HOLA! I HAVE RE TURNED W/ ANOTHER STORY MY OTHER ONE IS STILL IN PROGRESS AND I WILL CONTINUE! SO NOT TO WORRY! (i would've put a line here but the line thingy doesn't work so my bad!) NOTE: IF YOU HAVE NOT SEEN THE FMA MOVIE THIS CONTAINS SPOILERS

note: disclaimer

sadly i do not FMA, nor am i the geinus creator of this AWSOME ANIME!

I sat quietly on the window sill, staring down at the city of Munich. Three years have passed since me and Alphonse had finally been reunited. I sighted...everything was almost normal. I still don't have a right arm or left leg, still automail...amazingly. I haven't destroyed...yet...Winry isn't here, so I guess I'm trying to make it last, while I can. After all, I perfer metal over wood, thank you! Envy killed dad, so I'm the 'man of the house'. This place on the other side of the Gate is waaaaaaaaaay too dangerous, how you survive here, I have no on earthly clue! It might even be more dangerous than my home, Shamballa, as they called it. I looked up at the moon, as it's soft light shone through the glass and cast shadows against the walls. I was lost in my thoughts of the green hills and the pale morning sky of Resembool...guess I was homesick. It was all quiet when a small black cloud caught my eye then, I heard a faint boom... and my eyes widened...A bomb raid

"AL!" I cried at the top of my lungs and jumped of the window sill. I raced to Al's room and switched on the light. He groaned, as I shook him, hard "GET UP!" He opened his eyes and squinted against the light.

"w-what's up...?" He asked, sleepily.

"A bomb raid is what's up! Get-" I started, when a bomb was dropped close by and shook the house with a deafening BOOM!

The explosion knocked me off my feet and face down on the floor. The sirens started to blare off, warning everyone of the attack.

"A little too late..." I muttered. I quickly rose to my feet and Al was already out of bed.

"Go to the shelter!" I commanded

"But, brother, what about y-"

"NOW!" I interrupted. He ran out the door. I looked around for the lantern, grabbed it off A's dresser and sprinted out the door. Another bomb went off closer to the house, shaking the apartment more violently. I lost my balance again, and fell hard to the floor again, dropping the lantern. I got up, snatched up the lantern and ran hard down the hallway and tried to open the door...but it was jammed.

"DAMNIT!" I cursed out loud.

"Brother!" I heard Al voice from the other side of the door, but it was being drowned out by the rushing feet, the horrified screams and shrieks and the sirens. I had an idea, a painful one...

A third explosion went off on top of the roof. The force of the bomb threw me against the door, and I fell facedown onto the floor. I threw my hands over my head as the roof caved in. When I thought it was over, I turned over on my back...big mistake...A large beam fell on top of me, knocking the wind out of my lungs. I tried to take in air, but coughed when all I could get was dust.

"BROTHER!" Shrieked Al.

"Get out of here, Al!" I weezed and reached for a piece of glass broken from the window, but it was too far away. I couldn't breathe and the beam felt like it was getting heavier by the second. I was running out of time..My life and Al's were at stake.

I could hear more bombs in the distance and I knew this wasn't over yet. I tried to move the beam off with what was left of my strength. I stopped trying to catch my breath...by my lungs were being crushed. I coughed again, needing oxygen. I reached for the closest shard of glass with my left hand. My vision was starting to slip in and out of focus when I felt the shard in my hand. I squeezed as hard as I possibly could until a stinging pain shocked through my whole arm and blood ran down my hand. I lifted my bleeding hand up and drew a Transmutation circle on the beam in my blood. The circle lit up. The beam broke in half, and Oxygen rushed into my lungs. I quickly drew another circle on the door, clapped my hands together and slammed them on the door. The door slowly disappeared. I grabbed the lantern again, stood up, sprinted through the doorway and grabbed Al arm, making way for the underground shelter.

"Brother! Slow down!" He tripped and fell.

"C'mon, Al!" I helped him up.We ran down the stairs and inside and I closed the door behind us. It was dark and silent, all except for me and Al's heavy breathing (NOT LIKE THAT!) and the distant bombs outside. I lit up the lantern and hung it on a hook above the small room.

"Brother, what they found out !" he asked, as he sat against the wall.

"Al, don't worry they won't" I tried to comfort him.

"What if they do! What if the Nazi's find out we're half Jew!"

"Al,...if they do I promise I'll do anything...I'll do everything it takes to protect you" I smiled weakly.

"NO! That's what I'm worried about, you protecting me again! You always end up getting hurt!" His voice was shaken. I fell silent, not knowing what to say. I let out another heavy sigh and coughed, trying to get the remaining dust out of my lungs.

"Here..." Al said. He ripped apart a small piece of his sleeve from the old red jacket I gave him. He gently took my left hand and wrapped the piece of cloth around the wound. "Temporary bandage..." He smiled, and carefully tied a small knot to keep the cloth from sliding off the wound.

"Thanks, Al. Get some sleep, we have a loooong day tomorrow." I groaned. He nodded, and climbed into the top bunk.

"Ed, you should get some sleep too..." He said.

"I know, I'll stay up incase anything drastic happens..."

"Kay, good night, Brother...I love you" He smiled

I smiled back, "I love you too, Al."

My eyelides began to grow heavy as the sounds of the bombs, in the distance, began to slowly come to a stop...I wish that I would've known that...that was the last time I would see Al's smile...at least before they found us and took us to the camps...to the GATES OF HELL...

:END CHAPTER 1, MUNICH GERMANY: