~!?WainGuy?!~ here with a new story!!! This is a RizaxEd fic and it has to do with the supernatural. I was suppose to do a prologue but I got lazy... So I'll do that later... This is completely my idea and there are no humans in my story. Only demons, fairies (human-size ones and small ones too), wizards, witches, werewolves and every other magical creature there are there. Angels are the rarest and Demons and half-demons are the most common! Leave a comment please~!

Let the wolves howl and there you will hear their beloved song as they chorus in the mountains for the beautiful moon that watches over their kind.

Chapter 1: Dating on July 7, 1922

7th July 1922, 12:05pm.

Riza looked around the snow covered town square and sighed. No Edward in sight. He was running late again, but she could wait. He was her beloved person, the person she was currently dating and her faithful boyfriend. He wasn't a morning person so that could be the reason why he's running late. Or he could be sending his sister to her friend's place.

Riza shifted slightly on the wooden bench as she waited. She pulled her tan colored coat closer around her body. It was mostly cold in the town they lived in. Floe was its name, meaning 'sheets or ice' and it kind of suited the town since winter was the dominant season.

Riza stared into the clear, afternoon sky. She remembered how she met him. She wouldn't forget it because he had met her at the worst possible time; her and her brother's mother's funeral.

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12th February 1920, 5:46pm.

It was the day of the funeral, but it wasn't just anybody's funeral; it was her beloved mother's. Her beloved mother that smelt of roses and lilies, her beloved mother that was always there to comfort her brother and her was gone and she was never coming back.

Her mother, Elizabeth Hawkeye, aged forty-four died of an illness that had no known cure at the time. She had been carrying the disease for some time, probably years from what the doctor said, and it had robbed her life. She had slipped away from the land of the living during the cold night, right beside the man that she loved the most.

She left behind a husband, a son that wasn't her own flesh and blood and her daughter. She had slipped away from them and she hadn't even said goodbye. She just... left.

Her father mourned silently, sorrow and grief coming off him in waves of distress. Everyone that came to the funeral remember the wonderful woman who had lived a life worth living, they remembered a woman who cared and they all said that she had been too young to die, she had such a path in front of her but she could not walk it for she had passed away.

She was going to miss her mother; her smiles, her laugh, her beautiful copper-bronze eyes, her gentle and steady hand, her lullabies, her scent... Oh God! She was going to miss her so much! She was full of grief, sorrow, disbelief and so many more emotions. But at least she had shown it, unlike her brother.

Her brother, Jean Havoc, he looked so lost. He was so shocked by the news that she had died. He kept looking at the covered body with disbelief and then nothing. His face – which was always so filled with emotion – became blank, as did his eyes and stare.

It seemed like he didn't feel anything but how can that be? He loved her as much as Riza did so why didn't he show how sad he was? Didn't he grieve for the woman that had raised him up? Or was it nothing? Did it mean nothing to him that she had gone and she was never ever coming back?

Jean stared blankly at the coffin as they read their prayers. Riza had tears over flowing her ruby eyes, her father in a similar state except for fewer tears. And as the coffin was lowered and buried, the other people that came cried and sniffed and others whispered their condolence and some left.

The family of Elizabeth Hawkeye stayed as the other people who attended the funeral left, one by one. Soon they were nearly the only ones there; except a young man that stayed behind. He stayed back a bit, to give some space to the grieving family, before the young man stepped forward.

The young man was dressed in funeral clothes, white shirt, black pants and a black coat to match. He had amber eyes, short golden blonde hair and he was slightly tanned; he was also nearly as tall as Jean,

"Havoc."

Jean blinked and turned around, even their father turned to see this young man that had yet to be named. Jean stared at the man for a moment before he blinked again.

"Ed?" he rasped.

The young man – now named Ed – nodded, his amber eyes filled with empathy and sympathy. Ed looked at Riza and her father before giving a small bow to them.

"I am sorry for your loss, my sister and I send our condolences," he spoke quietly before straightening up and looked at Jean, who was staring blankly at him.

"Ed..."

Ed walked beside Havoc and pulled his arm, guiding him a bit away from the other two. Jean stumbled slightly after him, before they came to a stop, a short distance away.

They were a bit away and Riza had to strain to hear what they were saying. Ed spoke lightly, softly and his words had a truth that seemed that what he said was no lie, and it was only the truth. Jean spoke just as softly but slightly blank and emotionally detached.

"Havoc, I know that losing someone important is devastating but you have to move on. Your mother would want you to move on..."

"How do you know that? Tell me Ed, how would you know that?"

