So to start off, this isn't my first story on here, just my first one on this account. I joined this site a long time ago and kinda abandoned the other three stories I had going on there. Anyway, this is set after the Conqueror of Shamballa movie after Ed and Al went to the other side of the gate at the end. To kind of clear things up, Samantha (the person who's POV this story will be in) is Ed and Al's older sister and Roy Mustang's ex girlfriend. That's just to solve any confusion you may have to start off with. The rest of it will be explained periodically throughout the story. And please don't take any of what I say in this story as hate to the Flame Alchemist, since he is my favorite character. I just kinda figured I'd do something a little different.
So I guess I have to do a disclaimer? I do not own Fullmetal Alchemist, just Samantha and Angel (who will be in it in the future.) Please enjoy.
It's been over a year since I decided to go to the other side of the gate with Ed and Al. They both decided to get involved in everything that was going on, while I gave up fighting and traveling all together. After leaving Roy on the other side, I lost interest in most things like that. Instead, I stayed behind with Gracia and helped her with her flower shop. My hair had gone back to it's natural brown color, so I didn't have to explain the silver to strangers. Since there was no alchemy in this world, I never had an alchemic accident that changed my hair color. Gracia was good company and so was Maes when he was there, but I still missed Roy.
I knew that it was stupid of me to miss someone who had long ago moved on from me. That much was clear when I saw him after Ed and I crossed the gate to go to Central. He had explained it all to me, but it didn't stop me from being angry with them. According to Al, he moved on pretty quickly after Ed and I disappeared. When he told me that I should go back with Ed and Al because there was nothing left for me on that side, I let my anger get the best of me. I hated Roy Mustang with every part of me for the longest time. Ed and Al left me alone about it and his name was never mentioned in our tiny apartment.
It took a lot of time for me to get over it since we had been on and off for a few years and had actually took the step to getting engaged that last time we were together. Still, after a few months, I was able to think about him and not burst out in tears. I grew stronger each and every day. I never dated, but I had never found the right guy. Maes tried his hardest to set me up with countless men that he knew, but I declined. He was exactly like the Maes I knew, which gave me a small sense of comfort. Instead of dating, I took the time to enjoy being single and not having to worry about a man getting jealous when other guys hit on me. I still wore my engagement ring that Roy had given back, but it was more like my own piece of home and not an old engagement ring. For the most part, I was sure that I would never find another man to replace the Roy Mustang that I had fallen in love with.
That was until HE came into my life.