-Hmph!... Alchemy what a bunch of bullshit!
Humankind cannot gain anything without first giving something in return. To obtain, something of equal value must be lost. That is Alchemy's First Law of Equivalent Exchange.
"Alchemy: the science of understanding the structure of matter, breaking it down, then reconstructing it as something else. It can even make gold from lead. But alchemy is a science so it must follow the natural laws: to create, something of equal value must be lost. This is the principal of equivalent exchange. But I learned that night that some things cannot be measured on a simple scale.
PROLOUGE
"I don't remember much about that night because whatever memories I do have, causes me to
writhe in pain. Or they are just to distant to remember, but what I do remember is the smell of
corpses... my mother's screaming voice, walls lathered in a crimson coat of red blood, oh and
a man by the name of "Wrath". I hate holding on to this memory because it causes me pain,
therefore it makes me weak, and when your after what I'm after there's no room for weakness.
"It's all a big flash or blur in my mind so I'll tell you what I've been told about what happened
that night, see it all goes back to a man named Dravius Escott, better known as my Father or
to the rest of the world "The Nullmetal" to some he's a hero served in the Ishval War and won a
key battles. But walked away from it all. He believed that he served in vain. That the Fuhrer's
intentions were unjust. He incited a small revolution, became a traitor to his country, the
military wasn't ready to take action against my father, see the reason why he was called the
Nullmetal was because of his amazing abilities to transmute with no circle and to seal away
another alchemist's ability to use alchemy. Some revere my Father as a hero a God among men.
Others see him as a paragon of destruction, some say they know the of the sins he committed to
receive such a power. All in all I don't care what anyone thinks of my Father he walked away
from it all, and went missing some say he's dead, but I know better then that. The night of
May 20th 1905 my eyes were opened to everything. My own family's estate was attacked my
family's guard was destroyed almost instantaneously. My mother had locked me and my
newborn sister away in the attic. I remember her hands trembling in fear she had a look of
certain death on her face constantly telling me to be quiet. Bus somehow through all the agony
that was portrayed on her face, If I still think about I can smell her honey perfume and her
beautiful amber eyes. I remember hearing a voice talking but it's too unclear to me now it's
even as I'm giving you a clear depiction, it's all sort of becoming background noise. But the
one for sure thing that I remember very clearly is laying my sister in her crib, opening the door
and seeing blood splattered all throughout the place I'd had known to call home men still
groaning in pain. Hanging on to each last gasp of air. I thought my eyeballs were going to
explode, everything else in my memory may be fading but I'll never forget the tall stark man
with sinister look on his face and one defining characteristic a dragon tattoo on his right eye
looked at me and said with grimacing, sluggish look "Little boy, where's your Father he owes
me a debt that I wish to collect on and these corpses are merely an interest rate"
I mustered the words like vomit "I... don't know"
"Then tell me what is your name?"
"Edrin.. Escott
"Listen, Edrin I want you to listen closely and heed these words, your Father cheated death
on behalf of your being, but now he must pay for his actions, Just know sibling no child
should have to pay for the sins of the Father, I know these words don't mean much to you now
but in the future they will, I won't kill you because you are not my mistake, It's a paradox really
my name is Wrath not restraint but I will not be the one to judge your life based solely on your
Father"
I fainted and awoke later at the police station. The entire country was shocked and said my
Father was responsible for the incident not "The man shrouded in black"Newspapers called it the Escott Family Massacre that really pissed me off even to this day. I just couldn't stop thinking about that man all of his words escaped me they only fueled my rage at him and my Father. I had no idea what he
was talking about and I didn't care either all I knew was whoever "Wrath" was I was going to
dedicate my life to make sure his ended.
PROLOUGE 2- AMESTRIS 1911
Dedication, Dedication and more dedication. When my sister and I became orphans our lives
became about nothing but dedication. As soon as she became old enough I told her about
the "Escott Family Massacre" and I didn't sugarcoat it either. It bothered Lusha that she never
got to know her mother or Father I would always tell her about how she has Mom's amber eyes
and pink hair she loves the old photo book she wishes she was the to see the scary shadow man
so she could protect me from him. She's got more then my mom's looks that's for sure shes
always saying how she has to learn alchemy to protect me and when she grows up I'm gonna be
the man she's gonna marry. She doesn't say it any more after I explained it to her she's very
quick to adapt. After about a month or so we finally lost the estate and went to live with
our Grandfather Ivan in a slumming backwater country-side town know as Resembool
I'll be honest Resembool wasn't a bad looking town it's just when you come from living the life
of luxury to living in Resembool it's a bit of a culture shock, no a huge culture shock
But this is how I have to live my life now. Taking care of Lusha and an old perverted drunk
that I just so happened to be related to. As we try to find the answers to our lives, why our
Dad's mysterious past led to the death of most of our immediate family, who the hell is Wrath?
And why did he do what he did. Patience and dedication is my motto because I'll become an
even better alchemist then my Father ever was and make him give me those answers
NEXT CHAPTER- Chapter 1 "Thank You Elrics"
Author's note- Next Chapter I'll be leaving the whole first person thing it's kind of awkward for me. So review let me know what you think and don't be afraid to give me feedback
I love that stuff just PM ME ~LORDE LUPIN VII
