Drip drop drip drop. The moonlight glistened in the newly shed liquid; the stench of blood filled the air like a bitter fragrance. Drip drop.30 men fallen on ground, some still ready to fire the gun that never got a chance. In this death field, battlefield, stood a girl that many would still call a child. Drip drop. The scent filled her nostrils and her mind with many memories. Finally she opened her eyes revealing a site that many wont see, or live to tell. Whitish, crystal blue and whitish emerald green, a trait she got from both mother and father. Her pale skin contrasted with the crimson blood that sprayed on her body. Drip Drop Drip Drop. She turned her gaze towards the ceiling at the blood dripping off it, pondering on how it got up there. Drip drop drip drop meow? Her head snapped to the direction to the disturbance towards her melody. A small black kitten sat on the window sill, across the room. It stared at her with crystal blue eyes that shined from the moon. She turned her head away from it, to the wall that closest to her. She stepped towards that wall and clapped her hands, and touched the wall causing a blinding light to shine, filling the room. When she was satisfied with her work she lifted her hands causing the light to disappear. After she looked over her work, she turned back to the spot where she first saw the kitten. Seeing it in the same spot, same position, she walked over to it. She's stretched out a black, gloved hand and scratched behind the kitten's ear. The kitten instantly purred causing the girl to smile. She toke her hand back and walked back to the center of the room and picked up a sword with inscriptions on it. She pulled out a cloth from the pocket of her black skirt, after cleaning the blade she put it in the sheath that hung from a black belt. She turned back to the kitten once again and then walked over to it. She petted her new friend and then picked her, the kitten, up. The kitten purred and then she walked out the door. Once out of the room she grabbed a coat from under a wooden table by the door way. She set both the kitten and coat down on top of the table and then got on her knees. She opened a loose floor board under the table and inside was a change of clothes so she grabbed those and started taking off her clothes. After she got her boots off she put all the clothes and sword into the opening and clapped her hands. Once again, when her hands touched the floor, a bright light filled the room but unlike last time when she removed her hands the floor glowed for a few seconds later. Once the glowing stopped the clothes and sword were gone. She then changed into the fuzzy white long sleeve shirt that went half way up her neck and a pair of dark jeans. After she was got on her converse shoes, she went back to the open door that lead to the massacre, and kneeled down next to a pool of blood. For the last time that night she clapped her hands and touched the floor causing the bright light to appear again and then she dipped the tips of her hair into the crimson blood. She kept her hands on the floor as the blood creped up her hair causing the white blonde to become a soft, smooth light red. When her hair was fully red she sat up and then grabbed the long trench coat from the table and pulled a comp out of the pocket and fixed her hair with a side part and combed straight down. She looked in the mirror that was fixed above the table and once she was satisfied she looked around for her friend. She saw the small cat rubbing against a wall next to the stair case, she smiled looking at the kitten then she set the comb on the table and walked over to her friend.
Looking back at the table, "I'll try to ease their frustrations and enhance the chase for them."
After saying that she picked up the kitten and walked down the stairs to the door that kept these apartments from the rest of the worlds view. She looked once again in a mirror on the walls beside her to make sure that she looked different and then the kitten meowed and looked up the staircase.
