Author's Note: Please be kind, as this is my first FMA fanfic. I have rearranged some of the events from both the manga and the anime to fit this story. Also, Maes Hughes isn't dead in this, nor is Scar.
Also- Sasharu (whom I already love dearly for being my first reviewer) was kind enough to point out that each epsidoes starts out with the fact that you can't create life from nothing. My character will explain will explain her alchemy later on in the story. Until then, please, keep that in mind. Thank you again, Sasharu for your review and bringing that to my attention. Much appreciated.
Disclaimer: I do not own FMA. I do own Ria Karma.
Fullmetal Alchemist
-and the-
Sin Alchemist
written by Ricochet941
-Prologue-
"Mustang, this had better be good."
Click. Clack. Click. Clack. Hundreds of boot-clad feet moved through the halls of Central Command at a rapid pace, running this way and that. Amongst the crowd moved two men, breaking the pace with their own leisurely stride. They wore similar uniforms, the only difference being the number of stars on their shoulders. They each bore a silver pocket watch, embossed with the State Alchemist Symbol.
"Now, Brigadier General, when have I ever let you down?" Roy Mustang flashed a smile towards his superior, and led the way into the Exam Facilities.
Brigadier General Grande, a tall, imposing man was taken back by what he saw before him. A single light shone on the middle of the floor, where the Alchemy Chair stood. It was always empty except for during exams, when applicants for the title of State Alchemist were put through a rigorous interview, beginning and ending immediately by proving their alchemic ability, or lack of, by sitting in the three-legged chair. But now, a young woman, whose dark black hair shielded her face from view, occupied the chair.
"Mustang, what's the meaning of this?" The Brigadier General rounded on the younger officer.
"Relax, Grande," A deep voice called from the shadows. "You are about to witness the alchemy of the first prodigy to come through since Fullmetal."
"Fuehrer King Bradley, forgive me," Grande saluted the shadow.
"Of course. Now kindly take a seat, so we can see exactly what Mustang's newest discovery is capable of."
Grande and Mustang both took their places in the shadows, and focused their gazes on the young girl. Even with all of the commotion surrounding their entrance, Grande could see clearly that the girl had not moved. Not a hair was out of place, not even moving in sync with her breath.
"State your name."
"Ria Karma," A voice, clear and hard, came from the living doll in front of them.
"You've passed the first test, Miss Karma, by sitting in the chair of Alchemy. It rejects those who are unworthy of the title of alchemist, those who do not understand the balance of life, humanity, and the world. Congratulations. The next step; please, why don't you show us a little of your alchemy?"
Without a word, the girl stood gracefully from the chair. At her waist hung a small silk drawstring bag, which she pulled loose from the loop of her belt. She pulled gently on the little bag to open it, and poured a smile pile of what appeared to be sand into her hand. She placed her left hand over her sand filled right. When she broke them apart, a ball of green flames sat where the sand had been. It did not burn her, a fact that surprised every member of the exam board. It lit up her face, showing a determined look etched upon the young girl. After a moment, she blew the flames out, and closed her hand tightly. She knelt down, and placing her hand at an angle on the floor, she opened her hand.
"Chirp!"
Out of her hand, tumbled a fluffy, yellow chick, chirping and hopping around. She stood up, and faced the panel of men across from her.
Boldly, she addressed them. "With the right elements I can bring back the dead, and create new life." She paused. "That is my alchemic skill."
//-//
I, Fuehrer King Bradley, bestow upon thee, Ria Karma, the title of Sin Alchemist.
For your alchemy is a sin among men and gods.
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