This is my first fanfiction ever so here goes.

Disclaimer: I only own Nicole, nothing else.

Oh, and this is based off of the 2003 anime.

Introduction

Name: Nicole Destiny Mustang

Age: 17 (Ed is 16, and Al is 15)

Family: Older brother Roy Mustang (well sort of)

Background: I will give you the main basis of it, but will let you piece it together as the story progresses. Anyway, I am Roy Mustang's adopted sister. I have been through a lot of hardship in my life, and little seems to go well for me for some reason or another. That was until I became a part of the Mustang family. My adoptive parents didn't pay much attention to me but that's alright, I don't mind. I currently live with my brother, who can be a bit forceful and overprotective sometimes. I rebel to this and, his most recent attempts to get me a boyfriend. The two of us are known to have yelling matches over random topics and on occasion, I am known to pull a prank or two as revenge. During the day, I go to Central Head Quarters with him, and being as lazy as he is, he makes me do HIS paper work. I am a state alchemist, but only Roy, his subordinates, and the higher ups know about it. I do go on the occasional mission always accompanied by none other than the infamous (at least in my eyes) Flame Alchemist. There is a rumor on the streets about me though. They call me the hidden pocket watch and say I work for the good of the people. My actual state name is the BlueRose Alchemist. I can transmute without a circle and am versed in all types of alchemy.

*Flash Back*

My brother and I were sparring and practicing alchemy together. That day, someone decided to make a personal visit to see my brother. This person so happened to be the Fuhrer, who stood, from a distance in the shadows making sure not to be seen, intently watching. He was quite impressed by how a young girl of only eight could be so experienced in both physical combat and alchemy. I kept up well with Roy until he made one wrong move. (Of course, he was going easy on my. After all, I were quite young compared to him.) I swung my leg out underneath him, causing him to fall on his back, knocking the breathe out of him. While he laid there, clearly defeated by his younger sibling, I clapped your hands and slammed them into the ground. In between them appeared a blue rose. Giggling, I took the flower and laid it on his chest. The sound of light applause filled the air from behind me. Hearing this I jumped and quickly turned around in surprise.

"My, my, aren't you quite the young lady, Miss Mustang," said the Fuhrer walking towards the two of us. Roy was still on the ground with the flower on his chest and was just starting to regain his breath.

"Thank you, Sir," I replied quietly.

"S-sir," stuttered your brother. Still out of breath, he rose and snapped to attention, the rose falling to the ground.

"At ease Major, I would actually like to talk with you, if you could spare a moment of your time."

The two men were in the living room of the apartment we shared, leaving me on my own.

"Major, I would like to congratulate your nomination for a promotion."

"Promotion?" my brother questioned as his face lit up just like when he was playing with his gloves. (This was before the war where we both changed drastically.)

"Yes, Major, you are being possibly promoted. Congratulations in advanced on becoming a Colonel. Also, after that wonderful display, I would like to offer your sister a spot as a state alchemist."

"But, Sir, she's only eight."

"Precisely, no one would expect it."

"She's just a child!"

"She would be under your command, and I would excuse her from the test. Also, no one, but the higher ups, like myself, and anyone the two of you trust enough to tell, would know. I guarantee it would be kept a secret, what do you say?"

"That sounds wonderful, Sir," my small voice said from around the corner leading off to the bedrooms. "I accept your offer."

Both men turned to see me with a small smile on my face. I had been listening to the entire conversation. The Fuhrer smiled back, while my brother stood with his mouth slightly open.

Abilities: I am versed in all types of alchemy and can preform them without a circle. (I have not commit the taboo, but I did see the gate. I don't remember how or when, but will find out why later on in the story.) I can also produce a shield and its presence has the look of a light sparkling mist. With this shield, I can tightly wrap it around myself and others nearby making all within it become translucent to all but myself. In addition to these powers, I have one other power. I can let others "see" my memories and with their permission, I can recall their own to them and even see them myself. The reason for my unique powers will be revealed later.

Appearance: I have dirty-blonde hair that goes down to about my waist, though I prefer to keep it in a high ponytail. My eyes change color with my mood, though they are normally blue. I are a mere 5 foot 1, which is quite short for your age, and one inch shorter than Edward Elric.

Personality: I am known for having a façade of a shy, quiet and polite young lady. Once others get past this though, I become a devious, chatty and quite outgoing person. Ever since I was involved in the Ishbalan War, I show little of my emotions to anyone, very much like Roy. The only time I allow them to truly be shown is around my brother and Riza, who has become my best friend.

I am highly defiant when it comes to something that I detest, and I am not fond of comments about my height, or rather lack thereof. Unfortunately for my brother, who likes to tease and torment me about such things, I am getting better at controlling my temper and my reactions to those types of comments. Although, I do not react as much as I use to, he still attempts to annoy me because, apparently, it amuses him to see me aggravated, of course he despises my payback later. (Now you know where he came up with the idea of picking on Ed about his height and where the comments have most likely come from.)

If you would like to see a picture of Nicole, there is a link on my page.