Chapter 1: Through the Gate

Author's Note: Ok, I KNOW I have two other stories and that I owe Devil's Curse seven more chapters and that I haven't updated Insanity is Born in the Darkness of the Night in AGES, but SilverMoonNymph wouldn't leave me alone AT ALL until I wrote this. So if this slows down my other stories, kill her, not me. It's not my fault I have no defense against begging! Also, this follows Brotherhood.

Disclaimer: If I owned FMA, the original would not exist and Ed would not have lost his auto mail, because AUTO MAIL IS AWESOME!

Normal POV

It was a field trip to a laboratory for a local High School, and two fifteen year olds were being dragged from exhibit to exhibit by an overly excited fourteen year old. The fourteen year old was a rather pale Caucasian with creamy white skin. She had long, thick, shiny brown hair and a million watt smile that looked like she was running overload on caffeine and sugar. She was dressed well, but not flashy, in a pair of skinny jeans, strappy shirt and a hat, which was dubbed 'Chairman Mao'. She also had on her usual leather belt that strongly resembled the one her idol, Zorro, wears. Her eyes were hazel, but could look anything from grey to a light blue in different lighting and were rimmed with slender, rectangular frames. One of the teens she was dragging behind her was a few inches taller with brownish red hair that fell to her shoulder blades and was a bleached blond for the last six inches or so. She had an exasperated look on her face, like this had happened more times then she wished to admit, and light blue eyes along with pale skin that never seemed to tan no longer how much sun she got. She was wearing skinny jeans as well, along with a black woolen dress that fell to mid thigh and had a spider design for the than the one dragging them. The third girl was rather different. She had a much more punk/Goth style than the traces that the other two bore, and stuck out a little. Compared to the other two's pale skin, she had an olive cast to hers that seemed to retain a permanent tan despite the fact the girl had never been to a tanning salon or used spray tan in her life. It probably had to do with her Mongolian heritage; (otherwise it would make no since, she was half Norwegian along with many other races, none of which were known for olive skin.) She had dark, chestnut hair that fell to just past her shoulders. It had three streaks of pale/honey blond on the right side, near her face, which had previously been dark purple, but the color had worn off and left only the bleach. Out of the three, she was the most solidly built, compared to the other two's slender willow figures with slim legs and long torsos, she had a solid hourglass, with long legs, muscled and thicker than the other twos', and a shorter torso. Muscles were evident in her shoulders and arms as well, but she let herself be pulled along by the smaller and slighter teen, looking slightly amused. She had a bright smile and deep, chocolate brown eyes. Her ears were pierced with skull earrings and she wore two ear cuffs, one on either ear. One was mid-ear on the left, the other, on the right, was on the top. She had on a black hat with stitched designs, slightly gothic, and a long-sleeved black, skintight shirt with a phoenix encased in iridescent red flames on it. Written on the back was the message, 'when you walk through flames, hold your head up high. She also had on a pair of dark jeans and a black leather coat with bright silver zippers that vaguely resembled an aviator's jacket. All three girls wore combat boots with slight heels and hard toes, perfect for stomping and kicking.

"Come on Brann, Danni! Did you know that they have a dimensional disrupter here? The power needed to charge it and the complex wiring-" the girl dragging the other two cried in a slightly Spanish/ Czech accent.

"We get it!" the one with the spider web dress, who had been addressed as Danni, interrupted, "You're a technological genius and want to see the cool toys they're hiding here." The other girl, Brann, she pronounces it Bronne, like Anne with an au sound instead of an A, laughed at the fourteen year old's affronted expression.

"Relax Niki, we can go see the dimension machine now and you can make our brains explode with words we poor, non techy geniuses can't ever hope to understand. The headache you give Danni will be revenge." Niki's pout turned into an evil smile and she stopped at a large, tunnel like machine, rubbing her hands together and began her infamous evil chuckle.

"Did you have to tell her that?" Danni groaned.

"Did you want her to go on a psychotic rampage?" Brann asked reasonably.

"It would be entertaining." Danni mused.

"Get your asses over her!" Niki yelled over at the two teens. They glanced over at their 'little sister' in amusement as they saw she had ducked under the rope surrounding the machine and stepped inside. Grinning, the two followed her.

"You know we're going to get into SO much trouble, right?" Brann asked conversationally.

"Your point?" Danni asked with a questioning look on her face.

"Touché," Brann acknowledged.

"Hey, look at this!" Niki called from were she was examining the wall. Brann and Danni wandered over to look at the big red button on the inside wall of the machine.

"You know," Brann mused, "this is kind of Danny Phantomish." Niki reached out to push the button, acting on impulse, per usual. "Wai-" Brann's warning was cut off as Niki pushed the button and there was a bright flash of light, and then nothing. Where the three girls had stood before there was only empty air, and a faint wisp of smoke curling upward.