Me: I've been wanting to upload this FMA fanfic for a while now!

Ed: Why didn't you?

Me: Because...I was busy, Edo-kun!

Alphonse: Well...who are these two?

Me: Right, right, this is Emma Daniels, and this is her brother, Will Trowels.

Emma: Hi there!

Will: -nods head-

Edward: Well, last I checked, she's not that cow woman...what's her name? Oh, right Hiromu Arakawa.

Alphonse: Brother...well, she's honestly not, so...she doesn't own anyone from Fullmetal Alchemist.

Emma: She only takes credit for Will and me!

Me: Please enjoy this Fullmetal fanfic!~


First Day: And so It Begins

"Hey! I finally figured it out!"

"Fwmf?" The girl swallows her the breakfast she had been eating when her adoptive brother and childhood friend came bursting into the kitchen. "Big brother? What's going on?"

"I've figured out how to work it! See?" The boy held out a strange bird made of wood. No carvings, though there were plenty of strange markings of rectangular shapes on it. "You know what this means? It's possible here! It really is!"

"Big brother? I don't get what you're saying." The ten-year-old sighed. "What are you getting so worked up about?"

"Just look, I found out how to make it possible. And if I can do this, I know I can do more...both brother and I, we managed it!"

"Managed what?"

"What was thought lost throughout the centuries, little sister. Alchemy!"

"Alchemy?"

"Goof-ball. It's a science that's said to make you feel like you can do magic. Doing things like making gold from lead!" The girl would admit, she was a little interested. But science wasn't her strong-suit. Neither was math at that matter. It was then they heard a loud thump coming from upstairs.

"Isn't Bigger brother up there?" The girl asked, worrying for her brother's twin. The boy paled, and rushed upstairs. The little girl following at his heels, breakfast forgotten.

"Tony!" The boy screamed, trying to open the door. It was locked from the inside. "TONY! Damn it...ANTHONY TROWELS OPEN THIS DOOR!" He shouted. Feeling annoyed, he took a pencil from his pocket, and started drawing on the door.

"Bigger brother? Bigger brother, are you okay?" The girl asked, feeling scared. She didn't like what was going on. At all. Just then she saw her brother place his hands on the strange circle he had finished drawing. There was a strange flash of blue, and suddenly a portion of the door disappeared. The girl's eyes widened in shock.

"Tony, what...the..." What words that had once been in the boy's mouth had suddenly died when he saw his twin brother on the floor. "Tony?"

"Bigger brother?" The girl asked when she saw the older boy on the floor. Surrounded by blood. Her emerald eyes widened, and started feeling sick. It was her parents all over again. She ran to the bathroom to vomit. Her hair being tied back helped as she emptied the contents from her stomach.

~~Flash Forward: Older Brother: 15, Younger Sister: 12~~

"Hey, come here!" It had been two years since the sudden death of their oldest brother, and since then, the boy had continued studying the lost art known as alchemy. His russet hair was in disarray, his amber eyes were blood-shot, and bags were making themselves known on his face. How long ago had it been since her brother slept?

"Big brother?" The girl asked, looking at him concerned. "What's going on?"

"Follow me...I think I can do it. But I need your help." The way his voice sounded made the girl anxious. There was something telling her that she shouldn't. That it would be bad for both of them. Looking at the one she'd known as her brother, she could only nod, as she put her book down, and followed her adoptive family member down to the basement.

"Big brother, w-what is this?"

"A taboo." He said with a smile. "But don't worry. No one will know what we did. I promise. It'll be our secret, alright?" The boy took her hand and sliced it with a knife, before doing the same to his own. "Just do what I do, okay?" Negative feelings kept coming over the young twelve-year-old girl, but she loved her brother as any sister would. It was okay to trust him, right? She looked at the wound on her hand. She fought back the urge to throw-up. Following her brother's lead, she placed her hands on the array before them...

~~Present~~

"Heeeeey!" I complained, "Big brother, are we there yet?"

"Em, we'll get there, when we get there." My brother said taking out a silver pocket watch from his pants pocket, checking it, then putting it away. I only pouted. We were in the middle of the desert, for goodness's sake! And this sand storm really wasn't helping. "Look! I see the town now!" He exclaimed shortly after. Sure enough he pointed in the direction of the said town. I looked at it, and sighed.

"That's Lior?" I asked, staring at this city. "Big brother, can you please remind me why we're even here?"

