Despite it being the middle of the night, a teenage girl sat on the bench in the middle of the local park. Her hand held onto a book, of which her eyes were glued to. In her mind, the story played through like a TV show.

Adrianna, said girl sitting on the bench, was her name. And the book she's reading; that happened to be her favorite manga.

In the deserted park, she leaned forward so her dark brown hair slipped in front of her ivy green eyes.

Those green eyes scanned the pictures on the pages until she reached the end of the volume. With a sigh, she set the book down on the bench beside her. Getting up to her feet, she walked across the path to the water fountain on the other side. She wasn't worried about anyone taking it. After all, it was, as I stated earlier, the middle of the night. No one else would be there.

Wiping her mouth, she returned to the bench, leaned down and picked up her messenger bag. When she picked up the book, she dropped it just as quickly and looked at her hands.

It had burned her. Curiosity getting the best of her, she knelt down and flicked the book open with her hand covered by her sleeve.

What she saw surprised her. On every single page, covering the graphics were different kinds of transmutation circles. The one that stuck out with her was one that looked really familiar. It looked sort of like the human transmutation circle, though a couple symbols were different. She reached to get closer, when she touched it with her bare fingertip.

Suddenly, there was a bright light. She didn't know if it had come from behind her or in front of her. The light quickly overwhelmed her and she was forced to shut her eyes.

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When the light died down, all that was on the bench, was the lone volume of Fullmetal Alchemist.

"Ahh, so the little girl is finally waking up." I heard a voice say. I opened my eyes but snapped them shut once more because of the blinding which light. I tried once more to open my eyes, and was able too, only by putting a hand over them, letting them adjust to the brightness.

I looked around the empty white void. Then a voice startled me. "It seemed that you are looking for something, Adrianna."

I spun around to face a blank person. "H-how do you know my name? Who are you?"

"I am Truth." The white figure introduced, sitting on the ground. A feeling familiarity flooded through me. Where had I heard that before? My mind was groggy and foggy.

"What am I doing here?" I gathered up the courage to ask.

"haha, everything comes with a price. Unfortunately, that answer is one that you are unable to pay. You'll just have to figure it out on your own once you get there?"

"Get where?"

The figure, Truth, laughed again. "Somewhere familiar. But first, your payment."

I started to feel dizzy. I attempted to stop myself when I feel but the white floor came rushing to meet me faster than I could react. The white wasn't that hard though. Before the world when dark, I heard the man named Truth say some words I couldn't understand at the time. The last words I could understand were: "Have fun~"

"Uh, excuse me miss, are you awake?" My eyes opened to nothing.

I groaned, "Where am I? What's going on?" I tried to open my eyes again and again but I could still see absolutely nothing.

"You're in Risembool. You just dropped in out of nowhere, literally." I tried to move my left arm but all I felt was searing and blinding pain.

"Uh, am I hurt or something?"

"You can't see it?"

"No, I can't see anything for some reason. I can only feel that something is wrong."

"There is blood everywhere!" I wanted to freak out, and I was on the verge just because of the statement. I was in an new place as far as I knew, though I did recognize the name Risembool, and I couldn't see a thing. To add to that, some random guy just told me that I was surrounded by blood and I still couldn't see a thing. All I could let out without freaking was a raspy, "What?!"

"Your lower left arm is gone. My friend and I found you bleeding. We didn't know what to do, so he went to find Mrs. Rockbell. We figured that she would know what to do."

"Help me up." I ordered. The boy put a hand behind my back and helped me sit up. With my right hand, I reached over to where my arm should have been. All I felt was a damp and sticky sleeve of my trench coat. I attempted to keep myself calm.

"Oh! He's coming back!" The man explained.

"How are you so calm?" I asked quietly as we waited for his friend.

"I was in the war before I quit. I saw a lot of death and destruction. More than I wish." Another voice entered the conversation with urgency.

