AN: This is a completely and utterly fan made story for my amusement. Please do not flame, because no matter what you do. I'm not getting rid of it. I accept constructive critisim on how to make it better though. Warning- this will contain character death, KimbleeXOC, gore and violence, and drama. Do not like. Do not read. R & R.

Ayame Ukari, Kira Ukari, Karai Ukari, Ookami (c) Me

Seishinbyo/ Seisei (c) RikatheAssassin17

Sander, Marcel, and Ethan Berkshire (c) Jijichangi

Solf. J Kimblee, Roy Mustang (c) FMA/FMABH.

PLEASE ENJOY~

She curled up in her bed, so oblivious to the sounds of the screams, and the gunshots has she slept, her long, curled blond hair spread over her soft, fluffy pillow has she hugged the teddy bear to her chest, the only thing that truly woke her from her sweet sleep was a loud scream. She shot up like a rocket.

"Mom? Dad?" she called, has she pushed off her silk blankets, slipping on her favorite pair of fluffy pink slippers. The young teen left her room, she was only 13. Her silk tank top clinging to her already forming body with the bottom of her silk pajama pants baggy round her ankles. "Mom? Dad?" she called again. She bounced off the last stair and automatically covered her nose to the awful metallic smell that she came in contact with. She usually would wake to the smell of over baked eggs smeared with mayonnaise, low fat turkey bacon, pancakes , and burnt, crunchy circular sausage. She loved that smell. So why was there a weird, nasty metallic smell?

She looked down at the living room floor, what was the red stain there on the fluffy white carpet? Mom wasn't going to be happy about that, she should clean it before her parents get home, or try her best not to make it noticeable. Now...where did her mom keep the things they needed for cleaning? Lets go and try the kitchen. She walked to the kitchen to look for the cleaning supplies, she slipped on the same red stuff that was in her kitchen rug. She whimpered a bit when she hit the floor, her favorite pajama pants were now ruined. She knew she just should of gone upstairs and gone back to sleep and pretend she never saw the stain on the carpet. No she had to be nice to try and clean it up for her parents.

She got back up, rubbing the back of her now sticky pajama bottoms , she figured she go and change first then come back downstairs to try to clean up the kitchen floor and the carpet, her stomach growled, wanting some food. She rubbed it and also decided on getting an apple before she went to change. She walked into the more kitchen part of her kitchen where the stove, microwave, food cabinets and everything else were. She stopped dead in her tracks, there, just enough to the left where she would of seen it in till she was in the doorway. Something...some man...in a police uniform was there, bent over her mothers corpse, her father was in the corner, intestines ripped from his flesh, bits and pieces of his skin and tissue on the floor. Bite marks where patches of skin should have been. She couldn't see what her mother looked like, all she could see was the long pieces of muscle hanging from the police officers mouth.

The girl started to scream but it was cut short when hot bile spilled from her throat and onto the floor. This caught the crazy police officers attention, he slowly stood up and turned to look at her. She nearly threw up again. The police officer's skin was deathly pale, and so thin you could see the veins in his face, the grossest part was that the officer had a bite on his neck and she couldn't tell if it was a bite but his cheek was ripped off his face revealing bone. The police officer started towards her, he was limping and slow. She turned to run when she got to the door of her kitchen , she slipped on the red stain which she know knew was blood. She cried out has she thought she heard her knee crack. She looked behind her to see the police officer drawing nearer, what the hell was wrong with him?

She scrambled up from where she fell, trying to run, but her knee squealed in protest she ran anyway, the police officer was slowly shambling behind her. She ran has fast has she could to the steps, it hurt in her current condition. She got half way up the stairs before she tripped, sliding right back down. She groaned a bit, the police officer was now only a few feet from her. She was dizzy and disoriented but her body knew what to do. She started crawling up the steps, her body moving on its on. Saying she had to survive. She had to get away. She had to hide. That was her main goal of survival. She could feel its breath on her neck has it shambled up the stairs after her, to close to comfort. It was the sudden tugging on her ankle did she realize what was happening, she tried to kick him away, only aggravating her messed up knee, he bite into her ankle, tearing the flesh from the bone. She cried out and kicked at him again, tears dripping down her cheeks from the pain that shot up her leg. She kicked again, nailing him in the chest, forcing his grip off, throwing him down the steps has she crawled up again. When she was able to reach the railing for support and heaved herself up and limped to her room. She could hear that crazy police officer stumbling back up the steps. He just fell down the steps but he was still standing!? What was going on!? She looked for a place to hide. She limped into the closet and shut the door, leaving a small crack into it.

Staring at the bite mark on her ankle, she softly whimpered. She took one of her nice jackets, black so the blood would come out. She pressed it to it, a yell rose to her throat but she held it in. She could hear him shambling into her room, the groaning and moaning noises rising from his throat. She heard it over the noises that she hadn't heard when she slept. The gunshots. The screams. She covered her ears.

The police officer looked around, it couldn't see its meal anywhere, it sniffed the air smelling blood coming from the closet. He started limping towards it, a bone from his leg poking out from the numerous times he fell down the steps. Reaching out, and with a groan he yanked the closet door open.

The blonde girl looked up to him, he sprang down on her...a loud scream echoed with others in till it turned into a gurgling noise and simply faded away...