Okay, everyone, I am REDOING this story! It may have been "good" before *cough*Not*cough* but now it'll be better~! For NEone who hasn't read this…where have you been? Lol, no I joke, this is an FMA story and it includes OCs, so questionable material, and unquestionably vulgar language, so, if that isn't cool with you (or god forbid, your parents disapprove) then you may as well press the "back" button, or whatever you have on your viewing system, and get out. Now. And if this is cool with you then…cool~ =3

Now, enjoy this, I fixed it up some, but it still makes me cringe some, so bare with me, Kk?

"Within Temptation: A Fullmetal Alchemist Story"

by DarkLozFanUberest

Chapter One: Bad Dream

"You have a choice…" the dark cloaked figure drawled to the young silver haired girl, who sat holding herself at his feet, her body shaking with silent sobs.

The girl looked up, tears of pain and fear coursing down from her beautiful golden eyes in bountiful quantities.

"A-a ch-choice?" the girl whimpered, staring up at the figure in childish curiosity.

"Yes." the figure said nodding slightly.

"Leave this world and go to heaven, or return to the world of the mortals."

The girl sniffed and rubbed a few tears from her face, "I can choose?" she asked sounding a little surprised.

The figure knelt down so that he was nearly eye-level with the girl, "You're a very special girl Eva; you will always have a choice."

The voice was obviously male, Eva shuddered, she didn't like men; they were hurtful creatures and took enjoyment at the pain and expense of others.

The man lowered his hood to stare at Eva with a unusually comforting gaze, everything around her seemed blurry and distorted but not his face; Eva could see his face clearly, he had kind, nearly sapphire eyes that shone with endless depths of kindness, he had a light complexion, and long straight lavender hair.

He gave a small smile and held out a hand to her, Eva was about to take his hand when he suddenly looked behind and his eyes hardened to a steely blue. "Eva get behind me," he whispered to the girl who didn't hesitate before hurriedly obeying; Once behind him she clung to his black cloak.

"What do want, Lilith?" the man demanded, and the girl peeked her head out to see a woman with golden eyes and long, slightly curly auburn hair.

She looked vaguely familiar, Eva gasped realizing who the woman was, "Mommy!" she exclaimed, excitedly, and made to run to the woman who crouched down and held her arms out as if to hug the young girl, but the man grasped her arm.

"No Eva," he said calmly glaring at the woman who only smiled not even looking at him, her arms still outstretched and welcoming to Eva, "that is not your mother…" he continued now looking down at Eva who was pulling at his hand in an attempt to free herself from him, she made small noises of protest.

"Please let me go!" she cried out in her young, but strong five year old voice, "I want to go to mommy!" she began to cry when she couldn't get his arm off, "Please, please let me go!"

The man crouched and grabbed her by her shoulders, "Listen to me Eva," he commanded, but his voice was still calm and kind, "You must not go with her, she is not your mother, she is here to hurt you." He said firmly, "She has hurt many children, Eva. Any and all that have gone with her Eva, children just like you. Do you understand Eva? You must not listen to her." He explained to her in the simplest manner he could, she was in fact only five years old.

Eva noticed the woman stand up, and was momentarily distracted and confused. The woman's face had lost any familiar warmth it had once held; her lips were in a straight, taut line as she glared at the man with an emotion Eva didn't like having aimed in her direction at all.

"Unhand my child Temeluch, you filthy bastard!" she screamed. Eva shrunk back in fear, her mother had never screamed like that; in fact her mother had never raised her voice as far as Eva knew, therefore, Eva concluded, this woman could not be her mother.

Eva's small hands grabbed onto the fabric of Temeluch's cloak and she hid her face in his chest, shaking in fear. Temeluch placed a hand on the back of Eva's head and pulled her closer to him so that he could lift her up as carefully and gently into his arms as he could.

The woman's voice changed. "Eva dear, come to mommy, she'll keep you safe and warm. You must not listen to Temeluch, he can't be trusted, no man can be trusted Eva. You know that, only I can be trusted, only your mother, only me." A honey-filled voice called out to Eva, "You remember what those evil men did to us Eva, they killed us, they killed you, they killed mommy, they even killed Aunty and none of us had done anything to them. Do not trust Temeluch Eva, he will only hurt you just like those men did." Eva shuddered slightly at the thought as she began to remember what had happened right before she had herself in this dark place.

~ Eva and her mother had lived alone; her father had left soon after Eva had been born. He had not wanted a child, and was ashamed of himself for allowing it to happen. He had already had a son, from a previous partner, who had died of a disease that Eva could not remember the name of, and so, fearing that he would bring bad luck to Eva or her mother, he left. Even though his intentions had been good in some ways, life had been hard for Eva and her mother after her father had left.