"Don't worry, Emma."

"When you tell me not to worry, that's when I worry!" I complained. My brother isn't really my brother. But the truth is, I don't remember much of what happened before waking up in a place I was unfamiliar with. Bits and peaces will occasionally come to me, but none make sense. Like a dream. My brother is sixteen, and pretty tall. He used to have a russet brown hair color, but after traveling across the desert for weeks, it was more lighter, and had gotten longer. About to his shoulders. His skin was darker too, though not by much. The fact of the matter is, we would've been to Lior faster if my brother weren't so afraid to ride the trains.

"Isn't the heat getting to you, Emma?" He asked me, while I was trailing behind him.

"No. Not really." I said truthfully. I guess my body remembers things I don't. Heat never seems to bother me. Not even if I wore a black jacket, black tube top, black jeans tucked into boots...which I actually was. My hair wasn't really short, but it wasn't actually medium length, but the brown silky strands were long enough to be styled in a high ponytail, leaving two strands framing my baby face. Actually everyone thought I was seven.

"I guess some things don't change about a person. Even if they are suffering from amnesia." He said with a smile.

"Remind me again, what exactly are we going to Lior for?"

"My superior told me that there's a chance we can find something about a certain object I'm trying to find, Emma."

"And, that being?"

"I'm not authorized to tell you just yet, Em." Military crap again. It's been a year already since he joined. Which surprised me to a great extent. I guess so long as you had some talent, things seemed more likely to happen for you. Not that I knew any— "Em, we're here."

Sure enough, here we are in the city of Lior. Seemed pretty lively... "Big brother, what's going on here?" I asked seeing a mob in the central part of the city. I didn't see any pitch forks, so I was pretty sure it wasn't an angry mob. A flash of blue soon answered my question. We looked at one another, a silent agreement: we were going to check it out. I was the first to start pushing my way through the crowd. What I saw was a suit of armor fixing a broken radio. I looked at it in awe.

"There, that should do it, right brother?" The armor asked someone. The said brother, who turned out to be a pipsqueak, approved of the armor's work.

"Not to shabby." He said.

"You've been touched by the Sun God, Leto!" The man at the stand exclaimed in shock.

"Who now?" Me and the blonde-haired shorty asked. My voice didn't go unnoticed by the two in the center of the crowd.

"Huh? Hey, brother, look!"

"Been a while." The smaller of the brothers said.

"Hey there shorty, hadn't seen you since the train station." My brother deadpanned.

"WHO THE HELL IS SO SHORT YOU CAN CRUSH LIKE A DAMN ANT?" This was my first time seeing these two, but I guess my brother saw them at one point.

"So you're William Trowels?" The tin can asked, "So you're the new state alchemist brother told me about."

"Yup."

"Trowels?" A bystander asked. "Tell me something, boy, you wouldn't happen to be William Trowels the Long-Range Alchemist, right?"

"That's my code name, yeah." He wasn't one to flaunt his status. That I am glad. I heard state alchemists were about the same rank as a Major. "But I don't like being called William. Feel free to just call me Will."

"You should also of heard of us then." The blonde said. "We're the Elric brothers!"

"Elric? OH! I've heard of 'em! The older one is the Fullmetal Alchemist!" Bystander Two said. I looked at the armor amazed. Like the townspeople, I thought the armor was the said state alchemist...well, until I heard Will laughing.

"Please, I can understand why you would think so, but the kid in the armor isn't the famed Fullmetal Alchemist."

"Eh? If it's not him..." Bystander Three said.

"Then you mean to say the Fullmetal Alchemist is actually..." Continues Bystander One.

"That pipsqueak over there?" Finishes Bystander Two. I hid behind Will when I saw the actual Fullmetal Alchemist start ranting and nearly throwing people with strength that didn't seem possible for someone his height.

"I'm actually his little brother, Alphonse Elric." The armor, Alphonse, said.

"I'm the Fullmetal Alchemist, Edward Elric." My eyes widened in amazement. He's the Fullmetal Alchemist? Wow. He's no taller than I am now.

"You're not much taller than I am." I pointed out, still hiding behind Will.

"So, Trowels, who is this kid, anyway?" Edward asked, looking at me.

"My sister." Will said, rolling his eyes. "Ed, this is Emma Daniels. Emma, this is Edward Elric, and that's his younger brother, Alphonse." He moved me in front of him, so that we could properly meet.

"How old are you supposed to be?" Edward asked looking me over.

