AN: This was actually my first Fan fic I ever wrote. But I kept rewriting the beginning, adding different ideas until I was finally happy with the results. I have no idea if Noah will fall in love with someone, but the again, I don't exactly know the wholde plot for this story. And yes, I'm working on my other fics. I just had to post this before I forgot about it.

Disclaimer: I don't own Fullmetal Alchemist. Only Noah and her family.


Chapter 1


"Mommy?"

"Where are you Mommy?"

Creeping to the basement, opening the door, stepping into a room full of pictures on the walls. "Mommy?"

There she is, sitting outside one of the circles she drew. Her hair's a mess, and she had dark bags under her eyes. I don't have her pretty hazel eyes. She's wearing the dress Daddy and I picked out for her birthday, before Daddy left. It's a pretty scarlet color. She looks up.

"Come here sweetie…" she beckons.

Stepping over to her, being hugged… She's crying. But she's smiling as well.

"Mommy?"

"It'll be over in a bit sweetie. I need you to help me find Daddy. Will you help me?"

"Of course Mommy!"

Naïve. That's how I was as a child. Back then, the world was perfect. Everybody was happy and content, nothing bad could happen… How wrong I was…

Gasping for breath, I shakily sat up, my sheets pooling around my waist. My hair fell around me, a few strands sticking to my sweaty face. I placed a cool hand on my brow. A dream. It was just a dream. It can't happen again. Nobody can hurt you like that again. You're not as naïve as you were before.

With a sigh, I swung my legs out of bed, before heading over to the bathroom that was connected to my room. The water for my shower was freezing, but I didn't care. It woke me up. I walked back to my room in nothing but a towel. After digging out my underwear and putting that on, I started to rummage through my dresser, pulling out the clothes I would wear for today. It turns out I would be wearing a dark brown turtleneck that ended just below my bust so my stomach would show, a cream colored vest, low ride dark blue jeans, and my usual black boots. I pulled my white midback length hair back in a low ponytail, not bothering to brush my chin length bangs away from my face. They were useful for hiding my eyes. My right eye was blue while my left was red. My skin was pale, but that's because it usually was cloudy here.

As I stepped outside, I took a deep breath. The rain was coming down like cats and dogs. Then again, it was hardly sunny in this abandoned town. The Military had waged war here against some other country and destroyed most of the town, killing almost everyone living there. Those who survived fled and since then, the town has been rumored to be haunted. So nobody comes around here anymore. And that works for me, seeing as I didn't want anyone to find me. After all, I was supposed to be dead.

Weaving through random alleys and back streets, I contently headed towards one of the butcher shops. I usually hung out around them, seeing as they had knives and some frozen foods that were still good. I needed to get some more meat. The rain had drenched me, but it didn't bother me in the slightest. It took a lot for me to get sick. I was a few meters away from the store when I heard some muffled cursing. I froze, my body stiffening. An alley a little bit in front of me was the origin of the sound. After a few minutes had passed, the cursing getting quieter until it stopped all together, I crept towards the alley, peaking around the corner. Sure I could defend myself, but it's better safer than sorry.

Through the rain, I saw a figure lying somewhat curled up on the ground, near some garbage. I meandered closer, trying to see if the person was till alive. When I was in striking distance, I managed to see that the person was a guy, around eighteen or nineteen years old, with long dark greenish black hair that went to near his waist. His skin was pale and his eyes were closed. His clothes were slightly shredded, but I could see they were skintight and black. He had some type of sleeveless turtleneck that ended just below his chest, shorts that ended halfway down his thigh, and some kind of skirt. Was he wearing a skort? He had some strange kind of socks, a headband, and fingerless gloves. I noticed something on his left thigh. A closer look revealed it to be some kind of alchemic mark. I looked closer at it.

Crest of Ouroboros…

I jolted back. He was a homunculus. I heard there were seven of them, all name after the Seven Deadly Sins. I wonder which one he is. Weren't they all serving somebody name Dante? If I remember correctly, they were after some kid named Edward something or other. Hey, I may avoid people and things like that, but I have other ways of getting information. Gotta keep up with the times. I could leave him here, in the rain, where he would probably die, if that was possible. He was still breathing, though it was faint. Or I could bring him back home and possibly have him kill me when he wakes up. To let him live or to not let him live, that is the question. There's a chance one of us'll die either way.

The rain was still falling. Silence was my answer.

