Title: A Broken Path
Summary: Elric Shiro is the beloved babysitter and cousin to Ed and Al. He has decided to enter in the Elric brothers' journey in order to find the answers to his own questions. Slash. Eventual OMCXLing Slight OMCXGreed/Ling
Rating: Teen, might go higher
Warning: Cursing. Violence. Yaoi. Don't like? Don't read!
Disclaimer: Fullmetal Alchemist is not mine. I do not make money off of this.
AN: After seeing the entire FMA Brotherhood episodes in just a few days, I just had to do this. That anime was just pure awesome. Shiro has been a character of mine for several years. I hope he's put to good use in this story! Also, I know how many people hate OC's in stories, like me, but this story is for my own amusement. I just had to write it down and what better to post it online where other people might enjoy it too!
I'd say my character wasn't a gary sue but after taking into account other people's views, I see that people have differing opinions. I'm trying to make my character NOT be all mighty and smart and that's not what I'm planning on doing AT ALL. So please bear with me as I write this story!
Also, being an albino might already indicate on a Gary-sue might keep in mind that there is a whole race that's full of albinos in Fullmetal Alchemist called the Ishvalans.
Name:
Elric Shiro
Age:
17
Appearance:
He has white hair and dark red eyes, almost maroon in color, and is sometimes mistaken for an Ishvalan from a distance. He has tousled hair that is stylishly messy and comes to his neck. He's an albino with pale white skin. He's taller than Ed by a head and up to Al's chest. His body is lean and slightly on the thin side because he doesn't like to eat much.
Clothes:
He wears a plain white jacket over a tight black tank top under it. He wears tight dark blue jeans and most of the time refuses to wear shoes. He wears a black big beaded necklace that was his brother's that was passed down from his father.
History:
Coming from a Xingese background, Kuro, Shiro's older brother, had come to Amestris with his father after he had been proclaimed a traitor for trying to assassinate the emperor. Kuro's father met Trisha's older sister, whom then had Shiro. His father had forsaken his surname and had taken in the name Elric. The parents later died in an accident. When Kuro was 21, he became a State Alchemist and was proclaimed an alchemist prodigy. At age 24, he was killed in the Ishvalan War, leaving his younger brother home alone at a tender age of 17. When his body was sent home, per request, Shiro committed the taboo, the human transmutation, for his brother, whom he had been the most closest to. In exchange for viewing the Truth, his heart was taken. As his body fell as he died, his hand fell on top Kuro's body right where the heart was, transferring his heart into Shiro through the use of alchemy without the use of a transmutation circle. His brother's dead heart started to beat for Shiro…
Ever since the Elric brothers were young, Shiro came to be their babysitter because he was the son of Trisha's close sister. When Ed and Al were 6 and 5 respectively, Shiro did the human transmutation. There had been almost a year where he had been in seclusion since then. He came back, looking tired and seeking comfort in the Elric's household. When Ed and Al were 9 and 8, the Elric brothers committed the taboo..
Personality:
Shiro has a very laid back personality. He's lazy and likes the cold because it calms 'his' heart.
Pairing:
Eventual ShiroXLing Slight ShiroXGreed/Ling
-X-
11 years ago…
Dear Journal,
My name is…
In a dark room, with only a lit candle as the source of light, a white haired male could be seen writing in a notebook. His dark red eyes were narrowed at the almost blank piece of paper in front of him.
"Ahh... How do you start a journal again? Starting with 'Dear Journal,' what am I, five?" he muttered.
"Shiro!"
With a start at the unexpected shout, he accidentally spilled the cup of water conveniently placed close to his almost blank journal, spilling the water over the paper.
"Ah, shit!" The white haired male shouted, now known as Shiro. He blew out the candle, dousing his room into darkness. The door opened to reveal a short kid with golden hair and eyes. Upon seeing that the room was dark, he paused in the doorway, slightly apprehensive.
"Ano.. Shiro?" the kid whispered.
Shiro jumped out of the darkness and shouted, "BOOO-" Smack. Only for him to get smacked in the face with a teddy bear.