"I'm thirteen." I said bluntly. "Big brother said I'll be fourteen this upcoming winter. What about you?"

"Fifteen."

"I don't believe you. Big brother is sixteen, and he's taller than you are."

"Why you...!" I could tell he was about to probably hit me, but Alphonse held his brother back. Deciding I would mess around with Edward later, I asked one of the townsfolk of this "Leto" they were speaking of.

"Are you interested in Letoism?" A newcomer asked of us. I looked in the direction of the voice. It was a female who had long brown hair, with her bangs dyed a pinkish color. She was holding a bag of groceries. If I had to guess her age, I'd say she was about in her early twenties. "I'm Rose, by the way."

"I'm Emma Daniels, this is my brother, Will Trowels." I introduced myself and my brother. "And yes, we are. See, my brother, our friends, and I, we all would like to learn a little more of this religion of yours, right guys?" I said looking in their direction. I just met the Elrics, but already I could tell Ed was about to say something that might ruin what chances they had.

"Yeah, we are actually." Alphonse said, picking up on my scheme. "Is there an official we can speak to about this?"

"Father Cornello would be thrilled to know you're all interested!" Rose said. I was sure that if she wasn't holding the paper bags I'm sure she would've clapped her hands together.

"Rose," I asked, while we were walking towards the town's church, "uh, do you think you can give me a little information of this religion you're so proud of?"

"Of course, Emma." Rose said with a smile. "It was Father Cornello who established it. What's amazing is that he can perform miracles."

"Miracles?" Three of us asked. Ed asked in skepticism, Al in shock, and me in awe.

"Yes." Rose said, starting to get into a dream-state. "He can do anything. He can bring prolonged life to the living, and revive those who died. He can also forgive any sins you've committed. If you don't believe me, you should see for yourself...oh! Look, there he is now!" By this point, we have found ourselves at a larger mob than what we saw at the stand a few blocks back. Rose ushered us through the crowd, so that we could get a good spot to see Father Cornello. Will put his suit case on the floor so I could stand on it, and I saw that Edward had done the same for his own. Comparing Will and Al's height, I realized that while I would be just below Al's elbow, will was almost up to his shoulder. I also noted that Al and Ed had a serpent's cross. Ed's on the back of his red cloak, while Al's was on his left shoulder plate.

I turned my attention back to where the attention of other people were. From where I was standing, I saw a guy who was probably in his late thirties, or early forties...actually, he could be in his fifties for all I knew. He was clothed in black, and had a pale scarf hanging over his shoulders. He was bald, and I saw he wore a ring on the middle finger of his right hand. He held a small flower, and right before our eyes it was changed into an oversized gem shaped like a flower...and it was bigger than he was.

"Wow." I was impressed, but I had to keep up my charade. "Y'know, Rose, that is pretty cool...is that what you mean by miracles?"

"Yes, it is." Rose said smiling over to me. "I'm sure Father Cornello would be pleased to know you're interested.

"Oh, we're interested alright." Ed spoke up, jumping off his suit case. "Excuse me, Miss, but do you think you can take us to see Father Cornello?"

"Of course!" And just like that, the four of us were led to into the Church of Leto.

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"Big brother," I whispered, tugging on Will's shirt. "When will you tell me what we're looking for?"

"Emma." This was how he ended these conversations. He'd say my name in a cold tone, and I'd shut up about it.

"Big brother." I instead replied with the same tone. "You've been keeping me in the dark for a year now. What is it we're searching for?"

"I can't tell you. But that doesn't mean you can't find out for yourself. I'll still be obeying my orders, the bastard said I couldn't tell you. He said nothing of keeping you from 'accidentally' finding out." He said this with a wink and I looked up to him feeling skeptic about his reply.

"If you say so..." By then Rose had led us to a set of double doors. They opened on their own, and we soon greeted by the man we all saw in front of the church.

"Welcome, my children, are you, by chance interested in learning the ways of Leto?"

"We have a few questions, actually." I spoke up, before Ed could.

"I don't know your face, who might you be, young one?"

"Emma." I said.

"Emma. A fine name. Now what is it you wish to know?" The brothers, the Elrics and mine, stared at me as I stood in front of them.

"I heard you can perform miracles, but I couldn't exactly tell from where I was viewing. If you don't mind, could you give us a personal demonstration?"

"I see, you're quite interested in, is that correct?"