Screw it. I pulled one of his arms over my shoulder and somehow maneuvered most of his weight onto me. I don't how I did it, but I eventually dropped him onto the couch in my home. I then shrugged my shoes off near the door, and went to the closet and pulled out two towels. I quickly dried my hair the best I could and changed into a pair of sweats and a flannel shirt. After doing so, I went back out to the living room and started to dry off the homunculus. While I was drying his hair, he stirred. He groggily opened his eyes, blinking as he tired to clear his vision. His eyes were a stunning purple color and his pupils were somewhat cat like. They were amazing. He finally looked at me, seeing as I sat with his head in my lap. His lips pulled back in a snarl. "What do you think you're doing bitch?"

I raised an eyebrow. "I think I'm drying your hair." I told him, not at all frightened. I said earlier that I knew how to defend myself. He shot is hand towards my throat, probably to try and snap my neck. His eyes widened as I caught his wrist. "Calm down and let me finish drying your hair. Then I'll give you a change of clothes. You can crash here until you finish healing, or whatever." I told him, almost done with his hair. He narrowed his eyes at me just as I finished, throwing the towel by the basement door down the hall. I slipped off the couch, sorting through the clothes that were in the guest room until I found another pair of sweats and an oversized shirt, and emerged back into the living room and dumped the clothes on his stomach where he glared at me. I shrugged, before heading back towards my room. "Bathroom's down the hall." I told him over my shoulder before going back into my room, closing the door behind me.

As I laid on my bed, staring at the ceiling, I relized I never asked for him name. I never gave him my name either. All well. That's what mornings were for.


I yawned, blinking as my vision cleared. My sheets were haphazardly wrinkled all around me. My mind was fuzzy with sleep for once. It was rare for me to have a dreamless night of sleep. I was grateful for every night like that I got. Nightmares were not something I enjoyed. Sitting up, I kick my sheets away from my legs before getting up and heading to the shower, before getting dressed a few minutes later. Today I chose to wear a red tank top, black jeans, and my favorite skull choker. There was no need to put on shoes, seeing as I would probably spend the whole day inside. I headed out the living room, seeing that it was around noon. There, propped up with a few pillows he probably took from the guest room, was the homunculus from yesterday. He was glaring out the window, which had the curtains drawn to the sides. It was still raining. In a sense, he was acting like a cat or something. I raised an eyebrow and he looked over at me as he finally noticed I had entered the room. "Feeling better?" I asked, sauntering over to the kitchen, which could overlook the living room. I hardly used the dining room. So I was used to eating in the kitchen or the living room. The guy stared at me before answering with a grunt. I guess he wasn't happy with me. "What's a human like you doing out here?" he asked. I turned to look at him, only to step back as he was standing right behind me. He glared at me intensely. When his words registered completely in my mind, I started to laugh. Gods, it had been how many years since I last laughed? He growled at me. I managed to quiet my laughter a bit before I answered him. "You're funny. You think I'm human. I'm a homunculus like you, though when I was still human, I was transmuted alive." I said, turning back to the fridge. I pulled out some eggs and started to make breakfast. The homunculus stared at me as he watched me move around the kitchen. A thought popped up in my mind.

"That's right, I never gave you my name. I'm Noah Rider."

"Envy." he told me, finally grinning.

I finished making scrambled eggs, toast, and placed two plates on the coffee table in the loving room, grabbing some fruit and juice. We both filled our plates and started to talk as we ate. Envy wasn't that bad of a guy. He killed humans while I avoided them. Apparently, the pipsqueak they were after was his younger half brother. And they hated each other with a passion. It was an enjoyable afternoon.


A blond and a suit of armor stepped into the center of the town, trying to find cover from the rain. After taking shelter in a nearby empty building, the blond sighed, exasperated. "How the hell would Envy make it out here? It's raining constantly." he asked the armor. "But brother, this place is abandoned, so he could rest up without calling attention to himself. And most of the leads Colonel Mustang gives us are true." the armor replied in a young voice. The bond nodded. "We'll have to find a place to stay for the night. We can look for him in the morning, when we'll hopefully have better light."

The two entered the building they had taken covered under and found some cots. They quickly fell asleep. Gods know they needed it.

Tomorrow, they were going to learn exactly what chaos was.


AN: So what do you guys think? I'll try to make the chapters long, but I can't guarentee anything. Hope you guys like it.