Eva's mother hadn't had the strength or money to support herself, let alone a child and she had feared that they would both soon die. So, in the hopes of salvation, she had gone to the head of their small village, and begged for food, and shelter, and protection for her and her child at least until she could find a way to support herself, but the head turned her down, saying her mother was a filthy wench, and lower than dirt. That no one wanted a woman who had been abandoned by her own husband. Eva was not even a yearling yet and she already had a negative connotation towards men from that point on.

However, Eva's mother's luck changed and she managed to find solace in the form of a young widow of a passed farmer. The woman gave her and Eva food, and shelter, a home. They had lived together happily until one rainy night nearly four and a half years later.

Five men had broken into the house in the dead of night, and attacked her mother first. The other woman, whose name was Annabelle (though Eva just called her affectionately 'Anni' or 'Aunty'), had taken Eva and hid her in the back of their cupboard telling her not to come out no matter what.

Annabelle had then been yanked away almost immediately after she had hid Eva and Eva had had to watch as the men did unspeakable things to Annabelle and her mother as they screamed and pleaded for their lives, all in vain.

A tall man, the leader, had then taken a long knife, one that had been hanging above the fireplace for years, and stabbed Annabelle in the stomach with it, he then slit her throat, laughing with the other men slightly as Annabelle chocked on her own blood and as her mother screamed for her only friend.

The man had then turned to Eva's mother and lifted the blade high above her head. Eva had screamed and ran out trying to push the man away from her mother, in such a selfless act that only a child could commit.

The man had nearly roared in surprise and rage at being attacked, and had thrown Eva off of his leg, for that was all she could get a hold off, and caused Eva to slam into a wall, right next to Annabelle who had already passed. Eva saw black spots appear in her line of vision, but they were quickly cleared away as her eyes widened at the sight of the man swing down his knife at her mother, who was trying to get to Eva, and cut off her mother's head.

He had then turned to look at Eva, his eyes wild with an emotion Eva had never seen before, but would never forget. Pure insanity.

He approached Eva and lifted the blade over her, a drop of blood, that must have been a mixture of her mother's and Annabelle's own blood, fell and landed above the center of Eva's collar bone. Eva's vision darkened to pitch black, and she was gone before the man's blade had even reached her body. ~

Eva was shaking as the memory returned to her, she didn't know how to handle it and so she clung closer to Temeluch, even though he was a man, he reminded her so much of the foggy memories she retained of when she had imagined having an older sibling, one she wished she had had. Eva couldn't bring herself to hate Temeluch like this woman wanted her to, she couldn't not trust him, he was too kind. And this woman; she couldn't be her mother, her eyes were alight with the same emotion as the man that had killed them eye's had held. That same bloodthirsty and violent emotion that haunted Eva even in death.

Temeluch's eye's only held kindness for her, and his arms around her small form made her feel safe and calm.

The woman, Lilith, could sense Eva's refusal and let out an inhumane screech of rage, "RETURN TO ME EVA! COME HERE NOW!"

But Eva just buried her head deeper into the folds of Temeluch's cloak and covered her ears, trying to block the horrible screaming out.

From Temeluch's back burst six pair of white wings, they shone with such a light, that it made the dark void that Eva had first appeared in immediately shine in whiteness. Lilith screamed and began to shrivel and fade, but she wouldn't give up her query so easily.

From her own back, a large pair of black, rotting demonic wings appeared from her back and black horns burst from her skull, and she lunged forward, surprising Temeluch momentarily with her boldness to the point where she managed to wrench Eva from Temeluch's arms.

With a triumphant expression she then shrank down into a black hole, taking a screaming Eva with her. "EVA!" Temeluch yelled trying to grab at the fallen angel's wings, but missing mere millimeters from his target as she disappeared from sight completely.

Lilith and Eva reappeared in another, darker void and Eva was once again sobbing, "Shh…Eva, I will not harm you," Lilith murmured to the five year old, running a hand through the girl's unnatural silver hair, a final reminder of the fear she had felt right before her passing.

Eva shivered as the woman's hand ghosted through her hair, and began to struggled in the woman's grasp, "Let me go!" she whimpered pressing her hands against the woman's chest, "I don't want to go with you!" Lilith's eyes darkened, and she lifted her hand from Eva's hair, her nails elongated to a near impossible length and she flicked her hand across Eva's cheek. After a stunned moment, Eva felt the pain and cried out in agony, grabbing at her face in a vain attempt to make it stop.