"I know that she didn't want to leave. She wouldn't want to leave you behind; she wouldn't have left you and your family if she had a choice... Sometimes people just don't wake up anymore... They close their eyes and they never open them again..."

"It hurts, Ed... I don't know what to do anymore... She was always there for me and now I don't have anyone to turn to... I feel so lost Edward..."

"I'm here for you; my sister is here for you as well. I'm sure your father and sister will be there for you Jean. Remember, you are not alone Jean. I'll be here for you, I'll listen to what you have to say, I'll always be there for you; I've got your back... I won't leave you to lose yourself, I'll be there for you whenever you need me, and I'll be there..."

"And if you can't?"

"I don't make promises I can't keep. And I will always be there for you, Jean."

Suddenly, Jean's blank face broke into a mask of complete heartbreak and pure angst and his shoulders shook with sobs as tears ran down his face, as gasps and teary sobs came from his mouth, as he crumbled his blank façade broke away to reveal a very broken young man who had lost a treasured one.

Edward held her brother as he cried and sobbed, as he grieved for the mother they shared, as he hiccupped and his mouth opened to say words but they were choked away by sobs and tears and grief.

All the while, as Jean cried, sobbed and grieved, Edward kept his hold on him, not caring that his black coat was getting soaked with salty tears, softly murmuring words of comfort, words of understanding, and words of grief.

Riza found herself tearing up again as she watched her older brother breakdown and succumb to his grief; as he cried and sobbed, as he grieved.

"D-don't l-leave me alone E-Ed! D-don't l-l-leave m-me please... D-don't g-go... D-don't leave me behind!" Jean choked out as he sobbed and clung onto the young man like a life line.

"I won't leave you Jean. I'll only leave if you ask me to but other than that I won't leave you alone... I promise that to you Jean," Ed soothed as he rubbed Jean's back as a gesture of comfort.

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7th July 1922, 12:09pm.

Riza blinked at the baby blue sky. She remembered that day very clearly, it was such an emotional day for everyone. And after that, Ed came over to her place ever day to make sure Jean was alright. He was there to support, he was there to sooth and he was there to heal. He did all those things for Jean and he did it for her as well. He helped all of them recover over their tragic loss.

Suddenly arms wrapped around her scarf covered neck and warm breath cascaded against her ear. She smiled. He finally arrived.

"Well, hello Edward," Riza greeted lightly, not turning around to see her boyfriend. He laughed and pressed a small kiss on her ear.

"I told ya to call me Ed, Riz. Have you been waiting long, love?"

Riza looked at the clock and it read; 12:10pm. "I've been waiting for 10 minutes."

"Well that wasn't so long," the arms moved away, leaving her to feel slightly cold due to the loss of the solid warmth, and he walked in front of her and smiled, "Shall we go to Coffee Cabin and extra, dear?"

Riza smiled lightly and stood up. "Of course, that's where we agreed to go, right?"

Ed smiled sheepishly and nodded. He took her hand into his left and they walked through the snow covered side-walks, towards the small café that was tucked in a small corner near a library named 'Snowy Dayz Library' which was old but still in good condition.

Coffee cabin and extra. The place where she and Ed had first gone to when they had just started dating, on 23rd October 1920.

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23rd October 1920, 2:04pm.

The café was themed red and white. The chairs and tables were white, the walls and floors were a mixtures of red and white while the table cloth and curtains were red. It was cozy, well, somewhat cozy.

They were shown to a table near the window where the waiter gave them each a menu and told them to call when they were ready to order. They both looked through and had decided before they called the waiter over.

"What will you be having madam?"

"I'll have latte and butter cake. Edward?"

Ed looked at her before looking at the waiter and ordered a coffee, black, and vanilla cake. The waiter took the menus and left with their order.

"So, Edward, have you been to this place before?" Riza asked as she looked around the café.

Edward shook his head, a small gentle smile on his face. "Nope, I wanted to try it out for a bit but thought I'd try it out with you. Al said it was alright though the service needs more smile in it..."

Riza blinked. "I guess they do. This place looks cheerful and yet the waiters aren't smiling at all..."

"Maybe they just need a few waitress' and they'll be happy~!"

After that they talked a bit and drank their coffee and ate their cake, trying each others' and talked a bit some more before they left and split the bill. It was a nice day but it could have been happier when the waiters smiled a bit more. Other than that it was a nice day.

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7th July 1922, 12:13pm.

"What are you smiling about, Riz?"

Riza shook her head, snapping out of her happy memory and looked at Ed who was looking at her with a thoughtful expression.

"Oh nothing really. I was just remembering the first time we went to the café, that's all," she stated flatly.