The girl smiled, "I don't have DNA unless its token from my blood," she laughed, "and then it would break their computer. She grabbed the hand of the door and twisted it, and once she opened the barrier bright lights of city life flashed her in the eyes. She just quietly stepped out of the apartment complex and walked down the street as if nothing had happened. The kittens toke in all the sites, and then it saw a restaurant and started meowing. The girl looked at the restaurant too and smiled. She suddenly frowned when she noticed that she can't just bring a cat in so she looked around and found a store that sold many types of bags. She walked inside and instantly found a bag that was made for a small dog to stay inside but it looked like a purse. She smiled and got it off the rack and then went to the case register. She pulled money out from her pocket, she had placed it there when she put the pants under the floor board, and paid for the kittens new traveling style. She placed her friend inside and zipped it up part way so she couldn't stick her head out but could get air. Then she walked across the busy street to the restaurant on the other side. When she walked in she was asked how many people and she held up one finger. They seated her in a corner seat next to the window, she set the purse beside her and looked at the menu. After a couple minutes two men walked in, one was tall with light brown hair and ash brown eyes, while the other was a little shorter and had golden hair with golden eyes. They both had white gloves on and trench coats, longer then hers. One had a brown coat on while the other had a red one on. You could see their family resemblance and familiarity. All the girls watched then but the red head rolled her eyes and looked back at the menu. A couple seconds later a waitress came and toke her order then left with her menu. She kept nervously looking at her back which you could hear purring coming from it. The two men had sat in a booth behind her. The kittens purring got louder, from her finding a loose string and playing with it.
"Alphonse I told you not to bring that cat with us," it sounded like the older one of the two.
"Brother it's not me this time I swear," that was definitely the younger one, that she guessed name was Alphonse.
"Cough it up Al," the older one seemed annoyed.
"Ed I swear it's not me," you could hear the innocence in his voice.
"Then who would it be," The older one responded in a softer tone.
"Meow," the girl eyes got big and she sank in her seat and looked down hiding her face in embarrassment.
"That sounded like it was behind us," the older one said curiously. He turned around and look at her then poked her in the shoulder. She just pretended not to feel it.
"Um Miss your purse is purring," the younger one said smiling. He was now out of his seat standing next to her. Her face turned bright red as she looked up at him.
"Umm it tends to do that sometimes," she turned brighter. He smiled then looked at his brother.
"Are you sitting her alone?" Alphonse asked her. She just nodded.
"May we sit with you then," the younger one again said. She nodded again. He sat on the bench across from her. Ed gave Al a weird look.
"Don't worry we're not going to tell the restaurant but may I see it?" he smiled and Ed smacked his forehead. Unfortunately for Ed it was the wrong hand and he cried in pain. She looked over at him in a sort of panic
"are you alright," she asked.
"yeah," Ed replied rubbing his sore forehead. She caught a glimpse of metal from where his glove didn't meet his sleeve.
"Auto-mail? Edward Elric right?," she turned to Alphonse, "that would make you Alphonse Elric the Soul Alchemist, am I right?"
"so you've heard of us," Alphonse said surprised.
"Yeah not from the media though from a friend of ours, she wouldn't stop talking about you guys when you went missing," she said sitting back down and then picking up the purse and handing it to Alphonse.
He put it on his lap and opened it slightly to fit his hand and pet the kitten, "whose that?"
"Winry Rockbell," she said it like it was nothing.
Ed was surprised, "how did you guys meet."
"Childhood friends," was all she said as she looked around the restaurant.
"WHAT! What is your name?" Alphonse was shocked that Winry had a childhood friend that she didn't tell them about.
The girl got panicked again but looked calm, "Um... Kara."
Ed thought and it didn't ring a bell, "That's odd Winry never has mentioned you."
"Yeah well we lost contact for a long time," the waitress came with Kara's food. She pushed it towards Alphonse and pointed to the purse. He started tearing pieces and giving it to the kitten.
"So you lived in Resembol?" Ed asked. She just nodded as memories filled her head that she didn't want to ever see again. She waited until Al finished feeding the cat about half the food then she smiles and signaled the waitress to get the rest to go. Ed kept trying to ask her questions but then she would look and not pay attention. When the waitress came back with the food she smiled and said thank you. She paid for the food and tip then stood up.
"Next time you talk to Winry tell her I love her and I'm sorry please forgive me," she smiled.
"You love her?" Ed looked at her with big eyes.
"Yeah," she grabbed the food then gently toke the purse from Alphonse, "she's only family, my sister." After that was said she just waved good bye and left.
Ed and Al looked at each other, "Weird girl."
A/N: Ok tell me what you think. I'll try to get the second chapter up by Saturday and there are pictures on my profile