It's been awhile since I wrote anything. This will be my first try at a FMA story. So, please don't be to hard with me, but also if you could, tell me what you think. I know the first chapter is pretty short but the next one is a little longer. The words between the two breaks are different lines from fma's theme songs. I hope you all like my story.

Disclaimer: I do not own Fma or its characters.

Story summary: Elleana Bennet, is a mysterious girl that's been travelling alone through Amestris in search for answers. Answers only her alchemy teacher and she can give. Will she ever find the truth.

With eyes open wide, I stumble down the path that lies ahead of me. Unable to see the journey's end, the hope for tomorrow will help me ease my pain today. From this day forward I'm living to fulfill dreams. At my fingertips the truth lies ahead.

Elleana Bennet, 1913

Station Stop of a small country town just a little south of East City

It was one of those days. The teen lifted her arms above her head and stretched out with a yawn. The breeze blew her hair around causing the girl to get slightly annoyed. Huffing out a breath, she pulled her hair over her shoulder before leaning back on the bench she was sitting on. "How much longer?" she wondered glancing around the empty station stop dully crossing her black booted foot over the other. Sitting in boredom, her head started slightly bobbing as her eyes began to shut.

~Four Months Ago~

~Central Station~

"Are you okay, miss?" an older man wondered standing not far from the girl who curled more into herself at the sound of the voice. The girl slightly whimpered as her gaze turned to the man. He looked maybe in his late forties, early fifties. His light brown hair graying and his eyes shining a brilliant brown. Said man gasped at the deep emerald orbs that seemed so void of life. "What happened? Did someone hurt you?" the man questioned sounding alert at the state the child was in.

"N-no, no one….no one…hurt" she whispered in a hoarse voice so quietly the man almost didn't hear. He nod to let her know she was heard and opened his mouth to reply but quickly shut it as the small girl started talking again. "I'm waiting for someone. They'll come back for me, right?" she questioned desperately wanting reassurance. The man looked sadly at the girl in thought. He comes to the station quite often and for the pass week had seen this child huddled up in the corner alone. It appeared that she hadn't moved from this spot in some time.

"Are you hungry?" he asked unexpectedly making the child look up in wonder. "My wife is an amazing cook and just loves getting to show off her skills." he explained with a smile as the girl forced back a pitiful smile in return.

"Is it really okay?" she responses thinking the man would say he was kidding and laugh, but he just nod. The girl's eyes faintly lit up in hope as she slowly slid up the wall wincing as she stretched out. The man had been about a foot or so taller than her when she finally moved to stand by him.

"So how old are you?" the man ask curiously noticing that she looked older than he first thought.

"I'm fourteen, I think." she answered whispering the last part to herself as the two headed to his home were his wife stood waiting to greet him.

This taste amazing, Mrs. Welsh." the girl complimented shoving the food into her mouth. She couldn't remember the last time she had eaten.

"I made plenty. Eat as much as you like" the woman laughed warmhearted watching the small teen devour her plate and started on her second.

"So what's your name?" the man, the girl now known as Mr. Welsh, asked as she paused from eating and looked at the kind couple before deciding to tell them her story. The girl choked back a sob as she finished her tale not wanting to cry in front of these strangers who were being so kind to her. Mrs. Welsh came over and pulled the girl into a hug.

"There, there. You'll be okay." Mrs. Welsh said gently.

" We'll help you get back up on your feet." Mr. Welsh smiled encouragingly.

~The Present~

"Miss? Miss, are you here for the train to Resembool?" a woman asked shaking the girl's shoulder trying to wake her. Elle blinked her eyes sleepily at the woman. The train's whistle blew making the girl wake with a start.

"Ah, the train!" the girl shouted jumping up and running to the train that had started to leave. "SAFE." she cried out as she jumped and landed on the back of the train and struck a pose. She adjusted the strap of her bag as she looked for a place to sit. A smile crossed her face at the nearly empty train car.

'It should only take a day to reach Resembool. Hopefully, that man's there. What's his name? Benjamin Higgins.' the girl sighed before her thoughts started wandering. 'Wonder how the Welsh's are doing?' she wondered remembering the kind man she meet all those months ago. She had left so suddenly without facing either of them. She just couldn't bring herself to say goodbye. All she could muster was a thank you note with an explanation about what she decided. The man and his wife really had helped her out. They had treated her like their daughter and after a month of living with them and learning ways for her to survive on her own she decided her path.

'I'm no longer waiting. I'm going to find you.'

That's it for the first chapter. The second one will be out in a couple of hours.

So, it wasn't to awful, was it? It's probable hard to tell much from such a small amount.

Bet you're wondering why I didn't write out Elle's back story when she told the Welsh's. I had it written out but decided I wanted to keep the readers guessing. Don't worry though, I'm going to reveal it little by little.