A/N: The long anticipated Fma fic. Enjoy!

Disclaimer: I do not own Fma or anything related to it, except this story. If I did, Winry would have died in Hughes' place...

Alphonse slowly began to come to his senses, groggily opening his eyes and taking in his surroundings. He could not feel any pain, but was utterly confused about where he was. Thoughts on the whereabouts of his brother came to him as h sat up, cradling his slightly pounding head in his small hands. Al noticed the tall buildings on either side of him and the narrow alley he was sitting in. Knowing he obviously was not in his house in Resembool, Al steadily got to his feet and stumbled to the end of the alley. Blinding light met his eyes as he reached up to shield them. This confused him even more, considering that when he was with Ed last it had been the middle of the night. However, the sight in front of him confused, if not startled, him more.

Before Alphonse was a bustling city bigger than any town he had visited as a child, even busier than Dublith. Curious of his whereabouts, he wandered down the street, not having the slightest idea where he was headed.

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Second Lieutenant Maria Ross and her partner, Sergeant Denny Brosh, strolled down Main Street in Central City, patrolling the streets just in case something happened. News of the assassination of King Bradley by General Mustang had caused some distress amongst the people and a few groups had rebelled against the new-set government.

They were currently discussing their friend and superior, Edward Elric, and his second disappearance with his brother, Alphonse. General Mustang, now hospitalized with extensive injuries, had claimed to have met and talked with Ed before he left to get his once again kidnapped brother back. No one had seen or heard of the brothers since and the duo was discussing the possible reasons why they could be taking so long to return.

Brosh was in the middle of one of these accusations when Ross cut him off.

"Sergeant, does that boy over there look lost to you?" she questioned, gesturing to a young boy no older than ten wandering aimlessly with an obviously confused look on his face.

"Now that you mention it, yes. Poor kid must have gotten separated from his parents. Let's lend him a hand." Brosh responded as he directed there walk into the lost boy's direction.

"Excuse us, little guy, are you lost?" The boy nodded hesitantly. "Do you need help finding your way? Where are your parents?"

The young boy's eyes darkened suddenly, his face one of guilt partly hidden behind his hair. "J-just my brother," He responded quietly, barely above a whisper, "My parents are...gone." he choked out that last word after a pause, with difficulty that surprised the pair. The boy's eyes started to water as he started to speak again. "All I have is Brother...but I can't find him!" sobbed the boy, tears now freely streaming down his face.

Ross, feeling sorry for the boy, offered him a hug, which he gladly accepted. Brosh on the other hand nervously leaned away from the hug, not quite comfortable with the boy's tears. An idea came to his mind that could stop them.

"Hey kid, what if we helped you find him? Where was the last place you saw him? We'll start there."

Ross shot her partner a we're-on-duty warning look as the now much calmer boy spoke again. "At our house...in Resembool..."

His answer took both of them by surprise, seeing as Resembool was a two-day trip by train from Central. They should know; they themselves had gone there to find the Elric Brothers when they were military fugitives. Something was not right here.

The Awkward pause was once again interrupted by the Sergeant. "Well, since we're not exactly in the area, let's head to Central Headquarters. That's probably the best place to report a missing person and also to find one." Brosh began walking to the building that was Central HQ, towering over the rest of the cities rooftops.

Grabbing a hold of the boys hand, Ross followed Brosh deeper into the city. "So," said Ross, trying to start a conversation, "What's your name? I'm Second Lieutenant Maria Ross and this," gesturing to Brosh,"is my partner, Sergeant Denny Brosh."

The boy smiled, a warm smile, and answered her promptly. "It's nice to meet you Miss Ross, Mr Brosh, my name's Alphonse. Alphonse Elric. But you can call me Al."

A/N: That's all I had time to post right now, should have the rest done or mostly done within the next few days. Hope you're liking it!