This idea TOTALLY just came to me!!! Eeeek, I'm so excited!! Please, please tell me what you think, I've never written a serious story before, just funny shorts. This is based on manga FMA, because there are just way too many anime ones, and I don't want to be cliché.

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I own nothing!! Pweez don't sue me, I'm just having fun!!

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The sky darkened with a solar eclipse. Dogs were barking franticly, straining at their leashes. A terrible, insane laughter echoed through the city, possibly coming from underground somewhere. Buildings began collapsing as the ground trembled. Screams rang out as mothers tried to pull their loved ones away from the wreckage. Then, abruptly, the screaming stopped as a surge of energy passed through the city and every living thing collapsed, dead. All was silent except for the ongoing maniacal laughter. After a while, a black shadow crept out of the depths and devoured everything.

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I woke up suddenly, tasting bile in my mouth. It was the same damn dream that I'd had for a whole month now. I didn't know how many more apocalypse dreams I could take before I just gave up sleep completely. You'd think it would've gotten easier to handle, but nooo.

"The truth is never easy."

I closed my eyes and took a deep breath, fighting off a scream of irritation. Then I opened them slowly.

Yup, it was him.

The Truth stared at me with his freaky faceless face. I scowled.

"Go back to Hell, Mr. Riddle Dude. I am so sick of dealing with you and your stupid fortune cookie speak EVERY SINGLE MORNING."

He grinned with his freakish, overlarge smile. "I only send people to Hell, my beautiful Sasha. I don't live there."

"Where do you live then?" I asked curiously.

"Within you, and within all of my children!" He sang.

I threw my shoe at him. "NO RIDDLE SPEAK."

"It wasn't a riddle!"

"Bullshit. Now go away."

"Sasha Arnette. A whole month and you still aren't even remotely curious as to what I want of you?"

"Nope."

"But- But why??"

"I don't like mind games. And you are all about them. Therefore, I don't like you. GO AWAY."

"What if I told you that the dreams would stop if you did as I asked?"

"…Damn."

"Will you listen to my request, then?"

Uggh. I did NOT want to make the freak happy, but the dreams were so awful…

"Fine. Speak." I snarled.

He beamed, then floated over to my bed and sat down next to me. His insubstantial body didn't even make the mattress creak.

"To put a very, very long story short, this world faces disaster. A very ancient, powerful being seeks to absorb everything to make himself stronger. Including…" He paused dramatically. "Me."

I snorted. "Um, aren't you, like, God? Shouldn't you be, y'know, invincible?"

He frowned. "Are you mocking me?"

I rolled my eyes. "Not at all, dude. I mean, why would I mock an immortal entity who has to ask a crazy, psychic, vision plagued, redheaded STRANGER for help?"

"You aren't a stranger to me, Sasha dear."

"Yeah, yeah, you knew me before I existed, blah blah blah-"

"You misunderstand me. We have met before. At the Gate."

"At the whuh?" I stared. Then I froze. "Hold up. Do you know what happened to me?? Why I am like I am??"

"Yes."

I waited. Then I realized what he was doing and glowered.

"…You aren't gonna tell me unless I go save the world, are you?"

"That's right! Equivalent exchange, dear! You do what I tell you, and I'll tell you everything you want to know about your past. But be forewarned- It isn't pretty."

I nodded. "I figured. But I have to know. I can't just walk around with the first 10 years of my life missing, never knowing who my parents were, and why I have these…gifts."

The Truth looked proud. "Good girl. Now, you have a day to prepare. Tomorrow at sunrise I will send you a guide. Do everything they say and I will grant your wish."

"Any suggested supplies?"

"Just pack as though you were going camping. My guide will provide anything else you need."

"Kay. I need to get dressed. LEAVE." I attempted to shove him off the bed. He floated out of my reach, giggling merrily.

"See ya!" He chirped before disappearing with a pop. Probably went back home… within me. Gaaah, creepy thought.

I sighed, rolling out of bed. I had a lot of packing to do.

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Well?? Well?? It's short, but I'm working on it. Please review!