There was shouting, yelling and the sound of a chair being thrown against a wall. I had finally had it, I jumped out the window and ran, taking only one look back at the single floor house. Arguments were a normal occurrence between my step-father and I. My goal in life is to serve Amestris as a State Alchemist, my mother's husband wanted me to take after him and take over his shop. My mother would normally just quietly watch, knowing that she couldn't do anything to stop us. This latest argument went farther than all the other ones before it. When he claimed that I'd be marching to my death like my biological father, who died the day I was born. I threw a chair at him, before running down the hall and jumping through a closed window, sending glass everywhere, and I was finally free. I took off down the back roads of my home city, Liore. All I took with me was the clothes that I was wearing, a black shirt and jeans, and a book on Alchemy. It was written by the Elric Brothers, and covers all the fundamentals of Alchemy, including a new theory developed specifically by the 2. That aside, I'll introduce myself. My name is Yamato Kokaonüsse and I'm 15 years old. I have brown eyes, brown hair, pale skin and I'm about 5'5".

Continuing my run through several alleyways, I reached my destination of choice, an abandoned church that was once used to worship Leto during the time when Father Cornello led the church with his fake miracles. I pulled a pair of gloves out of my pocket. They both had an identical transmutation circle sewed into its palm. Each consisting of 2 triangles that faced opposite directions, the triangle that pointed towards my fingers overlapping the other, a line from each corner of the topmost triangle led towards a small circle in the very center, inside of that is an eight sided star, a circle that touched every point on the triangles, a second circle that surrounded the other, 6 smaller triangles that pointed towards the center of the circle and symbols around the 2nd largest ring. I checked to see if anybody could see me. Luckily, it was evening and few people were out in the desert town, none of which we even paying me any mind. I clapped my hands together and slammed them against the church's wall, creating 2 thick doors.

I slipped inside, closing the doors behind me. It had succumbed to years of misuse and lack of maintenance. The walls were beginning to breakdown, part of the roof had crumbled away. Against the wall, across the room from where I had entered, stood a statue of Leto that was missing its head. I walked up to the statue, and using some of the debris around it and the bit of the wall behind it, I transmuted a new head on the statue. This place had become somewhat of a hideout for me. As I got older, I found myself spending more and more time here, usually rereading this book of mine. I've dreamed of becoming a State Alchemist for most of my life, despite most people not liking my choice of career. The job has become better in the past few years, with less killing and wars since Führer Mustang took power. "Hello!" I heard a girl excitedly shout. My head shot in her direction.

"Um… hi," I quietly replied. Most of the time, only curious children and I come to this place. I've never seen her before in my life. She had blonde hair that was tied up in twin tails and reached halfway down her back. She was about the same height as me, and she wore a high collared, tight button up shirt. This was accompanied by a black pleated skirt with skin-tight thigh-length shorts on underneath. She also wore black platform boots and strange target markings that stopped at her elbows. The irises of her eyes were black. She was a few feet from me, which surprised me that I didn't notice. Usually, I'm much more cautious of my surroundings, but I didn't even hear any footsteps.

"Tell me, why has an alchemist like yourself come to this beat-up old place?" She asked. "I thought that all the locals hated this place."

"All of them do, except for me. This place caused a battle here about 16 years back. I come here, because I like the quiet." I replied.

"Yeah, I can see why. I've been here for a week and you're the only person I've seen thus far." It was apparent that the hint went right over her head.

"I've answered your question. Now tell me, why are you here?"

"Because I don't have a home… What about you? It's getting late and here you are. It'll be too dark to read here at night." She stated, suddenly getting defensive.

"I needed to get away."

"So what? Are you a runaway or something?" It was an interesting question.

"I guess that's what you could call me..."

"Hah, a runaway alchemist." She laughed. "And just what do you hope to achieve with your new life as a runaway?"

"This girl is really getting annoying." I thought, beginning to become irritated by the loud girl berating me. "I don't have to tell you that."

"Oh and why is that? Didn't think that far ahead, did you?"

"I have long since decided to become a State Alchemist, and that's what I'll do!"

"An Alchemist of the State, huh? Now you've got my interest. I'd like your help."

"You were just acting like that, and now you want my help? What the hell?"

"It's more like a deal. I'll help you become a State Alchemist if you help me in return."

"What kind of help?"

"I'll tell you, if you accept."

"She is being really difficult. But if I want a chance, she may be of use. That is, if she has anything good to bring to the table." I thought, before an idea popped into my head. "If I'm to accept, you're going to have to prove yourself of use." I suggested. "How are you going to help me achieve my goal?" She smiled at the question.

"I was hoping that you'd ask that." She stated. Red electricity began to jump in her hand, as a blade grew out of the palm of her hand. No transmutation circles or even so much as a gesture, and this blade had erupted out of her hand! It's an alchemy of which I've never seen before! It took me a moment to realize that my jaw was hanging open, and I immediately closed my mouth. "If I win, you must accept. If I lose, I'll answer all your questions and then leave the choice up to you. Now get yourself a weapon, before I grow impatient." I put my hands on the ground, and a sword began to take shape. It was a one-sided sword that was about as long as my arm and curved slightly towards the back of the blade. A snake coiled around the grip, appearing to rest its head on the blade. I removed the sword from the ground, giving it a test swing. Its center of gravity was lower than I intended, but other than that it was just fine. She took that as a sign that I was ready and attacked. She was bringing her arm blade down towards my left shoulder. I sidestepped the swing, and swung at her head with the back of the blade. She ducked under the attack and then did something I never expected. She head-butted me in the chest, with a surprising amount of force. The blow knocked the air out of my lungs sending me staggering back, coughing and wheezing. She placed her weapon on the back of my neck. "I win." She declared, before the blade disappeared. She wiped the floor with me in only a few seconds. I took a moment to regain my breath before putting the sword I made back into the floor.

"Alright, you win. Just tell me, what the heck was that?" I asked, taking off my gloves and putting them in my pockets.

"Maybe it was alchemy, maybe it wasn't. I'll tell you, once I know that you won't bail."

"I'm a man of my word, and therefore I accept your deal."

"Then I'll be telling you tomorrow."

"Tomorrow?"

"Tomorrow, see you then." She turned and began to walk away, disappearing deeper into the church. As she was doing so, I noticed something strange. On the back of her neck, there was a tattoo of a serpent eating its own tail. I know I had seen it before.

"Maybe it is alchemy related…" I suggested, opening my book. I skimmed over the hardcover, looking to see if the symbol lay within its pages. Around the three fourths mark, I found it. It was called the Ouroboros, or he who eats his own tail, and is found on all Homunculi. I didn't read the Homunculus part of this book, it seemed to be a bunch of nonsense at first glance. They were described as soulless beings created through alchemy. The pages gave signs as to what to look for in a homunculus; such as the mark of the Ouroboros, and there being a Philosopher's Stone at their core. As for their capabilities, it read along the lines of them not having a soul, allowing them to transform their bodies in ways not possible for normal humans. So far, she fits the description and explains the whole blade in the arm thing, although I'm a bit hesitant to rip open her chest and see if she has a heart or not. "What the hell did I just get myself into?" I asked aloud.


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