The woman then took her index finger and began to trace a deep line into the skin above Eva's collar bone. It was a hobby of hers, to mark her victims in such a way before she killed them; Eva screamed and bled and her deep red blood traveled along the cuts until a serpentine dragon (one attempting to devour its own tail with a small set of wings, and six spikes around and on its body) appeared in the color of her blood. In the center of the ring, made by its body, was a small, six-pointed star.

Lilith laughed as Eva continued to scream in pain, too busy thrashing about weakly to do anything to stop Lilith's further assault. Lilith was then knocked into by something and Eva went flying out of her grasp. Eva screamed in pain and fear, but was caught by…Temeluch!

Eva almost began to sob in relief as well as pain and grabbed onto the front of his cloak, unintentionally smearing her own blood on the dark fabric.

Lilith snarled and bared a pair of fangs at them, Temeluch raised a sword that shined with a holy light and waved it in front of himself and Eva, sending a burst of light in Lilith's direction.

Lilith tried to dodge the light but it caught her on the tip of her left rotting wing, she screamed in pain, so loudly that Eva began to become dizzy, and clenched her eyes closed to try and make the pain go away. She didn't look as Lilith's left wing disintegrated into black dust.

Lilith let out another inhuman screech and gritted her teeth, but smirked smugly through it, "THE DAMAGE IS DONE TEMELUCH! I WOULD HAVE JUST DESTROYED, BUT NOW SHE'S DOOMED TO BE A SERVANT OF SATAN!" Lilith screamed, before laughing maniacally.

Temeluch silenced her laughter by sending a more powerful burst of light in her direction, Lilith cried out as her whole body disintegrated, "YOU CANNOT PROTECT HER TEMELUCH!" she screeched before completely disappearing.

Temeluch paused cautiously before setting Eva down on a solid ground, but did not release her from her grasp; he sheathed his sword and crouched down in front of Eva. He inspected Eva's injuries and placed a hand on her cheek, the pain there diminished until her cheek no longer hurt, but he frowned at the cut on her neck, he could heal the wound, but this was a symbol that he didn't have the power to remove.

Eva sniffed and rubbed her eyes of tears with the back of her hand, her nose was dripping just as much, but she didn't really care at that point. Temeluch sighed and stood up, Eva looked up at him with wide eyes, red from crying so much.

"Eva," he said softly, "you must make your choice now. Unfortunately, Lilith was right," Eva winced at the name, "the damage has been dealt, you can no longer go to heaven, you would most likely be cast down and sent to Hell due to the mark you now bear." Eva's eye widened, "W-what? B-but w-what about mommy, mommy went to heaven didn't she?" Eva asked beginning to cry even more.

Temeluch didn't answer that question, she wouldn't like the answer. He just placed a hand on her once bleeding cheek, "It is not impossible that you could be accepted into heaven Eva, but it is highly unlikely. But you'll have a better chance of getting there if you do as I suggest."

"Wh-what?" Eva asked, innocent as any other child, despite all she had gone through; it really wasn't fair, no child should have to have gone through what she had, but Temeluch knew of so many that did and would in the future despite his or anyone else's best efforts.

"You would return back to the world of living, though you can never be a human again by yourself, but if you can somehow find a way to become a human there, and stay pure in your intentions, you will have proved yourself worthy to be in heaven."

Eva blinked up him with sad eyes, and he continued, "However, that mark you bear will also bar your way from completing that task easily, I can try to help but only if you are willing to wait to go to heaven, and it will take a very…long time."

Eva paused, trying to see the consequences of each situation, but her five year old mind could barely comprehend any of this, and she was so tired, so she stared up into Temeluch's eyes. They held promises, promises that she wished she believed he could keep, but she wasn't so sure. She finally made up her mind and nodded, letting her head drop, obviously exhausted from crying so much.

Temeluch smiled sadly and raised his hand over Eva's neck, he grimaced visibly as a pair of his wings shrank into a tiny ball of light and traveled down his arm to his hand, and from his hand to Eva's neck where her mark was.

Eva glowed white for a second and Temeluch winced in slight pain of losing a set of his own wings.

When he removed his hand, Eva stopped glowing and the mark turned white, contrasting against Eva's slightly tanned skin (tanned from hours of playing outside and trying to help her mother in garden).

