Hello, everyone. So I was inspired to write a story about the children of the characters of FMA:B. It will be long(hopefully); and have many OCs, but they're all realistic, I promise. Enjoy this first chapter! And please, please, PLEASE review!

Sabrina Elric sighed as she stared out the window; her studies momentarily forgotten. She'd had a lot on her mind. I'm fourteen years old and I worry like an old maid; She thought, leaning her chin into her hand. Most people find female alchemists odd… Where am I gonna go from here? She frowned and sat up, snapping her book shut. I really should be researching; but lately, I just can't seem to focus…

"Hey, sis," Her older brother, Beckham, appeared in the doorway. He was sixteen; tall and well-built, his blonde hair only a shade or two darker than Sabrina's own. He had their father's facial shape and hairstyle; but his eyes' were entirely from their mother. They were round, blue-green, and sparkling with some sort of mischievous intent, as per usual. Beck had a kind, laid-back, slightly impish personality; and it was a challenge to make him angry. Therefore, he and Sabrina got along just fine. Most of the time.

"Hey, Beck." She said, standing up to re-shelve her book.

"Aren't you supposed to be researching? Or something?" He asked, leaning against the doorframe.

"I've been pouring over these old books for hours. I'm starting to go in circles; so I need new material." She ran a hand through her bangs and gave her brother a look. "Shouldn't you be helping Gwen with something?"

"I helped connect the nerves' into a new patient's port. After that, I was just in her way." The middle sibling, Gwendolyn, was a brilliant automail mechanic, following in their mother's footsteps. Beck had a great deal of talent in medical alchemy and alkahestry; and was often found aiding his mother, younger sister and great-grandmother. Most of the time, they were mind-blowingly busy; as they lived in the countryside on the outskirts of Rush Valley. Sabrina knew the basic mechanisms of automail, but had no talent as an engineer or in medicine. Alchemy was- and always would be- her forte.

"Where's Mom? I need food." She said, sliding past her brother to leave the room.

"In the shop. Try not to bother her too much. We're really busy right now, Bree."

"We're always really busy." She huffed, treading down the hallway. "You think it be easier; with you, Gwen, Mom, and Gran."

Beck grinned. "Of course not! Our automail is too amazing."

She rolled her eyes at her brothers antics, smiling as she entered the shop.

Pinako, her mother, and Gwen were all deeply absorbed in their work; barely looking up when they heard the door open. "Mom," Sabrina said, approaching her mother's work bench. "Could you make me something to eat? I'm famished."

Her Mom, Winry Rockbell - Elric, removed her protective goggles. Her eyes were deep blue; her pretty blonde hair shoved back in a messy ponytail. She had the healthy look of a woman in her late thirties. "I can't right now, Bree. You're perfectly capable of preparing yourself some food."

"But I'm starving," Sabrina moaned dramatically. "And I'm horrible at cooking."

"Go find your father, then."

"He's even worse than I am!" Bree waved her arms; exasperated.

"Sister, when I get the chance, I'll see if I can make you something;" Gwen said, looking up to give a smile. Gwen was kind, helpful, polite, and slightly shy. She looked almost identical to her Mother; with the exception of her eyes. They were slate grey; the color of storm clouds. Pinako often proudly stated that "She got those eyes from me."

"Thanks, Gwen. I can definitely wait." She grinned as she turned to leave, brushing past her brother on her way out.

"Oh, and Sabrina? Go find your father for me, would you?" Winry called.

"Sure, okay."

She found her father in his study; pouring over some sort of map. His brows were furrowed in concentration. Part of her really didn't want to interrupt him.

"Hey, Dad… Whatcha doin'?"

Edward Elric looked up from his work; his gold bangs hanging slightly in his face. The rest of his hair was pulled back into a low ponytail; and his amber eyes looked friendly, if a bit tired. He smiled and waved her into the room.

"A map of Creta; with the tribal territories marked out." He said, motioning.

"How recent is this? They're fighting over land ownership constantly over there," She pointed out, bring her hand to her chin.

"It was drawn out about a month ago by a native Cretian; according to the shop I bought it from. Hopefully, they were telling the truth." He picked up a pen and circled a city near the country's border.

"Is this where you're going next?" She asked, part of her wishing he would say no.

He nodded. So much for that. "Alphonse is going with me. May and Lillian will be staying here while we're away. We're leaving the day after tomorrow."

"Auntie and Lily are coming? Great!" She said happily. It'd been awhile since her extended family had come to visit from Xing. "But… How long will you be gone?"

He rolled up the map and stood up. Her father was very tall and broad-shouldered, nearly towering over her. "Around four days. I've done some research; and I've found some stuff on the different forms of Alchemy in Cretian tribes. Apparently, it's very diverse; and worth looking into."

"That's awesome. I bet it's so different." She said, eyes downcast. She meant what she said; she did find it interesting, but she didn't like it when her father was gone. He was the one person in her family who she could really, truly bond with; and had the same interests she did. So, typically, when he told her he was leaving, she couldn't help but be slightly sad.

He placed a comforting hand on top of her head, smiling cheerfully. "Trust me, I hate me leaving as much as you do. I'll be back before you know it." He gave Bree a hug. "I've noticed that you've run out of reading material; so I'll bring you something back. In the meantime, try not to kill your brother, okay?"

"Okay," She laughed, feeling a million times better. "Thanks, Dad," She said as he released her. "Oh, by the way, Mom wanted to talk to you. She's in the shop."

He rolled up the map and scraped the loose papers together. "While I'm doing that, take a look at these for me and let me know what you think." He handed them to her.

"Sure. It'll give me something to do." She said, skimming over her father's carefully handwritten notes.

Her father paused in the doorway. "I know that the everyone else seems to be busy with the automail. But… I'm not good at it, either." He turned and smiled at her. "Remember that."

She returned his smile, understanding what he was trying to say. "I will."

He turned to leave. "Oh, by the way… Your teacher is coming for a visit sometime soon," He called behind him.

Sabrina froze. Teacher's coming? Oh, man… She shuddered. Izumi Curtis was terrifying when angered; and she hadn't been practicing sparring like she was told to. But I've had no one to spar with! I've gotta beg Beck to help me!

She ran quickly to her bedroom, putting her father's notes in a drawer. She stopped for a moment in the mirror. Her long, gold hair was pulled back into a ponytail, then braided in a plait that fell to her waist. Her bangs were as long as her brothers; but were parted to the side, with a slight cowlick in the center. Her nose and eyes were identical to her father's; save the latter being a bit more almond-shaped. Her bottom lip was fuller than her top one; emphasizing a delicate jaw line. She raised an eyebrow at her reflection; brushed her bangs back with her fingers, and practically sprinted to find her brother.

There's chapter 1. Review, or Gluttony will eat you. Seriously, though, it only takes a second. :)