Chapter 1

Auto-mail

"Sister! Sister! Please wake up! Please!" A little girl around the age of ten yelled, trying to pry her sister from under a large, smoldering piece of metal. The little girl drew a symbol within a circle on the metal, clapped her hands together, and touched it. The metal started to bend. Suddenly, her sister's legs came free.

Even though there was blood everywhere, the little girl threw her sister over her shoulder. She laid her on a wheelbarrow nearby, and wheeled her to the nearest house.

A Day Before

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"AL! You can't just bring in stray animals!"

"But brother, it looked hungry!"

"That's not the point! If you keep doing this, we'll have about…oh I don't know…800 of them!"

"But! but…"

"I don't care what you have to say! I'm older and what I say goes!"

"You may be older, but you're still short!"

Ed and Al Elrich have been fighting over this animal for some time now. This cat has made this family go haywire. Winry was getting so annoyed.

They have been staying at Grams' place looking through books for anything about Mr. Tim Marcoh. For the last few days, they have read over 100 books. So far, nothing.

The next day they decided to go to the library to search for more books. Winry and Grams made sure that they would be back for dinner. Winry got out some meat and potatoes. She and Gram peeled and tenderized. Finally, dinner was ready.

As they set the table, there was a knock on the door. Winry set down the silverware, and opened it to greet their guest.

There was that little girl, covered in blood, with tears in her eyes.

"Oh, my god! Are you okay? Are you bleeding?"

"I'm okay, ma'am, but my sister is hurt."

"Well, where is she?"

The little girl pointed out to the front yard where the wheelbarrow lain. Winry ran over there and inspected the injured girl. Noticing that her leg was destroyed, the blood she was losing could end her life. She picked the girl up, and went inside. The little girl quickly followed.

A doctor stopped by and looked at the girl. Winry and the little girl were talking in the living room. The little girl had changed her blood soaked clothes.

"My name is Sarah, and I'm ten. My sister's sixteen, and her name's Lana. Our parents died when I was seven. We've been running ever since," she said, drinking some tea.

"Running? From what?"

"The government. They want to take us away, and split us up. So Lana decided to run away, and we would be together always."

"Oh."

The doctor came out with a grave look on his face. He sat down next to Sarah. Sighing, he looked from Winry to Sarah, and then spoke.

"Your sister's going to be fine, but…" he paused. " She lost her leg."

"Lost her leg…well, can't you do anything?" Sarah asked, pulling her hair back.

"No, I'm sorry."

The doctor stood up, and left. As soon as he closed the door, it burst open again. There was Ed and Al looking panicked.

"What's wrong?!" Winry yelled, jumping off the couch.

"Who's hurt? Is it Grams? Is she sick?"

"No, she's not hurt, or sick. This is Sarah. She's staying with us for a while," Winry started to explain, "but w—"

"Ok. Well Al and I are off to bed," he interrupted. Ed walked into his bedroom. About a minute later, they heard him shriek, "THERE'S SOMEONE IN MY BED!"

Winry sighed, and went back to his room. All Sarah could hear was some clangs, and bumps. There came Winry holding on to Ed's auto-mail arm. He was wearing nothing but boxers. Sarah blushed.

"THERE'S SOMEONE IN MY…"

"Yeah, I know. That was what I was trying to tell you. She was the reason why the doctor was here," Winry said, smacking him over the head.

"Ow! What was that for?!"

"For almost waking Lana up, you idiot! You can sleep on the couch for tonight. I have to help Grams make another leg," and with that, she left. Ed looked at Sarah.

"So, you're…"

"Sarah."

"Right."

Sarah got up, and went into the bedroom. Ed laid down on the couch, and fell asleep.

After some unpleasant dreams, he woke up. He remembered that he left his clothes in the bedroom, and he went to retrieve them.

Opening the door slightly, Ed crept into the room, and grabbed his clothes. Looking at Lana and Sarah, he saw peace. Lana had her arm around Sarah, and they were sleeping soundly.

