping trough cracks in heavy curtains that covered windows.
Room was all dark despite areas illuminated by warm candle light.
Door was safely locked, alchemical circle still visible around the place where knob should be.
All furniture was moved from the center of the room where a huge transmutation circle was painted. Red liquid which was used to make the circle was slowly drying...also on palms of person who sat in the middle of the circle.
Her bright, blue eyes shined when she turned another page of old-looking book. It was still dusted and now it's pages were covered in this same red substance that covered girl's hands. No doubt it was blood.
-So that's why you hate me so much...?
Shaky whisper escaped thin, a bit swollen lips.
Once again a single tear trailed down the pale cheek and disappeared somewhere in collar of white shirt.
-Fine. -The girl threw the book into corner of the room, now filled with various papers.-So let it be.
She smiled bitterly, once again picking up forgotten dagger. She didn't even noticed when blade cut her middle finger. She didn't even winced when wounded finger traced wooden floor, leaving a bloody mark. Another and last line of transmutation circle. She stood up and, ignoring light-headed feeling caused by loss of blood, took one more critical look at her work. Every single line and curve was perfect. Just like she wanted. She sighted deeply.
Her look lingered at another book which was resting on her desk.
Alchemy.
-How ironical. It was you who showed me Alchemy. And it was also you who told me that I am nothing but useless, vulnerable bastard who will never be able to use it.-She smirked and knelled down.-Watch me now, daddy.
She wiped her hands in her trousers. She didn't wanted to destroy the circle after all...It took her too much time to paint it. And she had neither time nor blood to paint another one. She took a deep breath and placed her palms on edges of the circle.
-Please. Please. Please...-She closed her eyes and whispered.-I need this to happen. I am to weak to fight him. I am to weak to make my dreams come true. If you hear me now, please, make me stronger. -Her voice was steady but her hands were shaking. String of black smoke started to escape from under her palms and every line of the circle.-Make my body able to withstand a normal training. Make my mind capable to remember formulas and all circles and signs. Connect my body with elements. Just make me stronger and I will give you whatever you want.
There was silence disturbed only by girl's steady breathing. Her long, blond, almost white hair tied in a braid fell to the floor.
-You have nothing to exchange.
Air started to vibrate. Voice was deep and sounded like from another world.
In one moment everything was silent. Even girl's breathing stopped. Her orbs widened.
All she could do was to rush to her desk, pick up book which was on it and throw it out. The window scattered into small pieces.
...It was only second before flames swallowed everything.
