August 15, 1906, the military had taken over Ishbal once again. At this time, there were few alchemists in the military…many were considered outcasts, vermin, hated by all! They had made the people of Ishbal slaves and were forcing them to build the city over…Not only that, but every alchemist carrying an new born baby will have their baby taken away from them and killed!!!
"Mud...Sand...Water...Straw...Faster!
Mud...And lift...Sand...And Pull
Water...And raise up...Straw...Faster!" The Military leaders shouted to them, continuously slashing them with whips.

The people of Ishbal cried out in pain for God to save them!
"With the sting of the whip on my shoulder
with the salt of my sweat on my brow
Elohim, God on high
can you hear your people cry:
Help us now

This dark hour...
Deliver us
Hear our call
Deliver us
Lord of all
Remember us, here in this burning sand
Deliver us
There's a land you promised us
Deliver us to the promised land... "

One woman and her young son ran through the allies of Ishbal. The woman was named Yocheved Rochman. She was carrying her newborn twin girls, one with curly, dark brown hair and brown eyes with purple specs like herself, the other with straight black hair and dark purple eyes like her husband who was the rebel leader that was captured in the war. She knew what the military was doing and was trying to find a way to save her baby girls. Her son Fineas was carrying a basket. Yocheved looked down at her twins who looked lovingly back at her.
"Yal-di ha-tov veh ha-rach
Al ti-ra veh al tif-chad.
My daughters, I have nothing I can give
But this chance that you may live
I pray we'll meet again
If He will deliver us"

"Deliver us
Hear our prayer
Deliver us
From despair

These years of slavery grow
too cruel to stand
Deliver us
there's a land you promised us
Deliver us
Out of bondage and
Deliver us to the Promised Land... "

Yocheved and Fineas reached the river safely and she laid the baby girls into the basket. As she did she sang a lullaby to them
"Hush now, my babies,
be still, loves, don't cry
Sleep as you're rocked by the stream
Sleep and remember my last lullaby,
so I'll be with you when you dream"

She carried the basket with the precious babies inside out to the water. She slowly let go of the basket.
"River, O River
Flow gently for me
such precious cargo you bear
Do you know somewhere
they can live free?
River, deliver them there..."

She cried as the basket left her sight.
The basket floated through rapids, never once tipping over. It went through a group of alligators and hippos battling it out. Two ships closing in on each other almost crushed it! Until it slowly carried itself to a bank, where several drunken soldiers were carting off babies. The soldiers noticed the basket and opened it up. They held the twins and saw the necklace around the twins' necks with the words ROCHMAN…

Fineas and Yocheved were unaware of this horrible fate that had come upon the precious babies. Fineas sang out to the empty river…
"Sisters, you're safe now
and safe may you stay
for I have a prayer just for you:
Grow, baby sisters
Come back someday
Come and deliver us, too..."
Suddenly, soldiers surrounded Yocheved and Fineas and dragged them off to the slaughter house…

"Deliver us
Send a shepherd to shepherd us
and deliver us to the Promised Land

Deliver us

To the promise land"

Yocheved cried out in her last breath before the shot rang out
"Deliver us"

The little twins were in a line on a machine that chopped meat into little squares. The blades grew closer to them. Babies cried…soldiers worked and laughed at the "vermin" that were being "taken care of". The twins were under the first blades when the doors of the factory burst opened. A mysterious Ishbalan with an x shaped scar on his forehead, which was the best friend of the twins' father, and several others surrounded the soldiers and stopped the machine. But not soon enough…the blades came crashing down on the poor infants. The baby with curly brown hair and brown eyes with purple specs lost its left and the baby with straight black hair and dark purple eyes lost its right. They screamed in pain. The ishbalan with the scar rushed over and unlatched the babies from the conveyer belt; he ripped his cloak in half and wrapped their shoulders in it. He read the babies' nametags. "Yocheved and Aaron Rochman…these are her daughters? Tavi and Aurora Rochman…"

Unfortunately, on their way back to their camp the baby with curly, brown hair and brown eyes with purple specs, Tavi Rochman died of blood loss. Aurora made it though and the Ishbalan known as Scar adopted her as his own.