Hey to all my readers! I'm sorry that i stopped writing my Young Justice story but I just lost my inpiration for that story and i wanted to start this one! so I hope you really like this one and will enjoy this one as much as my other stories!

I will apologize already for the possible poor grammer, the main charater is only a child at this point in the story so bear with me for now i promise it will change by chapter four at the latest.

DISCLAIMER: I do not own Fullmetal Alchamist : Brotherhood or any of its characters all the rights got to their creator! I only own Sasha and her family.

Anyway! I hope you enjoy my new story!

Wolf's Howl

Sasha: Age 6, Location: Amestris: Central

I sat quietly at my desk quickly, but neatly as I could manage, writing down the answers to the class work we were doing today. I finished up the last question and looked up from my paper; there were ten other kids around me and our teacher was going around checking everyone's answers. I raised my hand so she would come to me, she looked in my direction and nodded, telling me to put my hand down and wait for her. I nodded and smiled, I really like my teacher, she was really nice she always told me how good I did on today's assignment and how smart I was. I knew why she was always complementing me but I told myself it was just because I was really that good at whatever we were doing that day.

I looked around the room at all the pictures and projects that were posted around the room, some were very neat and clean with all the colors staying within the lines, others were more messy and all over the place, more thrown together. I admired the ones that were neat but more random and inaccurate, such as a cow being colored purple. I felt as though those ones took more effort than the ones that were neat but followed the natural laws of the world because those ones took more thought and creativity. That's what I told my parents when I brought home pictures that were imaginatively colored but they just told me that I was stupid and that I would never be worth much. It made me sad when they said those kinds of things but I just ignored them most of the time, I knew that they were just stressed by their very important jobs, my mom was a state alchemist and my father was also a state alchemist but he worked in lab to try and make people's lives better and to make Amestris a safer place. I 'm not sure exactly what he does there but that is what he told me, that he makes Amestris a better place and makes people's lives easier.

I placed those thoughts out of my mind and looked out the window, it was nice earlier today but now it looked as though it might rain, but I didn't mind, I liked the rain. The sound of rain hitting my window was like a lullaby, the soft pattering always lulled me to sleep when I was having trouble falling asleep.

I didn't realize I was lost in thought until I heard my teacher say, "Hello, Sasha! How are you today?" she had a nice cheery tone to her voice and she had a big smile too.

"Oh sorry, I was thinking about something, I'm good, how are you?" I answered kindly back.

"I'm alright, I'm glad you're doing alright. How did it go at home last night when you got home?"

"It was good I guess, my parents weren't home till late so I didn't have to talk to them, I was on my way to bed by the time they finally came home. My Daddy had to work late again and my Mommy was busy studying up on some sort of special transmutation circle."

The teacher gave me a concerned look so I flashed her a big, bright smile to reassure her that I was fine. This seemed to work because she smiled back at me but the smile didn't seem happy, it looked tiered and worn, I looked at her with concern but shrugged it off and focused on her checking my paper.

"Wonderful job, Sasha, you are getting really good at this. I'm so proud of you…" she said happily at first but with growing sadness.

"Ms-" I was about to ask her if she was alright but she cut me off with a sudden hug.

I was thrown off by the sudden hug but I didn't push her away like I normally do when people hug me because the instant her arms wrapped around me I felt like I was secure and for the first time no one could hurt me. I didn't understand why I felt this way or how the hug did that but I didn't question it all I did was enjoy it while it lasted which wasn't for very long.

A few minutes after the hug started it was over and I was left with a feeling that I couldn't describe, it was like I was trying to reach for something I wanted but it was out of my reach and though I knew it was out of my reach I still tried to get it. The teacher got down to my eye level and grabbed my arms gently to get my attention.

"Sasha, no matter what happens, you know that people care about you right?" she asked rather urgently but lowly so the other students couldn't hear.

"What do you mean? I'm confused I don't understand, what is going to happen?" I asked equally as low and urgent.

"Nothing I know of but, if something did happen you know you have people who love you right?"

"Y-yeah I guess so."

"Good, now you go home today and you show your parents what an awesome job you did!" she said with that same happy voice as always but this time it seemed to have a saddened tone to it.

I had no idea what she was talking about or why she sounded so sad but I did see a single tear fall from her check and hit her arm with a soft and barely auditable –pilp-.

I cocked my head to the side in confusion; I had no idea why my teacher was crying or why she was so sad in the first place. I didn't see a reason for her to be sad, I was happy and all the other children in the class seemed happy too. I tried to just ignore it but the thought kept floating into my thoughts. I sighed and packed up while I waited for the bell to ring and let us out.