"I don't know yet. Maybe." I said innocently. I may be thirteen, but with my face and height, I'm almost always mistaken for someone much younger. It's the baby face, and the fact my voice was still underdeveloped. "Can you turn this cenz coin into a small statue?" Cornello smiled, and offered his hand to accept the coin. Just as he was asked, he changed it into a small statue of...well, at least he had some class. It was a small statue of me. And unlike the blue lights I'd see in alchemy, these were red. Wait...was my chest really that flat?

"Just as I thought." Edward spoke up, a smirk on his face. "This isn't a miracle. It's alchemy! You're going against the Laws of Equivalent Exchange!"

"I'll agree with Shorty here." Will said, placing his hands behind his head. "You're a freaking fraud."

"There's only one thing that allows you to ignore Equivalent Exchange." Ed said, his voice grave, but with a hint of determination. "And from what you showed us, I know for a fact now! Give it to us!"

"I don't know what you're talking about."

"Don't play dumb. I know it's the ring on your hand! You're using alchemy while going against the Laws!"

"Father...Cornello...is what he says is true? Does this mean you won't bring me back Kain?" Rose was making a beeline for Cornello, but I quickly grabbed hold of her, keeping her back.

"Rose!" I screamed, trying to hold her back. "Rose, get a hold of yourself! Please!" In my haste, I was reminded why I shouldn't be holding on to people...thus grabbing Rose wasn't a good idea...

"Rose, you seem worried, what's ailing you, love?" A man asks her. Rose—whose eyes I was looking through in this dream—looks up to the man who addressed me. "Are you feeling well?"

"I'm thrilled, Kain." Rose says, looking up to him with a look of pure love for the man before her. "I'm just—"

"Wait, Rose, I just have one question I need to ask, alright?" Rose watches in awe and shock as her boyfriend gets down on one knee, holding out a small box. Her hands fly to her face, covering her mouth, as though to keep back an embarrassing squeal. "It took two years, but I finally managed to get the money I needed to get you this. Will you marry me, Rose?"

"K-Kain!" Rose was now teary-eyed, as she jumped into Kain's arms, crying tears of joy, all the while repeating over again and again; "Yes, I will! I will..."

"I love you, Rose."

The scene suddenly changes, and I'm shown a new scene...

"No! Kain, no! You can't leave me like this!" This memory was a few months later, and there had been an accident. Rose was in the very pits of despair, crying over the death of her fiance. "He...no...what am I supposed to do now?"

"Child, what ails you?" The unmistakable voice of Cornello asks Rose. She looks up from the corpse of her lover, tears staining her cheeks. "I see...you lost the man you love. But do not fear, my child, for in time I'm sure I can resurrect your dearest. Let Leto be your guide to your salvation."

"Can...you really bring Kain back to me?"

"Of course, child. Open a window like you would for the sun, so open your heart to let the Sun God shed His light on you." And that's all it took for Rose to fall into Cornello's trap.

When I came to, I was outside, with Al and Rose. My head hurt. "Alphonse? W-what happened?"

"You tried to hold back Rose, and you suddenly fell unconscious." He answered, while drawing an array creating some sort of contraption. What was it for...and wasn't that the bell for the church? "Oh, and welcome back to the living, Emma."

"Seriously, I've got to stop doing that." I said, rubbing my head.

"If you don't mind me asking, but what was all that about?"

"You wouldn't believe me." I sighed. "Big brother doesn't...speaking of brothers, where are ours?"

"Should be getting ready, Emma."

"How long was I out for?"

"I'd say a good four hours."

"Really? Huh. If it makes you feel better, it's not the first time that's happened. So don't worry about it, okay?"

"Sure, of course." Al said, transmuting the bell and a radio. Rose was oddly quiet...

"Uh, Rose, why are you being so quiet?" I asked her.

"If Father Cornello can't bring him back to me...what should I do?" She whimpered. "Edward and Alphonse...they gave up so much."

"What do you mean?" I asked, a little confused.

"Just what she says, Emma." Al's voice echoed from with in the armor. "Brother and I, we lost a lot. You passed out before, so you didn't see. But brother's missing two limbs, and I'm only a soul bound to armor." To prove his point, he removed his helmet, and sure enough there wasn't anyone in there. I got up from where I was seated, and touched the armor. After this experience, I ended up with a theory for my strange ability.

"Brother!" Alphonse—who was ten years of age in the memory—was calling out to a boy with short golden hair, who I realized was Edward. "Brother, what are you thinking about?"

