AN: Hello, and thanks for reading! I want to let ya'll know that this is based on the 2003 FMA and Conquer of Shamballa. Ed and Al's ages are based on the end of COS, where Edward is 18 and Alphonse is 13; this is information that I gained while watching. At the end of it they are five years apart. Since I am the creator I have decided to stop Ed and Al's aging. They stop at 25 and 20. I make no promises to you how quickly I will update, and how clear it will be either. My brain works strangly and sometimes I do not understand how I have written it either. Therefore, dear readers, I ask that you forgive me and stick with it. Thanks; and I do not own FMA.
Death surrounds me; I can smell the blood that has been shed. It overwhelms my system. I can feel myself falling, no longer able to stand on my own. What I see now is not meant for my eyes, I should not be able to see this. I have traveled to the past once again. Here no one can see me, or hear my scream. I am afraid; no matter how many times I see this scene, I cannot help but to cry out in fear. In front of me, a boy with golden eyes and long braided hair falls in pain. He has been fighting for himself and his brother, yet he will not win.
I know what is going to happen next, I have seen it repeatedly. Envy will kill the youth. "Stop, please stop. I cannot take this anymore," I scream out as I jolt out of bed. I can feel my hear racing, sweat drips down my face as I realize that tonight's dream has ended early. "Mae, are you all right?" As I hear my uncle, I know that in a matter of seconds he will be in my room. I look up as my door slams open, rushing inside is my Uncle. "Oh Mae, did you have the dream again? I am so sorry; I wish I knew how to stop it." I shake my head sadly, "Uncle, I can handle it; I know that my dream was not the end for him. If it were would I be sitting here?'
My name is Mae Elric, and I am alive even though it is impossible. The reason it is impossible. Well, my father was born in 1899 (as Wikipedia states) and my birthday is May 6, 1998 (based on the current year being 2013); thus making me 15 and putting my father at the age of 99 when I was born. You want to know a funny thing; my father was only physically twenty-five when I came to be. Even stranger, my Uncle stopped aging at the age of twenty. As you can see it should be impossible for me to be on the earth, yet here I am.
"Uncle Alphonse, why do you think I keep reliving these memories?" "The only thing I can think of is the gate, but even that does not make sense. What have you asked for in exchange? I believe that the gate might be returning a part of your father, since it took him from you. Equivalent exchange after all." As I listened to my Uncle, I could not help but understand that what he said might be true. The gate took from me but it had not been equal.