Hey guys! So this is a bit of a change, right? My first Fullmetal story. I'd had this one planned for sometime now, but just barely finished, and uploaded it. It's not very long, i know, but the future chapters will be. So, enjoy!

The Other Elric

Chapter One

The Floral Alchemist

The room was like any other office he'd been in, and staring at him from across the desk, a serious scowl was on Mustang's face. "Wow, Ed. I'm impressed. Your name hasn't been thrown at me this much since the whole controversy in Lior." Mustang had a look that said 'completely pissed off' but made an attempt at a calm face, holding strong to his sarcastic attitude.

Sitting across from him, was the famous (but short. Ed: DON'T CALL ME SHORT!!!) Edward Elric. Better known as the Fullmetal Alchemist

Ed was slightly peeved, hearing mustang go on about his latest, failed, attempt at finding the Philosopher's Stone. "Sorry! But it's not easy staying out of trouble when I've got a fugitive after me, as well as a group of homunculi coming after me every time I stop to take a breath."

Mustang smirked, "and yet you still have time to mess things up like that. Very impressive Edward." He said, feigning and applause. Ed rolled his eyes and changed the subject. "Whatever, I've got a feeling that this isn't the reason you called me here."

Mustang dropped his smirk, and leaned in slightly, raising his hands and resting his chin. "No. you're right Ed. I called you here to show you this." Mustang slid a file across the desk. Ed wasn't sure what this could be, but he took the file and read.

Most of the file had been blacked out, like most government files. Official name, date of birth, even city of birth. What was filled in, was military information. Enlistment date, it was most recent, at least 3 months ago. Current city of residence: Central, age: 13. That was something that caught Ed's attention.

"Kinda young for a soldier, don't you think." Ed stated, though he was one to talk. "You're one to talk, Ed." Mustang said, practically reading his thoughts. "After all, you were younger when you were enlisted. And you two are exactly the same age." Ed thought about it for a moment. "Why are you showing me this anyway?" Ed complained, "Is this guy so important that…" "Girl." Ed paused for a brief moment, "what?" mustang stood up from his chair and turned, facing the window.

"That file is of our newest female recruit. She is, as of, one week ago, a State Alchemist." Ed seemed slightly surprised. After being a state alchemist for nearly 2 years, this was the first time he'd ever hear of a State Alchemist that was female. Let alone a female State Alchemist that was his age.

"So, what? She's a prodigy like me?" Ed asked. He was sounding a bit cocky, like he knew the answer already. Mustang smirked, "of course not, Ed." You could practically see Ed's head getting bigger. "She's better." Mustang said. With an evil grin, he watched as Ed's head deflated (not literally).

"What?!" Ed shouted.

Mustang opened his desk, and pulled out a second file. "5 ft. 8 in. tall, blonde hair, amber eyes." Mustang started reading off from the paper. "What? Reading off your ideal woman?" Ed asked mockingly. Mustang glared at Ed, a stare that stood on par with his teacher.

Mustang closed the folder, and sighed. "That is the description of our newest recruit." Ed tiled his head in confusion. "There are some things in here, you'll want to know." Mustang said as he slid the document over the table.

Without arguing, Ed took the file and began flipping through it. Like the other one, no name of picture was given. All that was written to identify this girl was a description, and her state appointed title. "The Floral Alchemist?" Ed said, his tone was clearly amused. "Why Floral? She delicate or something?"

Mustang chuckled slightly, "funny, that's exactly what she said. Saying that 'It's because I'm a girl! Isn't it?!' we had a hard time keeping her from going to the Fuhrer. She's pretty high strong." Ed rolled his eyes, "sounds like a drama queen, to me. I mean getting so upset… over…" Ed stopped mid sentence, and picked up the file again, looking over everything he'd just read.

He lowered the folder slightly, his eyes seemed to be wide in shock. Mustang didn't react in the slightest to this.

"Tell me something… the girl… does she happen to have any prosthetic limbs?" mustang returned himself to his seat, and sighed. "Yes." He staged simply. "The left arm... and right leg?" Ed asked, his voice so weak, now it was nothing more than a whisper. "Yes." Mustang stated again. The look on his face betrayed no signs of emotion.

"One more question… when she performed her demonstration for certification… did she…" Ed wanted to ask, but the thought made him nervous, and shake. Mustang took the opportunity, and answered. "Yes," Mustang said. "She performed her transmutations without the use of a circle."