"I'm thinking that it's just about almost time, Al." Edward answered his brother. "We have everything we need, and formula is perfect!"—What were they talking about? Why does this seem familiar to me? I found myself wondering mid-way through Alphonse's memories—Ed looked sure of himself, but that alone made Alphonse ask;

"Are you sure? Will we really be able to bring her back?"

"Of course! C'mon, we'll do this in the basement. Alright?"

"If you're sure..." Al didn't sound so sure of his brother's plan...

I watched the scene suddenly change before my eyes, and now I could see the Elrics were in their basement.

Ed was putting the finishing touches on a transmutation circle that gave me in general a bad feeling, though I couldn't put my finger on why.

"Hold out your hand." He demanded of his little bother. Al did as told, and Ed ended up slicing the younger's finger, and then did the same to his own. "What's a soul really? When you take out the myth it's just the spark that creates life. Our blood for hers. It's a fair trade, isn't it?"

"I guess so." the two brothers placed the bleeding fingers over a basin where other ingredients were already placed. The retreated to the edge of the circle, placing their hands upon it...

"Emma?" I opened my eyes realizing I was once again moved to a new place. The sun had begun to set, and I saw that Ed's clothes were torn. His black jacket and red cloak were both gone, showing his tank shirt which was missing a sleeve, and giving me a view of his right arm. It was made of steel. His left pant leg was torn too and like his arm, it too was steel.

"That was your price." I stated, thinking back to what I saw from Al's memories. "You paid with two limbs...Al with his body...right?"

"What are you talking about?" Ed asked.

"I saw Alphonse's memories. You were trying to bring someone back from death...who was it?"

"Our mother." Al said from behind me. "But...how did you see my memories?"

"One touch and whether I want to or not, I can see the pasts of anyone. Secrets they don't want exposed, and memories of what happened to them. I don't touch people for that reason."

"She's not lying." Will said, coming from the Church. I hadn't noticed he was there. "Emma has that ability. It's useful, but it causes her to black out. I'll admit, I didn't believe her, but she seemed to have nailed your past rather well, if you confirmed it."

"That explains a lot." Edward said, looking at me. Golden eyes met emerald, and we stared at each other for a little while. "How do you do it?"

"I don't know." I admitted. "I guess I was able to do this, even before I lost my memories."

"Lost your memories?" The Elric brothers asked. I nodded.

"Give it to me! Give me the Stone!" We all heard Rose demand. I turned to see her. She had tears in her eyes, and a look of desperation on her face.

"As I told Al and Will, the Stone was a fake." Edward deadpanned.

"Liar! You want to keep it for yourselves! So you can get your bodies back? And so you can bring back your mother!"

"SHUT UP!" Ed screamed. If I had known better, I'd say there was hurt in his eyes. "People don't come back from the dead Rose. Not ever."

"Then...what am I supposed to do? If Kain isn't coming back to me, then what should I do, tell me that, Ed!"

Instead of yelling like I expected him to, Ed turned around, and stared off into the distance. "That's something you have to figure out for yourself. You've got a strong pair of legs. You should get up and use them." For the little time I've known Edward, I honestly didn't think that he could be calm and collected. While he, Will, and Al decided to leave, I stayed behind for a little bit.

"Rose..." I said, kneeling down so we were face to face.

"Go away."

"I'm not leaving. Not yet. If you over heard us talking, you know that from one touch I can see into a person's past...and when I tried to stop you earlier, I saw yours too." Rose's sobs stopped a little, her eyes meeting mine. "I saw how happy you were with Kain, and I could tell he loved you even as he took his dying breath. But I think that he might want you to continue living for your sake, and his. How would he feel if he saw you in this state?"

"He'd be...disappointed."

"You're stronger than this Rose. Wallowing in your self pity isn't going to bring him back, and neither can miracles nor alchemy. Just like Ed said, you have a good strong pair of legs. You should use them...and move forward with your life. I'm sure that's what Kain wants from you." I got up to leave, but not before I heard Rose call out to me.

"Emma...thank you. I...I think I can do it. But it'll take time."

"No one's rushing you, Rose." I said with a smile. And those words being said, I ran off, catching up with Will and the others


Well? Do you like it? Hate it? Please let me know! Fullmetal is one of my favorite shows, and I hope I did alright here...anyway, please R&R! The review button will be grateful if you do!~