Whoo! Its my first FMA fanfic, so please R&R!
(Its rated T because its a bit darker then the stuff I normally write, so yup. Thats a bit more in the later chapters though.)
Disclaimer: I don't own Fullmetal Alchemist. But I do own an Ed blanket that my friend got me for my birthday! 8D
Footsteps echoed from somewhere outside of the door. They seemed so far away, but Riza knew they were close. They were too close. He was too close.
She quickly grabbed an old traveler's sack and a suitcase from under her bed. She dragged the bags to her closet and piled them high with clothes and necessities for the long trip ahead.
He was in the hallway now, so close to her room. She began to panic and collapsed onto her bed. Her bedroom began to spin and she gently closed her eyes, only to be brought back to reality by the pounding on her door.
"Let me in!" She shot up and ran to the bags. She slung the rucksack over her shoulder and zipped the suitcase. It was now or never. She breathed it and flung open the door. A cruel smirk slipped across her fathers face.
"Why hello Riza." Hate swelled inside of her and she threw the suitcase into his stomach.
"You sick bastard!" He fell to the floor and Riza ran past him and out of the house, stopping only to pick his gun and wallet off of the kitchen counter.
Well what am I supposed to do now? Rain poured down on her, steadily obscuring her view. Where am I going to go? Theres a boot camp the next down over, I can enroll there. If I can make it there alive. She trudged along, her arm growing weary from the weight of the suitcase. Maes goes there, at least… he wanted to a few years ago.
Several hours later Riza came upon a town, a small and seemingly expensive one, but a town nonetheless. She wandered around a few blocks until she found an Inn. The blonde quickly entered and walked up to the counter.
"Um, may I have a room for the night?" The lady peered down at her.
"And just how old are you?"
"I'm fifteen."
"Fifteen? Hmm… Old enough to be out on your own, but too young to be here by yourself. Do your parents know you're here, child?"
"My parents are dead," at least, one is and the other would be doing the world a favor if he was. "And what do you mean by I shouldn't be here by myself?"
"This is Desta. Theres an Alchemist academy down the road. If you're not careful you'll find yourself the subject of one of their tests."
"This is Desta? As in the Academy of Desta, Desta??" Her mind couldn't take all of the information it was being fed. "And I'm an Alchemist. I was looking for the academy."
The lady went rigid. "You're an Alchemist?"
"Yeah." Riza clutched her bag tighter. I bet this old hag is gonna throw me out for being one. She just seems like the type. Much to the blonde's surprise, the lady didn't advance on her; she just fished for something under the counter. She produced a large silver key and handed it to her.
"Good riddance. We haven't had an Alchemist stay here in ages, you can have one of the nicer rooms for free tonight."
Okay, short for a first chapter I know, I have a bad habit of doing that, but the next few chapters will be longer. I just wanted to get this story up.