(July 25th, 1:30 am)

(sniffle) Poor Nina... my brother woke up and came into my room while I was watching the last few minutes of FMA tonight (he's 8). he came in just before Scar ... y'know. when he sees Ed and Al running down the street, he says "Yay. It's Ed." he's so cute when he's half-conscious. :) aaanyway...

my newest addition to the DoV family is about to be born.

I don't own FullMetal Alchemist, although someone I don't know does. Mari is the only character I own. and those kids on the street. oh, and Mari's parents. oh, and I can't forget about... (this could go on a while)

The Sapphire Alchemist

Prologue

A girl walked through the streets of Star Rock Valley, humming softly to herself and looking up into the sky. She considered herself a loner, always had been and always would be. Her mother had died in an accident when she was ten, and then just two years ago, her father was killed in a fire in her town. She had recently turned fifteen, wandering the streets of whatever cities she would happen to pass through for two years now.

As the girl was lost in her thoughts, she came across the sound of a small child's crying. She looked to where she heard the noise, and saw a few kids who didn't look much older than five years old sitting on the street. Among them was a girl, her face buried in her hands crying.

The teenaged, light-blue haired girl kneeled down next to the group of kids and put a hand on the crying girl's shoulder. "What's wrong?" she asked softly.

The girl looked down and held up a doll whose arm had ripped off. "She broke," the girl sobbed.

The older girl looked at her sympathetically. An idea suddenly occured to her. "Hey," she said, "Do you still have her other arm?"

"I have it!" said a boy. He then held up the broken-off arm of the doll. The girl smiled.

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After a minute or two, she had traced a somewhat complex circular design in the dirt on the ground. "The doll, please," she said. The younger girl handed her the doll, and the boy gave her the arm. She took the pieces and placed them in the center of the circle. "Now watch this," she smiled. She gently touched the blue stone on her choker necklace, then put her hand on the circle, a blue light suddenly engulfing it. After a moment, it stopped. The girl picked up the doll, and handed it back to the child in one piece.

She gasped and hugged her doll. "Thank you, miss!" she exclaimed.

The older girl smiled. "No problem," she replied sweetly. "By the way, my name is Mari."

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I tried not to make that loner line sound too much like Everybody's Fool (Never was and never will be, that part). how'd I do?

R&R!