"…Ow"
"Ehh, Shiro! Your white hair makes it hard for you to sneak up on me!" The gold haired kid replied, smiling toothily.
Shiro wrinkled his nose, "Mahh Ed. How many times did I say for you to add '–chan' to my name? Jeez, the way you say my name, it feels like you're older than me. And you're only 5 years old, little guy."
Ed made a face and cried out, "Who're you calling short, you white booger monster?" Now it was Shiro to make a face.
A booger isn't white, Ed.
Shiro ruffled Ed's golden hair, causing him to cry out angrily, before making a long face. "Rawr, Ed! Run away, the white haired monster is coming to eat you!"
Ed shouted in joy and ran down the hallway.
Shiro stopped his antics and closed the door to his room behind him. Hm. I'll finish that another day.
He then gave chase to the little chibi running down the hallway.
-X-
Fists knocked on the door, the sound reverberating throughout the household. The door opened to reveal two military officers in blue uniform. The casual face of the white haired teenager who had opened the door had turned into an apprehensive face at once. "Hello officers. How may I… help you?"
Putting on a sympathetic face, one of the officers started with, "You are Elric Shiro, yes?" With a nod from the white haired male, he continued, "Sorry to be the one to give you this news, but your brother, Elric Kuro, has fallen in battle. During the Ishvalan War, he…"
Further words were lost to the white haired teenager named Elric Shiro. He was now alone at the age of 17. He didn't know how long he was standing in the doorway with the two officers but they didn't seem inclined to stop. "My brother's body…" was the only thing he said.
"Eh? Excuse me?"
With shadows covering his eyes, Shiro said in an unclear whisper, "Please… send me my brother's body. I… want to bury him here."
With that, he closed the door.
-X-
In a large vacant room, Shiro, still 17, was working diligently in the middle of the room. Off to the side was a prone body dressed in casual clothes. However, this body didn't move.
"Brother, with this, I can bring you back…!"
With a clap, Shiro placed his hands on top of an intricate alchemy circle. At once, blue lightning emitted from the circle.
The look of concentration on the teenager changed into joy before changing once more into confusing. He was looking at the center of the circle, where all of a sudden a huge eye appeared. Something like black lightning struck Shiro in the middle of his chest, right above where the heart was before he sunk into a mass of darkness.
Shiro opened his eyes and had to close them once again, the white blinding his eyes. Once adjusted, he looked around the white room, could it be called a room, before his eyes focused on the huge door suspended in air behind him. "Wh-what is this?"
"Yo." Shiro swirled around and saw a white figure surrounded by a black mist. "Wh-who're you?"
"Haaah, I'm so glad you asked." With a big grin, it continued, "I am what you called the world. Or perhaps the universe, or perhaps God, or perhaps truth, or perhaps all, or perhaps one. And I am also you." When it pointed a finger towards Shiro, the door behind him opened to reveal a large eye in a mass of black. Shiro's continual confusion changed to fear when multiples of black hands reached out from the mass of black and started to pull him towards the door. "Welcome, you stupid fool, who doesn't know his own place. I will show you the truth!"
With that, the door closed.
-0-
Kuro… brother…
The body of the white haired teenager slowly fell to the ground, next to the still sparkling transmutation circle. As he fell, Shiro's hand fell on top of his brother's chest. A flash of white, then, the room fell back into darkness.
A heart started to beat.
-X-
A year later...
Knock. Knock. Knock.
Seconds later, the door was opened by a woman wearing an apron. Her brown hair fell across one of her shoulders in a braid. When she saw who it was, she gasped in surprise.
"Oh! Shiro-chan!"A moment later, the woman embraced the standing white teenager in front of her door. "Come in, come in! Honey, guess who's here!"
With a small smile sent the woman's way, Shiro entered the house and was immediately led to the kitchen, where a warm glass of milk was placed in front of him.
A golden haired man soon entered the kitchen and with a pause, sat down next to the teenager. The woman sat next to the man.
Exchanging a glance between the couple, they then turned their attention to Shiro who had not moved after sitting down. Their eyes moved toward the neck, where a newly acquired necklace lay. The big black beads that made up the necklace contrasted sharply to the teen's pale white skin. "Shiro-chan, we… we heard about Kuro-kun." She drifted off in order to see his reaction. She was about to continue when Shiro shifted.