While I waited I closed my eyes and silently listened to all the noises in the classroom, I liked to do this causes you couldn't hear everything all together the right way when your eyes were open. You could only hear a loud, mixed together, mess, but when you close your eyes you could hear all the noises come together is a sort of harmonious way. The sounds of the other kid's voices weren't as loud and they didn't overpower the soft, but strong sound of kids and teachers pencils writing on the paper. I think the sounds all blended together the right way when your eyes were closed because your eyes could fool you sometimes. Like with my parents and me, if you saw us you would never even think that my parents were actually pretty cold. They always acted so friendly and warm in public or if they were around strangers, but they acted so cold and unfriendly towards me. They thought that I could do better in everything, school, chores, my training, everything I did they didn't like it. They always told me to keep trying and maybe someday I would be good at something. I opened my eyes and sighed, I didn't like being in a bad mood, it always made people worry about me and they always asked the same question, "Are you alright?", I really didn't like that question because I wasn't alright but I wasn't just going to tell someone that just because they asked me that dumb question.

I looked at the clock, only two minutes left before school was supposed to end and I had to go home. I wished that the school day would never end so I didn't have to go home, I knew that my mom and dad would find something wrong with me today and even if they didn't, I knew that they wouldn't congratulate me on anything either. I looked out the window again and saw all the birds flying into the tree that was right outside the window, followed by a few drops of rain that turned into a downpour. I was amazed at the animal's ability to tell when it was going to rain, even if they were just birds. It was if they had a special sense that told them when the rain was going to start. I smiled slightly, I thought about how cool it would be if I could have a power like that and how my parents might actually compliment me for once. But I knew that it was a crazy thought and that that kind of sense was only for the birds and the dogs.

I watched the rain hit the window pane and fall down and hit the window seal. I listened to the rain patter against the window, trying so hard to get in and be enjoyed by everyone but like my parents the window kept the rain from being noticed. I felt my mouth turn downward into a frown and a few tears escaped my eyelids and hit my hand with soft -pilps-. I quickly reached up to my eyes and wiped away the tears before anyone noticed.

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I jumped almost out of my seat, when the bell rang. I had scared the sadness right out of me and replaced it with shock. I wasn't complaining though, it was nice to think about something other than sad things for a minute. I felt silly for being scared of the bell so it made me smile a bit; it had at least gotten my mind off of other things so I was happy for that.

I sighed happily and grabbed my book bag before I headed outside so I could go home. As I was walking toward the door one of the other kids pushed me, hard, I lost my balance and almost fell over, but after stumbling a bit I regained my balance without falling.

"H-hey what was that for?" I asked kinda mad.

"You know what it was for. Besides I shouldn't need a reason to beat up on someone like you, all you do is hog attention, maybe I can teach you a lesson." A familiar voice replied.

"Wait, what? Attention hog? I don't mean to… it just happens that way I don't ask for all the attention I get."

I looked up and my suspicions were proven true, it was Mike, a boy from my class who had a group of boys who followed him like shadows. Mike likes to pick on me because he didn't like how one of the teachers focused on me and not him for once. Mike was a typical bully, he talked more then he hit, and when he did hit it didn't really hurt but that didn't mean that I wasn't afraid of a fight with him.

He looked amused by my answer; he started to laugh really loudly, "You don't ask for the attention? Then what was with the whole 'last night went okay but mommy and daddy didn't come home till late.' Routine you pulled earlier?" he said angrily, copying my voice rather badly.

He pushed me again but this time I couldn't correct my balance and I felt on my butt, it didn't hurt but I could feel a strange pain in my chest like he had hit me right through the heart when he pushed me. I felt tears start to form but I fought them, I knew that the moment I cried he would have his victory. I couldn't let him win anymore.

"It isn't my fault that one person in this world, for once, isn't focused completely on you! Now please leave me alone I just wanna go home." I replied as I got up and pushed past him.

He stood there stunned for a second but the next second he was furiously grabbing my hair and pulling me back. I yelped out in pain and tried to tear away, but it was no use.

"What is going on in here? Oh my goodness! Let her go!" A teacher from outside the classroom came running in yelling.

She managed to get Mike off of me, and I just thanked her and ran off as fast as I could before he had another chance to attack. I didn't stop running until I was out the front door of the school, down the steps and out of the front gate leading into the school. I stopped right outside the gates and caught my breath for a minute before continuing on my way home.

My house was pretty close to the school so I didn't have to walk in the rain for too long, even if I didn't mind getting wet I knew my parents would hate it if I got soaked. I tried to hurry so I could stay as dry as possible but there were a lot of people on the sidewalk and it was really slippery from all the rain. I tried my best to hurry and before too long I finally reached my house.

