The Chosen Alchemist


This is my first fanfic so cut me some slack! Especially you critics out there!

Please enjoy :3

It was a lazy rainy afternoon. I was lying on my bed beside my stack of Full Metal Alchemist Mangas, listening to the rain pattering against my window.

There's nothing to do when it's raining. I sighed as I pulled the covers over my head.

I reached my hand under the pillow and pulled a slightly small box. I read the card on top of the box.

For my Dear Angel…Please Take care of it. It said.

I opened the box and pulled out a watch. A watch that looked very similar to the watch Edward Elric's. Maybe that's why I like it so much…or is it because my father gave this watch…hmmm...maybe both.

I stared at the watch. smiling to myself and remembering the memories my dad and I shared when my sister came barging in…once again.

"ONEE-CHAAAAAAAAAN!!!!" She screamed with her high squeaky voice

"What do you want, you little brat?! And didn't I tell you to stop barging in my room?!"

"I just want to give you this letter I found tacked to your door!"

"Give me the letter." I said gritting my teeth. Can't believe mom would just tack things to my door without asking my approval.

"No! you're mean!" she huffed and pretended to walk away.

I breathed deeply. "Give me the letter. It might be from mom" I said again.

"No! I'll give it when and only when you say sorry for being so mean!"

I stood up and grabbed the letter from her little, grubby hands.

"no fair, Onee-chan! Nooo fair!!! Give it back! You probably want it 'cause it's from your BOOOOYFRIEND!!"

"Shut up! I can't concentrate! And I don't have one" I said while pushing her back towards the door.

"You don't have one because you're too busy reading silly mangas!"

I shut the door in her face. Why can't I be blessed with a nice sister? What have I done to deserve this!!!!!!

My eyes darted to the letter in my hand…

To My Angel it said....Only one person calls me that...and it can't be him.. I read the letter then felt shock throughout my body as I sat down against the door. I felt weak and very…shocked.

How could this be? It's impossible. Probably a prank, a scam, a joke! Please let it be anything but the truth! Maybe it is! I thought as my eyes darted to that scrap of paper again.

I read it again and again. But it just doesn't make any sense.

Come to the Park around 9:00 am. Sharp. No stopovers.

-Dad.

It read.....

Dad…died a long time ago…

I looked at the watch my father gave me. and clutched it tightly in my hand.

It was already 8:30; my knuckles and I can't wait to beat the crap of that guy who's pretending to be my dad.

End of chapter One


It's kinda short…no wait, it's really short. Ugh! Bwahahahahaha. I shall make my other chapters longer ;) And once again to all you critics out there…cut me some slack!