After Ed got dressed, Al came into the living room. He looked at the door for like a minute, and then asked, "Are we going back to the library today?"

"No. We're going to a woman's house to ask her about Mr. Marcoh," he said, pulling on his shoes.

They walked out the door, and ran down the road.

Sarah got up shortly after that. She yawned and stretched. Stepping out of the bedroom, she could smell breakfast wafting through the air. Winry was making sausages.

As they ate, Winry and Sarah heard a thump. They looked to see what it was, and there stood Lana, tired and hungry.

Winry helped her get into the kitchen, and set up a plate for her. She ate greedily. After they finished eating, Winry stood up, and walked outside. She returned with a prosthetic leg. Lana pulled her pant leg, and Winry placed it on her leg.

Standing up, Lana tested it out. She walked across the room.

"I think that I'm going to take a shower," Lana said, "I feel so dirty."

"It's out back," Winry said.

Lana took a change of clothes, and headed outside. She took off her bloodstained clothes, and pulled out a towel.

Ed

Ed had just gotten back from talking to that woman.

"Well, she was no help," he said to Al, "I think that I'll take a shower. See ya in a few." (A/n: Oh no!)

Just as Lana was going to turn the water on, she dropped her pin. Bending over to pick it up, Ed opened the gate to get into the shower. Looking back, he saw a large hawk circling around their house.

Ed's eyes widened. The water had been turned on. Looking to see who had turned it on, he saw the backside of what seemed to be a girl.

He gasped. Lana turned around, and screamed. Grabbing her clothes, she threw it at him.

"GET OUT! GET OUT! GET OUT!" She screamed throwing her prosthetic leg at him, hitting him in the head.

Winry was out there in an instant. She sighed in relief that no one was hurt. Well, no one was hurt seriously.

"What the hell were you thinking, Ed!"

"I didn't know she was in there! It's not my fault!"

"Can I have my leg back?"

Ed took her prosthetic leg and threw it at her head. She ducked. Ed went back inside, fuming. Winry collected her clothes, and returned them to her. She smiled.

"Your leg will be ready tomorrow. I think you'll like it."

"Thanks."

After they ate dinner, Sarah ran into the bedroom. Lana followed her. They didn't come back out.

"What was that all about?" Al asked. Ed just shrugged.

Ed walked to the bedrooms, and as he passed the door, he heard retching. Opening the door slightly, he saw that Sarah was throwing up. Lana was holding her hair. She looked up, and saw Ed standing there.

"Could you please get me a warm, wet cloth, and some water?"

He nodded. Going to go get those things he passed Winry, who looked back at him. Grabbing the things that she needed, he went back into the room. Sarah was lying on the bed. Lana was kneeled next to her. He handed her the items, and she placed the cloth on Sarah's forehead.

"Is she…is she going to be okay?" He asked kneeling next to her.

"Of course. She just caught a cold," she replied, pulling the hair out of Sarah's face.

Ed left about 15 minutes later. Lana slept on the couch that was in the room.

As soon as she woke up, she heard Sarah coughing. She tried to get out of bed.

"No, don't get up. Your sick. You should stay in bed."

"No, sister, I feel much better. I want to go eat breakfast."

Lana smirked, and Sarah jumped out of bed. They went out, and could smell eggs. They literally floated towards the scent. Gobbling up the food, Winry brought out her auto-mail leg.

"We'll put it on after breakfast," Winry said.

"Umm…Al?" Lana said.

"Yes?"

"Can you look after Sarah when I get my leg put on?"

"Sure. We aren't doing anything today, right brother?"

"Uh-huh."

Lana sat in the chair as Al and Sarah stepped outside. She breathed deeply. Ed stood next to her. Winry placed her leg in place, and placed in the tool to attach it to the rest of her leg.

Ed grabbed onto her shoulders.

"Ready?" Winry asked. Lana nodded.

"One…two…THREE!" She turned the tool, and Lana bent over in pain. She fell out of the chair, tears streaming down her face.

"Come on, let's get her in bed!" Winry shouted.

