Yeah, it's going to rewritten cause I thought the way I wrote it was like crap. So, this is the first chapter, I know I haven't posted anything under FMA in a while…. I hope I did well! Please tell me, I changed the character cause, yet again; SHE WAS CRAP! I MEAN WHAT THE HELL WAS I THINKING? Ha. Ok, so then I'm going to shut up and let you read, R&R!

Chapter One of the Maiden of Darkness

I get sucked into a fake world

Ok, today was like any other day. Go to school, check. Go home, blank. I was walking home from school like any other day. It was March 29, 2012. I wasn't paying attention to much for the most part. Well, only the music playing from my mp3. I was listening to Ballad of Mona Lisa by Panic at the Disco, when it suddenly changed to Brothers.

At first, I had no idea what the hell I was listening to until; I finally realized what it was. I kept it, it was quiet sad really. A cold gust of wind blasted into me, sending gravel into my eyes, I tearfully, blinked it away. My vision became clear again, I looked over at the street sign. I was on my block.

I peered over to the white house at the other end, my friend was at her window and she waved, I waved back. She made a "Wait there." Gesture, she disappeared from the window and came out the door, running across the street.

"Hey there Arianna," She said happily, "Have you taken the who's your FMA guy quiz yet?" Emily asked, I shook my head. She made a face.

"Well you should!" She said, placing her hands on her hips, and threw her head back and laughed like Renge from Ouran High School Host Club. I smiled, that's definitely Emily.

"See you." I waved and walked to my lawn, which was only about a house away. I opened the door with the spare key under the potted plant right next to the door. The door creaked open, I went over to the board that usually was filled with many things, but seeing that was Friday and after this weekend is Spring Break there wasn't anything on it but a note.

Dear Arianna,

For Spring Break I have been invited to go to a Fashion Show Week. I'm excited! I left food in the fridge, I won't be back till Sunday, go to Emily's house if you want! Have fun! I'm going to bring back all the new fashions to our house. I'm going to be shopping like crazy… You're going to lo~ve the new things! Love you. I'm going to miss you so much, stay safe! Oh and I forgot, your –dead father's birthday is

Love, your Mother

I became puzzled trying to read the last part which was crossed out. I tried deciphering it while I walked to the kitchen. Without really watching where I was going, I slammed my toe into the chair's peg and hobbled around grabbing my toe cursing

. I regained posture after a while and scoured the cabinets for pocky. Once I found the pocky I plucked about five of them out of the package and put one in my mouth. I looked at the letter again.

Ok, so this one is…Oh and. I thought. And this is birthday. Oh! This part forgot. I couldn't read the rest so I stuffed it in my jean short pocket. My florescent orange streaked shirt was the only thing that was; well, bright in the room.

It seemed extremely quiet. I went over to the living room, barefoot and walked across the rug to the TV. Turning it on, I flipped around the channels. At one point I got bored of everything and decided to watch some Fullmetal Alchemist.

"Brother!"

"Al!" I turn my back on the TV for one second and the first episode is playing. I threw myself onto couch and started to watch.

"But- What the hell?" Ed yelled, covering his eyes with his arms, I looked at the screen intently, but then froze, biting slowly on the pocky. This never happened in the anime ever.

"Oh Shit!" I hollered, seeing that the light was now blinding me, I closed my eyes tightly and grabbed the nearest object, black gloves, which weren't mine, hell I have no idea who's they are. I nearly cursed my ass off realizing what I grabbed onto. I couldn't see anything, then, it got really dark. My heart pounded, then all I saw was a bright light, next thing I knew it was completely dark.

Oh shit~! I opened my eyes quickly, I saw the one and only. Truth. My back started to sear in unbelievable pain. It was like someone was taking a flamethrower and killing me with it. I groaned and doubled over on my knees. Truth walked over to me, his white face (Not in a racial way because it is indeed white) turned into a smirk.

"Your my newest project… you have much potential." His plain face stared into mine, completely emotion-less. I tried to stand up and the pain seemed to drift away slowly. "You're going to change everything." He said the pain vanished completely; I looked him into his non-existent eyes.

"I'm not doing anything for you." I sneered, he chuckled.

"Why, I'm not making you do anything… you're going to do it all by yourself." He vanished into thin air, the air tasted stale. It didn't feel natural, I was alone in the white area, and suddenly something gave out a loud groan. I turned around quickly, and then I saw something truly terrifying. The gates.

"No, I'm not going in there dammit!" I screamed trying to get up, my legs did not obey, the stood still. In fact they were pleading me to go to the doors.

"That is certainly not your choice to make Maiden." Truth laughed evilly and I scowled, trying to resist and then everything happened.

I stared as the doors opened themselves. A small black arm came out, thousands of eyes staring into my gray ones; my brown short choppy hair was being blown behind me. A gust of air erupted from the gates, without hesitation the hand grabbed me and yanked me in, I tried to yank away but I was weaker than it.

I tried to scream but I couldn't make a single noise, it was as though I was being muted like a comuter. Then, I was engulfed into the darkness of the gate.

I couldn't see anything, feel anything, or smell anything. My senses were not working, I tried walking only to fall not forwards but backwards and then, I really couldn't do anything. I could only now hear the trickle of water, what the hell?

My eyes flashed, I saw a blue and dark cave. Inside there was a woman, about a few years older than me, I estimated. I looked and she had a sad smile on her face. She had a sword latched on her belt. Taking it, she placed it in a stone, her figure faltering as the sword sunk into the rock.

I wanted to help but I was like a soul, I couldn't talk to her, nor help her. She smiled sadly and set her back propped up against the sword and blood trickled out of her mouth. Her eyes slowly fluttered shut. She was gone. And I was disappearing slowly too. My hands crumbled into the long-standing dust laying around into the cavern. Soon, I really was asleep.