Soul Of Steel .:FullMetal Alchemist/Harry Potter Sequel:. Chapter One: Rise And Fall

The flutter of eyelashes caught the attention of a barn owl. The animal watched as a figure stirred, a figure who hadn't moved in quite a while. The young girl blinked slowly, a hand reached up slowly to touch her temple. The creature stared at her hand in utter amazement, as if this were the first moment, the first second of her life she realized she had hands. She flexed and bended her fingers slowly, only two words leaving her lips. "I'm alive," the girl rolled onto her stomach, pushing herself up onto her hands and knees. She had to grasp the limbs of a tree to stop her knees from shaking.

Lita took the time to look around, she had been all over the world, she remembered every square inch of land she had ever laid eyes on. This place was unfamiliar to her. Something tells me we are not in Amestris anymore," she had no idea how right she was. Her first few steps were shaky, like a newborn baby walking to her father for the first time. The forest was dense, pine needles scraped like sandpaper across her skin. Lita stopped suddenly, looking up at the sky, fear in her eyes. A raindrop hit her cheek, a fear like no other flooded through her body, she hated the rain. A cool sensation circled around her midriff, like a snake made of the coldest arctic ice. A metal tail, like one of a cat wrapped around her waist. "Even in the next life I can't escape this hell."


A long blond haired, glasses wearing man sat in front of four long tables filled with eating teenagers. A stern woman with a thin mouth looked over at the new Headmaster of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, Hohenheim Elric. Two new students, the sons of the headmaster, were enrolling into the prestigious school of Scotland. They had odd names, then again Hohenheim was hugely interested in the older scientific arts of Alchemy. Wrath and Envy Elric, brothers, yet she had never seen two more different individuals come from the same man. Envy was a crude mouthed seventh year, he had no respect for anyone, especially his father. Wrath on the other hand was a polite, quiet young fourth year who listened to every command his father told him.

Envy and Wrath had been sorted into one of the evilest houses in Hogwarts, Slytherin. Envy fit in perfectly with Draco Malfoy and his 'friends'. The two laughed loudly pointing over at the kids in red and gold. Wrath was sitting at the end of the table, pushing the food around his golden plate. Draco picked up a baby carrot and threw it, the vegetable hit Wrath's temple. The young man's eyes blazed angrily, he looked at his left arm then immediately, his head fell, his bangs falling into his eyes. A pair of green eyes looked on with a small spark of pity.

"Should we invite him over?" A red haired sixth year girl was obviously thinking the same thing the green eyes boy was.

"Why should we?" An older red haired boy snapped as he ripped the meat off a chicken bone.

"Because he looks upset and lonely..." she glared back at her brother as he huffed with an as if attitude. Green eyes returned to the young boy, who had now returned to pushing a small pile of mashed potatoes and peas around his plate. Hohenheim was also looking at the upset expression of his 'son'. The older man knew why the young boy cried, for he had done the same himself.


Lita stared in utter amazement at the large structure before her. A large, brightly lit castle stood over her, but she didn't get an ominous feeling from this building. In fact, a warm feeling washed through her, like a warm breeze along the ocean coastline. She could feel her body giving out on her, could feel her newly used muscles deteriorating right from under her. A walkway was paved neatly to the two large oak doors that lead to the castle's inside. Her arms burned as her biceps pushed themselves to open the door. There was a vast amount of space inside, the walls and floors were made of gray stone, four hourglasses with tony gems in the upper portion hung on the east wall. A cluster of voices met her ears, they were all coming from a pair of Golden Doors on the left side of the room. Her breathe was slow and heavy, she didn't know if she could make it to the doors. Her feet dragged across the floor, each step felt like an eternity. Instead of getting closer, the doors seemed to be getting farther away. In a last desperate attempt, she reached for the door, her bearings returning to her as her fingertips brushed against the cool metal surface of the door handles.

"I made it," with the last bit of energy she had, Lita pulled open the doors, what met her eyes was yet another sight she would never forget. Hundreds of eyes stared in her direction. Four tables, eight rows of black, all turned in a simultaneous wave.

