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Chapter one - The Train

/1938/

It was missions like this that made her think about the past. Things that she had left behind, well at least it's what she thought. Long train rides had always been a bitch to her; making her think and day dream, she hated it. Boring, the seats were hard as hell sometimes, annoying compartment partners, oh that list was so long that it evened scared her friend Spike into believing that train rides were evil. The young woman that sat in the back of the compartment seat had a sad yet sour looking face on. This young woman's name was Trisha Armony Elric. A state alchemist, and a Lt. Colonel in the military, though she had only been one for a year she still was a Lt. Colonel. She was also Edward Elric's daughter, she too had the wonderful gift of being a genius of alchemy. Well in her eyes she was only half of a whole one. Her blond bangs covered her face and had a spiky look to them.

The rest of her hair was in a high pony tail and reached just a bit below her neck. Her eyes were gold, another thing she had inherited from her father and had a sad look in her eyes. She was 18, old enough to be considered an adult but just young enough to still be a child. Trisha's left arm was automail, newly designed by her automail mechanic. Her military jacket was off and laid next to her along with her book on alchemy she had been reading. She had never been a big fan of the jacket and preferred to have it off. Her legs were crossed just as where her arms were.

"I haven't seen you this pissed off in a while, what's wrong?" asked a young man.

Trisha snapped out of her angry trance and looked at the young man who had spoken. Her partner was the same age, and a State Alchemist. The only thing different form each other were their ranks. He was a Major and had just entered the military. Ivan Maes Mustang was a regular heart breaker. Midnight hair, a somewhat pale skin tone, hell his eyes were a beautiful crimson red and add on his charming voice and his personality. Girls fell for him the moment the met him. That was something Trisha could never understand about the girls who had fallen for his charm. What was it about this young man that made girls swoon. It annoyed her.

To her Ivan was nothing more than a jackass who thought he was better than she. Ivan was of course Roy Mustang's son, his mother being Riza Hawkeye Mustang. Trisha had known him since they were both young enough to talk, and fight. Trisha had her first fist fight with him and had also had her first kiss with him. She hated that memory, but she still treasured it. She never knew why but she did it anyways. Soon after Ivan had joined the military they were forced into being partners. She still hadn't forgiven Roy Mustang for that yet. She sighed and rubbed the back of her neck.

"Yeah. I just don't really like train rides," she answered him.

"Brings back old memories?" he asked.

Trisha eyes darkned as she looked down.

"Yes," she said quietly. "A lot of which I want to forget but I can't."

She saw Ivan nod. She raised her head and looked out the window. The fast moving scenery was the only thing that could calm her down. It reminded how she wanted this ride to end. Fast and quick. She leaned her elbow down on the arm rest by the window and put her face into her hand. Ivan had fallen asleep himself just a few minutes after she had begun staring out the window. Her golden stare out the window soon ended as she fell asleep. Her dreams were littered by old memories of when she was younger. Fifteen to be exact; the year that everything change in her live dramatically. More so than when her mother died. It hurt but she didn't wake up. It felt as if she couldn't...

/End of Chapter one-The Train/

I really don't know what to say…I mean I'm happy to be writing again but I'm also a bit worried. I get so busy with school and such that I might not be able to update for a while. I hope this is much better than the last version of my story. The next chapter will be about Trisha past and you'll meet her brother Jack, who also has a new style of hair (his old style was to hard of me to draw, and I'm the one who made it XD). I hope that you liked this chapter, I really enjoyed typing it up. Nice and easy one. No writers block what so ever, so I'm happy. The characters in this part are mine. Both Trisha and Ivan mean a lot to me and I would be very upset if some one used them with out asking (now asking me to use them, that's just fine). Like I said before I hoped you guys liked this one. Please review, it would be very nice and you'd be much loved!

-Lain-Chan009