Randomly said "let me write a LingFan FanFiction."

Disclaimer: I shall never own Fullmetal Alchemist or Brotherhood,sadly.


The Young Lord's Coronation. Lan Fan's biggest fear. This day gave her knots in her stomach. The day where she worries herself sick about Ling's well-being. Someone can strike him on the head and leave and no one would know who. A guard can turn against him and kill him in an instant. What if that happen and she didn't get him fast enough. If he died. Lan Fan knew she would not go on without him. She would end it right there. But she would not let that happen. She could not let that happen.

She was pacing back and forth in front of his chamber doors. A knife already steady in her hand. Her automail polished and greased so it ran smoothly. Weapons hidden all over her body. Lan Fan could take anything you threw at her now. This day was too important to make a mistake.
A voice caught her off guard. And it was the only voice that could.

"Lan Fan." He spoke. Soothing her anxiety. "Quit worrying. It will be okay. I'm not going to die today. There will be many people protecting me. And you will be there. Nothing can happen if you are there by my side."

"My apologies, Young Lord."

He smiled. The smile brought comfort to her. And she relaxed a bit more. He left his room and started forward, with Lan Fan right on his tail. As it had always been.


This is it. The crowning that whole country of Xing will try to get a glimpse of.
The palace was a beautiful site to see. It was as if the palace was solid gold and with red strips here and there. Dragon statues everywhere, all made in solid gold. Lan Fan, a humble servant never expected to live in the palace. She grew up poor. Only having and buying things that were truly necessary. But Ling always tried to spoil her. In a very subtle way. Buying her weapons that she wanted but could not afford. Taking her out to feast and saying "My treat Lan Fan order whatever you would like." But to live in a palace as the emperor's bodyguard? It was more of an unrealistic dream that came true.
Ling and the council members of Xing were on the balcony of the palace, facing the courtyard.
May Chang was there also. She had a smile on her face. She knew Ling would be a great Emperor. He would look after all the Clans and make sure they were safe. Thousands of people flooded the palace grounds. From a high ranked Noblemen to a simple peasant. She was already familiar with her surroundings but she addressed them again. They were facing north. Mountains to the Northwest and a forest and river to the Northeast. It was truly a sight for a king. People were now settling in. They were all standing and waiting for it to start. She was feeling everyone's Chi, making sure none would harm the Young Lord. She closed her eyes and try to search for tainted souls. But found nothing.

She opened her eyes and look at the Young Lord. Soon she would not being calling him that. She would say Imperial Majesty. And informal things she would say to him would stop. They would not be friends how they were in Amestris and when they were kids. She would just be another subject. The highest ranked one though, she would be required to follow him to make sure he was safe at all time. That's all she wanted, Ling's safety. He also cannot try to save her if she was hurt. Like the time Wrath had done harm to her. Ling saved her even though she was nothing but a servant. Guards died all the time. It wouldn't look right if he tried to help a simple servant. He should stop spoiling her. But she knew he wouldn't. He didn't care about what other people thought of him. He should though. The whole country is looking up to him as an example.

Then a gong rang and every stared up at the balcony and watched.

And so it began.

First it was the showing of the Philosopher's Stone. The reason Ling will be crowned Emperor. They did not speak of what it could do. Or how it is created. It would cause chaos if everyone knew. Everyone would want their hands on it. But would any be willing to do what it takes to make one? Or would they be horrified that the soon to be Emperor would have possession of such a thing? They didn't want to find out. They just said it would bring wealth, good luck, and good health to Xing. Lan Fan used to hate that thing. It cause Ling to turn into Greed. But now she had respect for the Stone and Greed. She had too. Even though Greed is gone, he is still apart of Ling. He was greedier than ever. He would all get what he wanted. And she did not mind at all. It's what made Ling, Ling.

Then the drinking of the wine, a tradition. It symbolize the blood of the people. Drinking it would mean you become one with your people therefore, you are for the people. As all kings should be.

The clan Elders spoke of Yao Clan and its history. They ramble on about 7 generations ago a Yao was Emperor. But no matter how boring this ceremony got she stay as sharp as her knife watching from behind.

Waiting... waiting to protect Him at any cost.

Then everyone's eyes were fixed on the man holding a pillow. With the crown on top of it. This was the moment everyone had waited for. As if commanded too, the hundreds of thousands of people that were watching in the courtyard fell silent. You could hear nothing but utter silence. Ling sank to one knee. Lan Fan tensed up as the Eldest of the Yao clan had spoken.

"Ling Yao. Son of the Emperor, now passed. You shall serve us now. Protecting Xing. Standing by the people. For a king is nothing without his people. And people are lost without their king. Do accept the responsibilities as your sole duty to this country?"

"I do. I shall lead the country into greatness and never leave the people alone with no leader to guide them."

He place the crown on top Ling head and said "The people of Xing, your new Emperor."

Everyone bowed and was still silent. We don't scream and shout. We silently pray for health for Emperor. Saying in our heads and hearts "Long live his Imperial Majesty."

It should have been dead silent. But Lan Fan's adrenaline was pumping. It was as if something was tearing through her heart. But from the looks of everyone else she was the only one who could feel it. She closed her eyes and started to listen carefully. She stood next to Ling, still only feeling his overwhelming presence and that was it. The rests were just simple souls. Then 60 no 70 yard away she could hear something. In the trees. Twenty degrees to the right. It was a bow-string being pull back. And it was a person holding the bow. She was relieved it was a homunculus or anything of that nature. But the Chi was off. And it almost felt familiar. Evil and vengeance coursed through its veins. She knew what she would have to do and didn't hesitated. When she heard the pop of the bow-string being released she jump in front of Ling and the arrow hit her dead in the heart. When it hit she didn't cry out in pain. It was almost peaceful. She had done her job. Her grandfather would have been proud. Her mind raced through her memories. Most of them with Ling. If she had the strength she would have smiled. Before she lost consciousness she saw that the arrow was dull but, she would still most likely not make it. She heard a scream.

"Lan Fan!"

It was Ling

Ling.she wanted to say. My lord. I love you. And I said I would always protect you at any cost. I have done my job. Good-bye.

But all she can managed out was "I'm sorry"


Ling screamed in horror as he saw Lan Fan body on the ground. Almost lifeless. But she was holding to life by a thread. And he would not let his one and only happiness in this world die on him. He tried to reach her but the other guards made him stay down so another arrow would not hit him. But he will save her…

I have to.He thought. I have to save her.