Hey this is itdepends. i keep coming back to this story so im gonna put it up n see wat people think. i personally think its sucky but watevr.

Blood. It surrounded me. The red, blood red, bouncing off the stone walls. And the pain. Hurt so bad, it was almost numbing. I couldn't get up. I couldn't stand. I just lay there in the blood. I still see him. Not even caring. Only caring if I survived. Just caring about what I would become. Or became. His blond hair splattered with blood. Just looking at me with expressionless eyes.

The pain stopped. It was so sudden, at first I didn't realize it. When I did, I slowly sat up. The stone cell I was in shone with blood. On the ground, the transmutation circle had almost disappeared beneath the blood. My blood, and the blood of that poor animal. He stood there, and a smirk came to his face. "You survived," he said, like he wasn't surprised. "That's perfect. Only a few more experiments, and you'll be done."

I searched for the body. A hawk had been here. If it's blood was here, where was the body? Something moved behind me. I looked over my shoulder, and suck in my breath. Wings. I had wings. Now I know where the body had gone. It was inside of me.

I whirled around to face him. He, who made me a monster. I glare at him, and scream, "WHAT HAVE YOU DONE TO ME?!?!" He smirks. Again. I can't stand that smirk. I run forward, pull back my fist, and aim. He stops me in mid punch. Right in my face, he whispers, "I have made you into a god." He throws me to the ground, and my head strikes the ground. The last thing I see before I black out is his face, his gleeful eyes, the father of a monster.

I sit up suddenly, and suck in a breath. It was a dream. A nightmare memory. I wasn't in that place. Where my whole life changed forever.

I hold out my arms in front of my face. Tattooed onto them was the alchemy symbols for energy absorption and redirection. My eyes probably are fiery red instead of their normal blue. I didn't need a mirror to know that. And I knew, that sprouting from my back, were dark red and black wings, with fire alchemy symbols tattooed in the middle.

I sat there in the dark, my deep brown hair dripping with sweat. The hair that had once been as light as the sun, now as dark as night. No. I have to stop thinking like that.

I looked out the window of the building I had slept in. The attic was made of wood, with a large window that opened to the outside world. It would be dawn soon. I have to get back on duty. I put my cloak back on, pulled my gloves on, stretched my wings, and leapt from the window. My wings caught the wind, and with each beat down, brought me closer to my charges.

I landed on the capital building. Ed and Al were resting there. They would get up soon. I hope today brings new discoveries about the Philosopher's Stone.

Edward Elric yawned and slowly crawled out of bed. He sat up, his long blond hair hanging loosely. The simple room had one window to let light in. He turned, and scanned the world outside. For some reason, he couldn't shake the feeling that he was being watched. He shrugged. It must just be Ling and his cronies.

"Hey, Ed." Alaphonse Elric said, entering the room. His armor was freshly polished, and not a single squeak could be heard as he crossed. He and Ed stared out the window. They watched as the sun slowly rose from the horizen, a bright star in a dark sky.

"Well," Ed streached, "I'm gonna head out to the docks. There have been some mysterious murders ther, so I'm gnna go check them out." Al nodded. "That's fine. Winry's coming today so I'll meet her at the station." "Mmph," replied Ed as he pulled back his hair into its usual braid. He pulled his coat and boots on, then headed toward the door. "So I'll see you all tonight?" he asked walking out. "Yeah," called out Al. "See you, brother."

I watch Ed leave the building, perched on the roof. I heard their entire conversation, so I'm not worried about Al today. Armstrong will probably go with him to pick up Winry. Ed, however, I will follow. What is he thinking, going down to the docks? He's barely taller than a five-year old kid! Sigh. I better catch up to him. Even if he did know I was following him, how likely is it that he would listen to me?

I jump off the roof and wing my way over Ed. From this height, I just look like another bird. And my crazy sharp eye-sight let's me keep an eye on Ed and his surroundings. We slowly make our way to the docks. Why did the boy not get a car?We'd be there by then and he'd be safer!

We eventually get to the docks. I land on a nearby building and jump down to ground level. It'll be easier to watch him from below. I fold my wings close to my body, and pull another shirt out of my backpack, and put it on. It's better to be safe then sorry. I do not want someone seeing my wings now. Looking around the corner, I see Ed standing in the middle of the street, looking around. He starts to walk away, and just as I step out to follow him, a voice behind me says, "Well, well, well. What do we have here?"

end of chappie 1. review if u wanna.