Temeluch then stood and smiled down at Eva who sat down on the ground becoming very tired, "Now you must sleep Eva." Temeluch said, his voice fading slightly, the last thing Eva remembered was seeing Temeluch place a winged necklace with a beautiful red stone around her neck. Then Eva was surrounded by darkness again, but not the same darkness as the previous voids, but a calm, black void that felt warm and safe to the young five year old girl. Suddenly a loud noise startled her and she fell down, down, down until…

Eva burst upright in her bed, gasping for breath, she looked down at her digital alarm clock; it read 1:01 am. Eva groaned and fell back onto her warm white pillows and blankets, what the hell had woken her? Another smacking noise could be heard and she jolted a little, and turned to glance at her window. She nearly fell out of her bed. It was a…bat…wth?

Eva sighed, exasperated and rolled over to stare at the wall behind her, she had been having that same dream for the past week, she could never figure out why she was having these dreams, were they perhaps something her mind had made up when she was young, so that she could understand why she was an orphan?

In truth, Eva had had parents, she knew she had, they had been there as long as she could remember. They had been kind and loving ones at that, and she had had a brother if she remembered correctly, but they had all died in a car crash that only Eva had survived from when Eva was just a baby, Eva had been taken to the hospital, and then dropped off at an orphanage, because she had had no other living relatives.

Nearly all of the children that had been there when she had first come had been adopted, all except for her and a boy named Bane, Bane Bell, he was her very best friend, and she affectionately called him 'BB,' which he didn't like much.

Bane had short silvery blonde hair not unlike Eva's own, but his eyes were a different shade of gold, more of a jade gold than anything else, something that made him popular whenever they had girls there age in the orphanage (they never stayed long though) and he had dark rings around his eyes for he never slept, ever, insomnia will do that to you; And he was way too serious sometimes, but nice enough, at least to Eva, but sometimes he got on her nerves. And he'd always act like an older, over-protective brother, even though they were practically the same age, but as they grew older, in a span of twelve years, he began to act more affectionate and protective of her, and sometimes came too far into her comfort zone. But that didn't matter to Eva, she loved him regardless and would often tease him about it, irritating him greatly, and they continued to be the best of friends even at the age of seventeen.

Eva sighed and subconsciously fingered the necklace that graced her neck with its ruby red stone, and then traced her white tattoo-like scar, it was a dragon trying to eat it's own tail, it had surprised the nurses and doctors when they had seen it, but it was old, and they just summed it up to bad-parenting (which Eva didn't know, and would have pissed her off if she had known).

Bane had one as well, only his was located on the back of his left hand. He wore red gloves, and a matching red outfit (yeah, "the perfect outfit to match my gloves" he always said, causing Eva to roll her eyes), to hide the scar, while Eva wore a thick black chocker with a thick circle of chain attached to it.

It was this chocker, that she had found sneaking out with Bane one time (they thought it had once belonged to a dog or something, because of the chain-link, but Eva still wore it), that not only hid her scar but also kept her most precious, and prized possession, her necklace, from view (jewelry, at least nice jewelry, wasn't allowed to the orphans, as any and all things of worth were usually confiscated to pay for "food").

Eva rolled over and tried to go back to sleep; Emphasis on the word tried, in a matter of minutes she gave up, being the slightly impatient person she was, and made her way out of room, grabbing her chocker and putting it on, on her way out and into the "recreational" part of the orphanage where she practiced her fighting stances and weapon mastery, she wasn't sure if was any good, the weapons she had in here were cheap and hand-made, and she had never been formerly trained, but she could kick anyone's butts she wanted (aside from the adults, whom she really wanted to beat up) and that was good enough for her, really, when would she ever need to fight someone in real life? She'd probably be stuck at this orphanage for, like, ever. Eva continued training, fighting imaginary opponents, and winning every time, until she finally tired herself out and fell asleep on the top of the high bar (for gymnastics), nearly four hours later.

((A/N: Well, that's it for now... I got kinda bored with my Disney story and decided to try this type of story for the heck of it... I gotta admit though this is waaaay darker than how I would usually write but some people seem to like it... I might post more of it but only if anyone would want me to. No need to rate, I probably wouldn't have time to brag about it anyways, even if it was a bad rating I would brag XDD. But if anyone has any comments on this feel free to say so, and flamers are welcome, just don't be surprised if I send it back with Just Critism. Okay cross that, PROFFESIONAL flamers are welcome, if it won't help me don't send it! It's irritating enough having to deal with flamers I know, I don't need to deal with some weirdo flaming me! Any flames that I find impertinent will first, be reported, then collected and used to make a giant bonfire that I will gleefully dance around and roast marshmellows over to make wonderous smores! (Yes I know I'm insane, but it keeps me from going crazy) Thanks for your time!

Oh and the Rating may Change!))

((Posted: 3/6/09; Edited: 4/23/11 if you haven't noticed~))