"Mommy!" The voice was distorted, like she was being talked to, but the other person was at the end of a long tube. And then there was nothing, she didn't feel herself drop to the ground. She didn't see a young boy running towards her, catching her before she hit the ground. She didn't hear him yell her name, pleading with her to wake up. There was just nothing, nothing at all.


Everything seemed to be going in slow motion. The large golden doors opened with a large boom, Harry turned in time with everyone else. His green eyes grew large, a women, more beautiful then anyone he had ever seen, even Cho, staggered into the Great Hall. Her clothes were torn, caked with blood and dirt. She couldn't hide the pain she was experiencing, but somehow Harry felt as though she was going through much more, he knew she felt a pain so excruciating that no facial expression could depict it. She was exhausted, she didn't even have the energy to speak, her eyes grew glassy, her legs gave out on her. "Mommy!" Wrath jumped up, running to the girl, catching her just before she hit the ground. The young boy shook her, almost violently, attempting to wake her up. The next sequence of events happened so fast, that if you had blinked, you would have missed it. Both Envy and Hohenheim had jumped up. Hohenheim ran to the girl, picking her up bridal style and carried her out of the hall. Wrath and Envy followed their father out through the doors. Madame Pomfrey stood up as well and quickly ran out of the hall.

"Whoa," was all Ron could say.

"Could you be a bit more sensitive?" Hermione rolled her eyes as Ron merely shrugged.

"Did you see that girl? Weird chick..."

"Ron, she was hurt," one of the few times in his life, Harry was annoyed with his best friend.

"I wasn't talking about that. I mean, she had those metal ears on her head. Real freak show," Harry ducked under the table, now he needed to know more about this girl. "Where are you going?" Harry reached for his bag, pulling out a beautiful, silvery gray cloak.

"I need to know who she is," the green eyes boy draped the cloak over his head, and Ron could no longer see him, he had become invisible. Harry slipped out of the Great Hall, no one had noticed he was missing. It took four sets of stairs to reach the hospital wing, when he walked in Madame Pomfrey was leaning over the girl, who was still unconscious.

"She's going to be okay, Hohenheim," Professor Elric didn't seem to be concerned. "She just tired herself out. She must have walked a long distance to get here."

"I've never been away from home before. My daughter and I have never been apart this long. She more then likely walked all the way here just to be with me," so, she was his daughter, that did make since. "Can you excuse us?"

"Of course, I'll alert the rest of the staff," Harry dodged the magical nurse as she hurried out the door.

"Now she's your daughter!" Envy screamed at Hohenheim, his face red with anger.

"I had to tell them something, and I don't know the whole truth. But what I can guess, she came through the Gate."

"How the hell else could she have gotten here?" Hohenheim looked sternly at Envy, he had never expected this to happen, and for the first time in his life, he didn't know what to do.

"Why does she look so different" Hohenheim looked at her more closely. She was blonde now, those damn cat ears still attached to her skull. Hohenheim leaned over and pulled open one of her eyelids, her eyes were still a gorgeous silver color, but they were blank, nearly dead-like. Her skin was pale, as if blood hadn't met her cheeks in ages. Her muscle tone had depleted considerably, Hohenheim didn't even know if this was in fact her body.

"I don't know, Wrath. Many thing won't be answered until she wakes up," he stepped back. "There's nothing more we can do here," Envy stormed out angrily, Wrath turn around one last time before closing the door behind him. Harry had no idea what he had just seen. Different? The Gate? He had so many new questions. He walked closer to the bed, staring at the beautiful girl before him. He lowered the cloak a it, and he reached out, brushing her golden bangs out of her face. Her eyelids fluttered, gorgeous silver eyes stared up at him.


Lita looked up slowly, a beautiful boy, with neon green eyes stared back at her.

"Am I in heaven?" Her voice was low and hoarse, she truly believed she was in heaven, and a beautiful angel was staring back at her. The angel looked shocked, and suddenly, he was gone. Lita blinked and looked around, but the angel was nowhere to be seen. She rested her head against the soft pillow, dreaming of a green eyed angel, with a lightening bolt shaped scar on his forehead.