So here's another story!

Disclaimer: I do not own any of the fma characters or the settings, only my own characters and storyline

Chapter one- one or two alchemists...or four

I ran around the corner and ducked into a dark alley. I could hear the footsteps approaching. My gray eyes were wide and I had my mouth pressed tightly shut. I heard the rapid steps of my pursuer fading away. I let out a sigh of relief and ran further into the alley way. Ever since I had come to Central things were going wrong!

But maybe I should stop for a moment and explain what was going on. My name is Trinity Parker, amateur alchemist, fourteen-year-old kid.

And I was being followed. I could feel the eyes on the back of my neck. I wheeled around to find the person. There was no one.

You see, I was born in a small town just north of Rush valley, you know 'the holy land of Auto-mail Technicians?

I turned back to continue down the shady alley. I felt the eyes again.

My mother died after my birth and my father ran off with his mistress shortly after that. I was raised by some people in Dublith until I was ten. It was then that I ran away to further study alchemy.

I quickly turned again to see the space behind me still unoccupied.

"I'm getting paranoid," I whispered to myself.

At eleven I joined a rather shady organization to help me out, but their dealings were unsettling. Let me put it this way...If you ever asked me if I had killed someone I would say no...I'd be lying.

I began running again. I made it to the light street on the other side. I could hear someone crying quietly.

I left the organization when I was thirteen and have been on the run ever since, not really knowing if they were right behind me or miles away. I really didn't want to take the chance and let my guard down.

I found the source of the sniffling. It was a young girl. She was sitting by a fountain and was holding a small, broken chain.

"What's wrong, sweetie?" I asked with a small, comforting smile.

"I...broke my mommy's necklace...she's gonna be sad!" the little girl cried.

I brushed my light brown, shoulder-length, straight hair out of my face took the chain from her.

"Well, I think I can fix this right up!" I said encouragingly.

I placed the chain on the concrete beside the fountain. I took off my right white glove and clapped my hands together. I held them just over the silver chain. The transmutation circle on the back of my hand glowed for a second, along with the air around the little object. When the light disappeared the little chain was no longer broken.

"There you go! Good as new! But remember, I won't always be around to fix things, ok?" I smiled at her.

She nodded and took the chain before running off down the street. I stood and smiled after her. I love kids! they're so full of energy!

I was slipping my glove back on when I heard the voice behind me.

"Hey. Nice alchemy."

I froze. The voice was male. I guessed around the age of fourteen or fifteen.

Yeah, I have a weird ability to tell how old people are by their voices. Not very useful if you ask me, and it doesn't even work all the time.

"Brother! We really shouldn't bother her!" another voice protested. Male, age undeterminable.

I turned on my heel and faced the people who had spoken. In front of me stood a boy who was slightly taller than myself. He had golden colored eyes and blond hair that had been pulled back into a braid. I guessed that he was the first voice.

Behind him was a large suit of armor, probably the second voice.

"What of it?" I said, referring to my alchemy.

The blond kid crossed his arms. "Well, I'm a bit of an alchemist myself. Same with my brother here," he pointed his thumb back at the suit of armor.

"Is that so?" I replied, examining the back of my right glove.

"Yeah...you ever heard of the Fullmetal Alchemist?" the blond kid spoke again.

"Yeah...hero of the people...I heard of him...why, you know the guy?" I said in a bored tone.

The kid got this annoyed look on his face. "I am the Fullmetal Alchemist!"

"Well, that's nice. So you'd be Edward Elric then?" I looked up at him.

"Yeah, that's me!" he said with a triumphant grin.

"And you'd be Alphonse Elric then?" I said, pointing at the big suit of armor.

"Yes," he said, nodding.

"Nice to meet you, I guess. What exactly did you want?" I asked bluntly.

The Edward kid looked a little surprised at me. "Well...aren't you going to tell us your name?"

"If I must," I sighed. "Trinity Parker at your service. Now seriously, if your here to take me in for something I'd like to know what it is so I can deny it."

They stared at me in confusion. "Actually, I was just going to ask you about your alchemy..." Edward said.

"Then forget I said anything. Now, what'd you want to know?" I replied, quite uninterested.

"Why don't you come with us and I'll go ahead and ask," Edward said, eyeing me suspiciously.

I let out a sigh. "If you insist." Being in the hands of the law was much better than being in the hands of my old leaders.

Edward grabbed me by my elbow and started leading me away. I glanced over my shoulder and saw my pursuer glaring angrily after me. I was kind of grateful to this alchemist.

We walked along for a moment in silence with Edward pulling me along and Alphonse following behind.

"So, you were going to ask me something?" I mentioned.

Edward slowed his pace a little. "Yeah. how'd you do alchemy without a circle?"

He obviously wasn't close enough to see my tattoo. Without it I'd have to draw it out all the time.

"I had a circle. It's on the back of my hand," I replied. He stopped walking and let go. He held out his hand to me. I sighed and pulled my glove off. He grabbed my hand stared at the circle on the back for a moment. He was squeezing kind of hard.

"Hey, you think you could let go? Metal hands hurt," I said. He dropped my hand immediately and stared at me wide-eyed. "Can we just go where ever you were taking me?"

He grabbed my elbow again and stared walking again, faster than before.

We went inside a rather large building that I guessed was some sort of military base. I was right.

"Colonel Mustang!" Edward shouted, throwing open a door. "Do you recognize this kid?" he demanded.

"Ha! Kid, eh? And what does that make you?" I growled.

He glared at me. I glared back.

"Fullmetal, who is this?" a man behind a desk said. I guessed he would be this 'Colonel Mustang'. He had short black hair and dark eyes. For some reason I felt like I knew him.

"This is Trinity Parker," Edward said, pulling me a little farther into the room. I yanked my arm from his grasp.

"Seriously! This is getting ridiculous!" I shouted. Who did this kid think he was?

"Miss? I'm sorry if the Fullmetal Midget pulled you away from something important," the Colonel said.

Edward, who was standing beside me, was beginning to tremble, out of anger I guessed. "WHO YOU CALLING SO SHORT THAT HE COULD WALK UNDER AN ANT WITH HEADWAY!!" he shouted.

"Geez, calm down. He didn't say anything like that," I reasoned.

"Um, Miss Parker? If you would like to leave you may," the Colonel spoke again.

I smiled and walked over to a couch that was in the room. "Nah, Edward kinda helped me out back there," I said, taking a seat.

Everyone stared at me in confusion.

"I was being chased," I laughed.

"Why? By who?" Alphonse spoke up.

"Why is confidential. Who is just someone I used to be friends with," I stated simply.

The Colonel gave me this weird smirk, like he knew something. And then I suddenly remembered.

"Roy ? Roy Mustang? You can't be serious..." I said. He nodded, his smirking continued.

"You know him!?" Edward demanded.

"Old friend of my dad's. Found me in Dublith when I was seven," I explained, though they didn't know what had happened during my childhood.

"Where is your father?" Roy asked. He placed his elbows up on his desk.

I leaned forward in my seat and shot him a sly smile. "Don't know, but I hope he's burning in Hell."

He laughed loudly. "You haven't changed a bit, Parker."

I sighed. "More than you think, Roy. More than you think."