"Trisha… Hohenheim… I'm… I'm so sorry. Sorry I haven't been in contact. That I-"His next words were cut off when pearly tears fell down his face. He tried to continue. "I'm s-sorry." He didn't need to continue because Trisha had him in her embrace not a second later.
-0-
"Your necklace, it was your brother's, right?" Hohenheim asked. When Shiro nodded, he continued with his questions. "They sent your brother's body back?" Again, he nodded.
Shiro looked at the ground, suddenly afraid of what Hohenheim might have found in his eyes. Eyes were the windows to the soul, after all. And his soul contained a secret, the secret of human transmutation. He had told no one, not even to the Elric's, whom he had considered a family of what he had done. He didn't want them to feel ashamed of him. He lost his brother, but he refused to lose them too.
Hohenheim interrupted his musings when he stood up and looked around the room. It was the room that Shiro had regularly slept in whenever he came over to babysit for Ed and Al. He hadn't been over for nearly a year now.
"Shiro-chan, you're welcome to stay here anytime. You know that, right?" Without waiting for an answer, Hohenheim left the room. His room.
In the darkness, tears came unbidden down his face while his brother's heart started to beat for him…
-X-
"Shiro…"
"Yes, Kuro-niisan?"
A black haired teenager, no a man, stood at the doorway, dressed in a blue uniform. His hand came to ruffle the white hair of his little brother.
"Shiro-chan…" Kuro stooped down to his 14 year old brother height. He sighed, "Shiro-chan, be sure to look after yourself. I asked Trisha and Hohenheim to look after you too. Jeez, why couldn't you just move to their house?"
Shiro wrinkled his nose with a pout, "I'm gonna look after this house until you come back! When you do, this house will be impeccable as always!"
Kuro laughed. "Yeah yeah, okay, little bro. Anyways… look after Ed-kun and Al-kun too, 'kay? They're your responsibility now."
"Okay!"
Smiling, Kuro stood up and started to walk towards the black car waiting for him a few yards out. He stopped after a few steps and while keeping his back towards his little brother, he said, "Oh yeah. Shiro, promise me you'll never become a State Alchemist, ja?"
The absent use of –chan in his name brought a sense of fear to the white haired teenager waiting at the doorway to his house. "Brother..?"
When his brother turned around, Shiro gasped. His brother's face was rotting. "Or you'll die like me."
Without warning, the whole scene warped until there was nothing but total darkness. Horrified, Shiro reached out a hand towards where his big brother last stood.
"KURO!"
A shuddering gasp, a blink, and then Shiro woke up with his hand still extended out, this time reaching for the ceiling. He blinked the sweat out of his eyes before sitting up.
"A dream… only a dream."
Shiro coughed before resting his head onto his hands.
Several minutes later, he deemed it safe to stand up and looked out the window. It was getting dark.
Whoops. I took a nap. Ah, Ed and Al better not be up to something.
Shiro yawned in the darkness. He was still looking outside the window, when he saw blue lightning flash up into the sky.
Blue lightning… flashing up… up? Alchemy? Ah, are they doing alchemy again?
"Jeez," he muttered lightly. He started ambling slowly towards the door of his room when all of a sudden he felt a presence, a dark foreboding presence that he had the unfortunate luck to meet three years ago. "Human transmutation..!" Eyes widening, his ambling changed into a hurried frenzy trying to go out of his room and downstairs. Crashing into a portrait and uncaring that it fell to the ground and shattered, he ran with all his might towards the room that had the blue glow around it, all the while shouting, "Don't…! Ed! Al! Don't do it! The taboo, Trisha!"
As soon as he reached the door, he burst into it only to be greeted by a sight that would later haunt him in every waking moment in the near future.
"ED! AL! NO!"
-X-
AN: I hope you read the Author's note above. This story follows the FMA Brotherhood or the manga, NOT THE FIRST ANIME OF FMA.
Also, this first chapter is only a preview of Shiro's childhood, not an actual chapter.