Why, hello. Well, I'm I-Breached-UR-Security and I've been writing fanfiction for almost two years, mainly Code: Lyoko and a small bit of Naruto. This is my first attempt at a Full Metal Alchemist fanfic. It will have OCs in it, (EdwardXOC and some EdwardXWinry.) I'm not sure how many, but there will be, and I claim all original characters. I don't own Full Metal Alchemist or anything along the lines in it. I will use songs in some chapters, (like this one, which is Broken, by Lindsay Haun) and I will give credit for the owner's whenever I do. By the way, her name is prounounced "k-eye-ree." Thank you for reading! Be sure to review. :D
Wake up to a sunny day
Not a cloud up in the sky
And then it starts to rain
My defences hit the ground
And they shatter all around
So open and exposed
My first memory? My mommy.
I can remember her standing over my crib, smiling, talking to me. I don't remember what she said, which is a big deal, since I have an extremely good memory. If I've been hurt before, I don't forget.
My father wasn't around much after I turned three, mainly because of his job: dog of the military, the Blood Alchemist himself. His name was given because he used to be able to use alchemy in order to fry someone's blood from the inside. Not something I'm proud of.
But I found strength in the struggle
Face to face with my troubles
Mommy died when I was four.
I remember because I was there.
She walked in the house while I was at the table, carrying a blanket she'd bought in town that day. She went upstairs with it, and set it on her bed. I could hear her above me; I continued to stuff my face with a scrambed egg. I loved her food.
When mom reached the top of the stairs, she fell. All the way down, clomp, clomp, clomp. I was home alone with her, and my father wasn't due home for two days. I sat there for a minute and waited for her to get up and say, "Oh, clumsy me." Laugh, do something. But she didn't move. I didn't grasp the concept of death until shortly after that, so I got down from the table.
Mommy's eyes were closed and blood was dripping from the corner of her mouth. I assumed she was sleeping, so I shook her. Her body was still warm with life, and I guessed she was very tired so I shouldn't wake her up. I ran upstairs and grabbed the blanket, then covered her up with it.
When you're broken
In a million little peices
When you're trying
But you can't hold on anymore
I waited for her to wake up all day, and I got hungry again at dinnertime, so I finished my eggs. I'd never been much of an eater, so it wasn't much of a problem.
I tucked myself in, but Mommy still wasn't awake when I woke up the next day. "Are you sick, Mommy? Should I get the doctor?" I touched her arm, and it was cold as ice. "You're cold, Mommy. I'll get you a blankie." I remember her pale face, the way she didn't twitch, didn't breathe. I remember how I didn't understand, so I skipped upstairs, grabbed a blanket and a pillow, the ran back down to my mother.
I propped her head with the pillow, covered her with another blanket, and brought her my stuffed dog, Tibby. She "slept" through the whole day.
Every tear
Falls down for a reason
Don't you stop beleiven
In yourself
When you're broken
I got hungry again, and opened the fridge. I took out an apple, ate it, went to bed, and woke up early the next morning to the sound of a car.
"Daddy's home, daddy's home!" I cried happily, rushing down the stairs and passed Mommy, then right out the door and into my father's waiting arms. He had other officers with him, all dressed in blue,
"Oh, Kairi, I missed you. Where's your mother?"
"Daddy, Mommy fell down the stairs." I talked seriously. "Now she's sick and I can't wake her up."
"What?" A look of disbelief flashed across his face, but I'd never been one to make up stories, so I took his hand and brought him to where Mommy lay.
"She was cold, so I gived her blankies and a pillow." My mother's face was white and she lay entirely still, her long blond hair stretched around her face. My father's wail surprised me. "Daddy? Daddy?"
The other officers surrounded us, looks of sympathy stretched across their faces.
Little girl don't be so blue
I know what you're going through
Don't let it beat you up
The funeral was sad. I remember my father pulling my blond hair back into pigtails and putting me in a black dress. Everyone wa sad. Right then and there was when my father explained death to me.
"Everything that lives has to die." He said softly. "It's the way this world works. But there's no written rule anywhere that says they have to stay dead. I'm going to get your mother back for you." I hugged him, happymy mother would be coming back.
My father didn't even attempt to keep his foolish promise until I was eight.
Hitting walls and getting scars
Only makes you who you are
It only makes you who you are
I remember that day so well. We lived in the middle of nowhere, so no one was around. It rained all day, but it was crystal clear by night fall. That was when my father attempted human transmutation.
I didn't understand; I'd never even tried alchemy back then. He just told me to sit in the corner while he drew a strange circle in the middle of our wooden floor. He threw a bunch of ingrediants in the center of it.
"Kairi, watch me. I'm bringing your mother back." He clapped his hands together, then touched the circle with them. Light blue colors started to swirl around him, while I curled up under a wooden chair, not afraid, not understanding how terrified I should have been.
No matter how much your heart is aching
There is beauty in the breaking
Yeah, yeah, yeah
It was then that everything in the room turned black, but right in front of my father stood a big, golden door. It opened, and little faces stood on the other side. Evil-looking, wriggling snakes flew out, right past him, and grabbed me.
I screamed, and I thought I was melting, They were dragging me through to the other side. I screamed loudly then, because I'd finally learned fear. "Kairi! Kairi!" I felt his hand on my foot, and he threw me back, hard. I hit the wall, then the ground, and watched as they wrapped around him like leeches and dragged him through. They turned back for me.
I did what any sensible person would have done: got up and ran. I was scared for my life at that point. So when I got outside, as if on cue, the sky opened up and it rained hard on my head. I slipped and fell into the mud, then turned around on my back. There they were, the evil little bugs, frozen, staring at me. I clapped my hands like I'd seen my father do, then touched them to the ground. A half-sphere of mud formed around me.
That was my first alchemy.
When you're broken
In a million little peices
And you're trying
But you can't hold on anymore
Every tear
Falls down for a reason
Don't you stop beleiven in yourself
When you're broken
When I awoke, I was still in my Mud-gloo and it had stopped raining. I ran to the edge and kicked my way through. I jogged to the house, out of breath, exhausted. When I opened the door, my heart pounding, it was deserted, except for a heap laying on the floor in the middle of my father's circle. I stepped toward it. That was supposed to be my mother.
Better days
Are gonna find you once again
Every peice will find it's place
When I looked down, I saw her. It was her face, and she looked beautiful as always. But she didn't open her eyes, and she didn't move. Just as though she'd fallen down the stairs again.
I started to cry, but stopped myself. I covered her with a blanket, went upstairs, and picked up a backpack.
When you're broken
Oh, when you're broken
When I was packed, with alchemy books, clothing, and a little food, I left.
I didn't bother looking back, I just walked forward, wondering what I was supposed to do next. I was just an orphaned eight year old. Living more than twenty miles from anyone, I ran up the road until I grew tired, then walked. I kept going. I didn't cry.
It was hard.
When you're broken
In a million little peices
And you're trying
But you can't hold on anymore
Every tear
Falls down for a reason
Don't you stop beleiven in yourself
When you're broken
But I lived.
My name is Kairi Sierra Alkamime.
This is my story.
Chapter oooooooooooneeeeeee. Review! :) And sorry it's not really FMA right now, but it shall be soon, I promises!!! :D