I opened the small iron fence in front of our house and ran up the stairs and inside before I got more soaked than I already was.

"Where have you been? Jeez, look at you your soaked! Go upstairs and change then come talk to your father and me." My mom yelled as soon as I walked in the door.

I nodded timidly and quickly ran upstairs, and into my room. I put down my book bag in the corner and got changed as fast as I possibly could. I hit the wall a few times while trying to get my dirty pants off and when pulling on my clean ones, but other than that I didn't make a sound.

After I was done I quickly but quietly ran down stairs and waited for my parents in the living room. It only took them a few minutes to come in and sit down to talk to me, I smiled at them when they came in but they didn't return the gesture, in fact they seemed like they were sad.

I looked at them with concern before I asked, "What is wrong?"

They looked at each other and sighed before my dad answered, "Well, we have been thinking and we think it would be best if you went away for awhile."

"Like where? I don't have anywhere else to go!" I said with concern not liking where the conversation was going.

"Oh we know that but there is place where children go when they need to get away from their parents or their parents need to take a break from them it is called and orphanage, that is where you are going to go for a little while." My father replied, trying to keep me calm.

I knew he was lying about what an orphanage was, I'm not stupid but I wanted to know why so I played dumb, "Why would you send me there? What did I do wrong?"

"Nothing, it is just you aren't progressing like you should in this house so we thought a change in scenery might help you do better. You will still go to school and you training, you just won't come here afterwards you'll go to the orphanage." My mother replied

My eyes got dark and I could feel the anger well up inside me, they wanted to get rid of me because I wasn't good enough for them. I couldn't believe it! They didn't care about me at all, I felt the tears from in my eyes, my parents were all I had, and they didn't care about me! Was this what the teacher was trying to tell me? I didn't understand, I just kept shaking my head and repeating the word no. I didn't understand how my own parents didn't even want me anymore, I tried my best and I did well in school, but they still didn't want me.

"Y-you don't love me anymore…" I managed to choke out through the tears.

"No! That isn't it we just don't want to-" my father tried to explain.

"That is exactly it you don't love me anymore! I know what an orphanage is! It is for kids, who don't have parents of their own, or their parents can't take care of them or in my case, their parents don't care about them!" I shouted through my closing throat.

"I'm sorry Sasha, but we can't keep you here, we do love you…but it's complicated you wouldn't understand. Sometimes parents just realize that there in over their heads when it comes to raising a child." My mother responded while trying to force tears.

I could tell she was faking by the way my father was looking at her with approval, like she did a job well done. I looked down at my feet and wiped my tears away violently, I knew now that no matter what that no matter how may tears I shed, they would never care about me.

I sat in silence for some time while they explained why I had to leave and that it was going to be a nice place with lots of kids and toys, but I didn't care about any of that. All I cared about was knowing why my parents didn't love or care about me. I sighed loudly and gave up on trying to figure it out, "Sometimes," my teacher said once, "people do things or act a certain way and we won't ever know why." I wondered why they decided to send me away now and why they didn't just give me up at birth but I figured that was one of life's mysteries as well and gave up.

They sent me up to pack my things and I did, I didn't want to cause anymore fuss at this point so I figured listening to them was my best option. It was still raining outside but the rain wasn't soothing me like it normally does, no, this time it seemed to be trying to console me. It made me smile on the inside but on the outside I remained stone faced.

My parents let me to the car and I got in, on the ride there I found out that they had been planning this for awhile because they had to get all the paperwork filled out. They didn't know I had figured it out because found out when I saw the big stack of papers that had my name and other personal information on it, along with my parents signatures and someone's signature that I didn't recognize. I looked at the papers but I didn't touch them because if I had it would have made noise and they would have seen that I knew.

The car ride over to my new home was endless and excruciatingly boring. I watched the rain hit the window but instead of just dripping off like it would on a regular window; the droplets were thrown off by the wind just like the way my parents were throwing me aside when all I did try to get noticed by them. I sighed and rested my head against the seat of the car and closed my eyes.

The soft sound of the rain hitting the window was like the lullaby I desperately needed. I needed sleep, nothing could bother me when I was sleeping, I wouldn't have to worry about what might happen to me next or why this was going on at all. All I had to worry about when I was asleep were bad dreams but I never had them when I had my rain lullaby so I drifted and fell fast asleep. No caring about where I was going, who I would meet there, and most importantly what would happen to me now that I had no parents?

Okay I hope you liked that chapter, i'm sorry if it was a little long but i was trying to fit all her childhood into one chapter and realized that it wasn't going to work so i am going to split it up. Alright well i hope you will keep reading and you will review like always! Bye-bye now!