Ed stood up without warning, and turned away. "Are we done here?" he asked "I just found a possible lead in my research." Mustang didn't' move to stop him, he'd had no intentions of doing that, he merely asked, "fine, but if you don't mind me asking, where this lead of yours is?" Ed still faced the door, he moved toward it, and before he disappeared beyond it, mustang heard him say the word, "Resembool."

Ed marched out of the office, and walked right past his younger brother. "We're leaving, Al." he quickly said to his armored companion. Ed was already walking through head quarter's entrance, and off to the train station.

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The train had been running now, for nearly 3 hours, the entire time, Ed hadn't said a single word.

"Brother? Is something wrong?" al asked.

Ed did nothing but continue staring out the window, as if he hadn't heard anything. But his words floated around in Ed's head, was something wrong?

"There's a possible lead… back in Resembool." Ed finally said, "And if we don't go now, we may never find it again." Ed couldn't tell if there was any surprise on Al's face. One of the drawbacks to not having a body. One of the many reasons he wanted to find this lead, as soon as possible.

"Is it… could it be Scar?" the sudden mention of the revenge-seeking Ishbalan, made Ed start to sweat. "Or… could it be one of the Homunculi?" the thought of one of those monsters, lying in wait, back in Resembool. He figured sloth couldn't come, not with so much of Trisha Elric having been there. She wouldn't be able to stand it there. And as for Envy, Ed doubted if envy would go near where Hohenheim had lived.

"Neither," Ed stated, "but this person might know just as much about the Philosopher's Stone as any of them. Maybe even more." After that, their ride was completely silent.

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Winry was hard at work, trying to improve her latest model of Automail. She'd been trying to make it lighter, but still retain its strength and durability. After all, the person she was making it for was constantly reckless, stubborn, and busting up his Automail.

And yet, the thought of him made her blush, and get weak in the knees.

He was the reason that she dedicated herself to Automail. While other girls were wearing makeup and going out on dates, she constantly had oil on her face, and spending her hours and days constructing his Automail. She became a mechanic, because she wanted to make something for him. She wanted to be able to give him something that would be of use to him.

That he'd keep with him always. So that when he looked at that arm, he didn't see his mistakes, but that he was and thought of her.

That was the main reason why she'd never let her grandmother help her. She wanted it to be made by her and her alone.

Because she…

There was a knock at the front door. Winry placed down her tools and went to the door.

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Ed stared out at the wide open fields of the area, 'This place never changes.' Ed thought.

"Brother?" Al asked, "Why are we here?" Ed rolled his eyes, "I told you al, someone here knows about the Philosopher's Stone," he said, as he started going down a familiar road, "and I know just where to find her."

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Gone. Taken away, because of their arrogance, their foolishness. For hers and theirs.

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Ed came walking up to the charred remains of their, once family home. Nothing really left of the place, though.

One thing Ed and al noticed, was that they weren't the only ones there. Standing a few feet away, staring, lost, into the charred remains, was a young girl. She was tall, and had blonde hair. Her eyes seemed locked on what was left of the house.

"brother?" Al, started, but before he could say anything. Ed started for the girl.

Ed stood within two feet of the girl. The look in his eyes said that he wanted to say so many things to her. That he had so much to say, but nothing could come out. He opened his mouth to try and speak, but she beat him. "Ed…" her voice was strained, "what did you do?" she asked. Ed seemed startled, he had no idea how to really answer that.

Al caught up with Ed, and looked at both his brother, and the young girl. It took him only a moment to register her face, and realize that he'd seen her before… he just couldn't' remember where.

"Ed… do you know her?" the look on the girls face seem a blank stare. "…Alphonse? Is that you?" the way her voice sounded, seemed to spark and image, in Al's mind, but still, he couldn't place who she was.

"yea al, you do too." Ed stated. "I do?" Al asked. Ed nodded, "Her name is Amelie. Amelie Elric. More recently, though she was given the name the Floral Alchemist."

Al was shocked for a moment, as he took in what his brother said, "Elric?! You mean she's a relative?" Ed nodded, "yeah… she's our sister."

And that was my first chapter of The Other Elric. Let me know what you think, please. I thought this story had potential, now I want to know if you guys think so, so please R&R. Thanks.

Ja ne.