"She's awake! Pinoko is getting ready and waiting for us. She told me to wrap her arm tightly so that the bleeding would slow. Then we have to make sure nothing else is wrong and carry her to the Rockbell house."

"Let's get started. I found out that she's blind." That word. I didn't like that word.

"oh." He was silent before continuing, "Let's go. Nothing is going to get done if we just sit here."

"Miss, you are going to have to lay back down." I did as I was told and they pealed the trench coat off of my arm and around my shoulder. I felt my blue tshirt sticking to my upper arm. My arm screamed in pain as the two wrapped it in gauze quickly and tightly. I clenched my teeth to keep from making noise.

"Are you ready, miss?" The first man asked. I nodded my head quickly. Within seconds, I was lifted up between the two. I felt that each had an arm around my chest and legs. I closed my eyes, not like it did much, and tried to relax and concentrate on their steps.

"Miss?" A voice woke me from my trance.

"Yes?"

"What is your name? I keep calling you miss."

"oh," I breathed in pain from my stinging arm. "My name is Adrianna."

"Ok, miss Adrianna, we are almost there." I didn't say anything, I only tried to relax again. I started to feet drozy and wanted nothing more than to fall asleep. And that's exactly what I did. It probably wasn't a good thing.

"Thank you boys, I'll take care of her from here. Go on home and get yourselves cleaned up." I heard an elderly voice speak as I returned from the dead. I heard some footfalls and a door closing.

I realized that the old lady was still in the room when I heard her speak to herself, "What have you been up too? The same as those boys?"

I opened my eyes, or tried to.

"Good, you're awake. Now we can get things straightened out." I felt her touch my shoulder and she called out a name. Before I knew it, I felt someone else wiping my face off with what felt like a wet cloth.

"What happened?" I asked her.

"I could ask you the same thing. I'm Pinako Rockbell and this is my granddaughter Winry."

"I'm, uh, Adriana."

"How did you end up in that field?"

"Um." I thought about the answer to that question. I couldn't remember much, though I did remember a different place. "I-I was in a park, reading something I can't remember. There was this light and now I'm here. How bad is it?"

"Right, those boys said that you were blind." Hate it still. "Your arm is gone near the shoulder. I've only seen something this clean once before." A picture of a young blonde haired boy bloodied up and lying in the arms of a large suit of armor, missing an arm and a leg flashed through my mind. Then it was gone. What was that?!

"What should I do?" I asked; even I could hear the fear in my voice.

"I suggest a prosthetic arm." Pinako spoke. A word popped into my mind.

"What about automail?" I hesitated.

"It is definitely an option."

"I should be able to pay you back for your care when I get the money? I think I'm not from this country and the money that I have probably is worthless."

"That should be fine. So, what is your choice?"

Hmm…prosthetic arm or automail. I thought for a minute or two.

"I'll get automail."

"It is a painful process and recovery time is long."

"I know, but that won't change my decision."

"Okay."

Then I remembered something in the pocket of my trench coat. "Wait." I reached into the pocket and pulled out a necklace made of gold and had an emerald pendant. "Will you take this for payment?"

It was taken from my hand. "Where did you get this?"

"I didn't steal it, if that's what you're thinking. My father bought it for the lady he was cheating on my mother with. I took it from him before he could give it to her and destroy my family any more than he already did. I know I was delaying the inevitable. It was selfish, I know."

There was a pause." This can pay for it."

"Thank you."

"The first thing we need to do is add the permanent dock. That is the most painful part. Winry?"

"Yes?" The second inhabitant of the room finally spoke.

"Could you get to work on making Adrianna's arm? I will need you soon though as well."

"Okay."

"Let's get started."

I guess I should say this once: Lauren doesn't own FMA.

I like this one so much better. More detailed. I hope the writing it better too. The reason I am redoing it(though keeping the same plot) is because I didn't know where I wanted to go with it, though I think I do now.

So, tell me what you think and the rewritten 2nd chapter should be out soon. Then on to new places!