Kaida Kyuuketsuki
"Joseph, Sarah, get dressed and get down here! We can't be late!" I slipped into my black dress with its intricate white lace. I hated wearing dresses and skirts but my parents would never let me wear boys' clothes. However, today was different. Today I would wear anything my parents' wished because today was my younger sister, Mirelle's, funeral.
Joseph is my younger brother. He's seven. My sister was nine and I'm ten. Mirelle died last Thursday. Today is Saturday. Our parents got word Thursday evening and rushed back home from the Ishbalan War. I'm not going to explain what happened when we found Mirelle's body because I don't think I can relive it one more time. I had to tell everybody in town and my parents what happened earlier.
My eyes started welling up as I walked over to Joseph's room. Mirelle and I had been really close. Yeah, we were sisters, but we were also best friends. We did everything together. "C'mon Joseph, let's go. Mom and Dad have to leave right after." I knocked on my brother's door before walking in, having not received a response. Joseph was sitting on his bed in his little black suit. His face was red and puffy and tears streamed down his face.
"Mirelle's not coming back is she?" His words came out choked and watery. A lump grew in my throat as I fought back the tears that threatened to come streaming down my face. I walked across the room, sat down on Joseph's bed and wrapped my arms around him in a tight embrace. My world was falling apart and I needed something to hold onto. Joseph wrapped his small arms around the back of my neck and started sobbing into my shoulder. Tears began to flow down my face as well. We merely sat there and cried until our parents called us downstairs again.
"C'mon Joey. You know how Mom gets when we aren't on time." We walked downstairs, our eyes still leaking, and met our parents in the entryway. Their eyes were also red and puffy and Dad had a wet stain on the shoulder of his suit. We silently walked out to the car and drove to my sister's funeral. We never realized that it wouldn't be the last funeral that we attended in that year because later that year, our parents died in the Ishbalan War.
Joseph and I were put up for adoption in an orphanage. After a couple weeks, a large group of people adopted a quarter of the kids staying at the orphanage. Joseph and I were in that group. We were loaded into big trucks and taken to a massive black building that looked suspiciously like a prison. We were stripped of our clothes and put in orange prison uniforms. Boys were separated from girls and we were taken deep inside the building. They put us in big pens then took us out one at a time. When they took me back out, I was brought into a big room with a large red stone in the middle. Transmutation circles covered the walls, floor and ceiling. The last thing I remember before passing out is a bright red flash and a small kitten sitting next to the red stone.
A/N
me: Sorry it's so short. This just kind of introduces people. It's more of a prologue than an actual chapter really. So yeah, this is my...third fanfiction. The second one I've written I'm not going to post because people would spaz. Anywho, this one is for FMA because I finally finished watching the series. Give me time to read the manga because I can't stand reading it on the computer. This story is entwined with my friend's story. I currently forget her username because it's finals week and I'm not bright during finals week. So, the OC's are Mirelle, Sarah, and Joseph so far. You'll figure it out as it goes along. Thanks for reading, I don't own FMA or its characters. I still need to figure out a plot for this story and...have a good summer! Ja ne! Oh! And please review X3