He blinked before he smiled and pulled her into a hug. She yelped as she twirled into his arms and he hugged her, his arms around her waist, his head in the crook of her neck. He planted a warm kiss on her neck and she felt him smiled against her skin.

"Well, that would have been an almost perfect day if the waiters smiled at least. Well, now we're kindda lucky that the owner hired some waitress' and now the waiters are smiling. Told ya that the waiters needed some ladies around and then they'd smile."

She laughed softly and wrapped her arms around him, her fingers playing with his black coat. She smiled at whispered, "What if I worked there?"

She felt him tense and fought the urge to laugh. Ed was very protective of her and his family (also people he considered family like Jean, her father and many others).

"Well, those waiters better not touch you or they're dead," Ed muttered heatedly.

"But then you'll be banned from the café," Riza queered.

He breathed a soft sigh that brushed her ear.

"I wouldn't mind, as long as your safe, then it doesn't matter."

Riza smiled and muzzled her forehead against his shoulder and he gave a small squeeze before he pulled his arms from around her and he placed a small kiss on her cheek.

"As long as you're safe and happy, all the trouble after that will be worth it."

Riza blushed lightly at that. Ed was always so protective that he would do anything to protect the people dear to him, even people that were dear to her. He was truly something.

"Shall we go into the warm café? Or should we remain out here and freeze our ears off?"

"I think going inside where it's warm is better than freezing out here."

"Alright, love. Let's get going then, its right round the corner."

They linked hands and walked towards the warm café where the place was warm and they could order cakes and warm coffee.

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7th July 1922, 9:37pm.

They had walked through the woods and then they walked back to the Hawkeye residence where Riza lived with her father and brother. They were standing outside of the door, in the cold evening air with snow covering the ground.

"So I'll be seeing you soon?"

"Of course you will! I'll be there for you, all you have to do is call and I'll come over," Ed said, smiling lightly.

Riza smiled back and pulled him into a hug. He hugged back and placed a soft goodbye kiss on her forehead.

"See you soon, Ed," Riza murmured quietly.

"See ya later, love," Ed replied, just as soft.

They pulled apart and Riza walked up her steps and opened the door. She looked back at him and he smiled as he waved at her, still where he stood earlier. She smiled and waved back. "Good night Ed, sleep well."

"Right back at you, love."

Then she closed the door and leaned against the door. She was tired but content. Today had been a great day, just talking casually, having coffee and cake, taking a walk in the snow covered woods and have Ed drop her off at her door. He was so sweet... Or just nice and protective.

She was happy that she loved him. She had brought happiness into her life when it was crumbling. He was her light and she loved every bit of that light that continued to guide and support her.

Now, time to prepare for bed and then tomorrow she was going to have to wake up early for practice at the shooting range.

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7th July 1922, 9:57pm.

Ed walked back to his place through the darkening evening, not that it was light to begin with. He walked past the park, past the bakery and took a left, then a right and another left. Moore Street was the street where he lived. It was a place full of terrace houses and he owned the one at the end, number 7511; it was one of the terrace houses with a big back yard and he liked the extra space.

He took his keys out of his pocket and unlocked the door. He slammed it behind him and locked it again He took off his black coat and he was just about to place the keys on the table when his back, four places on his back, suddenly erupted in pain. His amber eyes widened.

No. No. No. No, not now! Anything but now!

The pain didn't subside; instead it grew more and more. Ed hugged his sides, trying to force back a painful scream. He didn't know when he fell onto the floor onto his knees but he did. Sweat poured down his face, his neck and it wasn't hot. He felt burning hot! He felt like he would suddenly burst into flames but he didn't.

Twinges of more pain, his back twitched under his grey sweater before something pushed out from under his skin. He felt them move, as they yearned to rip out of his back so that they could finally stretch after being trapped under his skin for two months.

They shifted and he felt them slowly and painfully rip out of his back. He gasped out a painful breath. They pulled at the sweater as they grew bigger and demanded more space. He heard the fabric tear and they burst into view. Four white wings, coated in crimson blood, were attached to his bloodied and burning back.

Blood crept down his back and pooled around him on the tiled floor.

Lights flickered on and he heard a gasp. Through the haze of pain he lifted his head and saw his younger sister, Allynn Elric.

"Brother!"

Then everything went black.

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~!?WainGuy?!~ here~! How was that? Sorry about any mistakes and I know that Ed is OOC but he's got a different life and different life means slightly different personality... Please leave a review if you like this story... Some animals here can talk too... They have jobs like normal humans do too... Laters, gonna go and eat now then sleep!
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