A/N: Hey everyone! Theira here! (Finally!) Sorry I haven't had the chance to post anything! I've been busy with school stuff, and just being plain lazy! Anyway, I'm here with a storyline now! Okay, to make something clear; this IS a Fullmetal Alchemist fanfic, even though none of the real characters are appearing. They will come later. The story takes place in Xerxes with two of Amari and I's OCs, Sinclaire and Acario Noire. These two have a major part and their lives will soon collide with the original characters created my Hiromu Arakawa. With that in mind:
I DON'T OWN ANYONE OR ANYTHING IN THE FULLMETAL ALCHEMIST SERIES. (I only share ownage with Sinclaire and Acario and claim ownage to my own story idea.)
WELL, ENJOY!
.::Prologue::.
Everything is gone now…
Everything that once surrounded me has been reduced to rubble,
Fading away with the sands of time.
Not only that, but everyone is gone now.
Steafán, Deyanira, Geovanni;
Even the old man and Solaris.
This once beautiful and prosperous desert,
Filled with millions of intellectual civilians of philosophy and alchemical knowledge,
Is nothing more than what a desert ruin should be;
A wasteland.
I stand here and look at what was once a shelter that I would take refuge.
It's nothing more than just a pile of stone and wood now,
Being covered with the tides of sand.
I walk around and I can still hear the screams of the people,
Picturing the terror on their faces as the flames spread and debris flies around,
Blood coating the stone walls and the sand.
I clench my fist.
That damn bastard Hohenheim of the Light…
He was the main cause of this.
He brought that thing into this world
And that thing took everything away, and for what purpose?
My home, my friends, my family; Gone.
I swear this will not go unavenged.
Guess it's just you and me as always, my brother.
A/N: The first chapter should be up sometimes soon! Hopefully by this weekend. Until next time, loves!