Ed picked her arms up, and Winry grabbed her legs. They walked into the other room, and laid her down on the bed. After the groans of pain passed, Lana was fast asleep.

Al and Sarah were playing in a field. Al had tripped, and hit a statue, causing it to break. Sarah pulled out her chalk, and drew the circle on it. Clapping her hands together, the metal statue formed back into place.

"Your…you're an Alchemist?" Al asked, pointing his finger at the statue.

Sarah nodded.

"So is my sister, but she doesn't need to draw those circle things. She's lucky because she never had to use them. Even our mother said so."

"What happened to your mother?"

"She and our father died. I was only seven, but I remember it all. They were State Alchemists. Lana, our parents, and I were sitting in our kitchen eating breakfast when there was a knock on the door…"

Flashback

Sarah's mother got up to answer it. Sarah heard the squeaky door open, and there was a flash of red light.

Her father got up quickly, and walked out of the room. There was a lot of yelling. Her father screamed, and there was another flash of red light. The door shut, and there was silence. 12 year old, Lana, scrambled out of her chair. Sarah followed her.

"Sarah, get back. GET BACK!" Lana screamed. Even though Sarah had obeyed her, she could still see the mangled bodies drenched in blood.

End Flashback

"…and that's pretty much what happened. We ran away the next day. A week later, we know that Scar had killed them. All because they were State Alchemists."

"Oh. Ed was almost killed by Scar, too. Thankfully, they only broke his arm off. He has an auto-mail arm and leg. Winry had to replace it."

"Does it hurt to get an auto-mail leg?"

"Yeah, I guess. I've never had one, but I've seen one get put on," Al said, looking at the ground. "I think we should go back."

"Okay," she said, as she stood up and wiped the dust off herself. They ran back to the house.

Winry sat on the couch, fixing her hair. Ed sat there, waiting for something to happen. It got very boring, very quickly.

Al and Sarah got up to the door, and looked inside. Opening it cautiously, they walked in. Ed looked back at them, and sighed.

"Is my sister okay?" Sarah asked. Ed nodded.

"She's sleeping right now. She's got her leg on, if you want to see it."

Sarah stepped into the bedroom. Looking at her sister's body reminded her of their mother.

Pulling back the blankets, she gasped. There was her auto-mail leg. She ran her finger on it; she couldn't help but stare in amazement.

A voice made her jump.

"Pretty cool, huh?"

She nodded. Pulling the blankets back up, she looked back at Ed. He stood there, smirking.

"Yea, when I got mine, Al wouldn't stop staring at the stupid thing. I've had it for four years."

"Oh, so you got it when you were nine?" She asked, sitting on the couch.

"NO, I WAS TWELVE! DO I LOOK LIKE I'M THIRTEEN!"

"Yea, you do."

"UUUGGHH!" He said as he stormed out of the room.

Lana opened her eyes.

"What was that all about?"

"Sister!"

Later that night

Lana had fallen asleep after dinner, and Sarah soon followed her. Ed and Al had stayed up late, researching some more.

Ed stood up, and yawned. He headed back to the living room for some sleep. As he passed the door to where the girls were staying, he heard humming. Cracking the door open slightly, Lana was rocking Sarah to sleep. After a few minutes, she laid her down, and went back to her own bed.

Covering her face in her hands, she wept silently. Ed stepped into the room, and kneeled next to her.

"What's wrong?" He asked, pulling her hand gently away from her face.

"My leg hurts so bad," she replied, wiping her tears away. He pulled back the blankets, and her leg looked like it was inflamed.

"Yeah, that happened to me when I got my first leg. You just got to stretch the muscles out."

Sitting down on the bed, he touched the auto-mail leg, too embarrassed to do anything. Lana blushed.

"Thank you, Ed. For some reason, I feel much better."

"It's nothing."

Ed turned his head, and Lana leaned in. Lips just inches apart, he whispered, "Your leg is what makes you unique."

Ed leaned in, and closing his eyes, they kissed.

A/n: Well, what do you think? Please review! I will have another chappie up soon!