When I woke up, I was still laying on a muddy dirt road while it poured buckets, but something didn't feel right. I lifted up my head and scanned the area. It looked the same, yet it was different. I was lying on my stomach, so I propped myself up on my elbows to get a better view. I found myself looking at a distant hill. On top of the hill, it looked like there might've been a house, but all that was left was a burnt tree…
I turned my head to see what seemed like endless dirt roads. In the distance it looked like there was a yellow house. Why didn't I notice these before? I thought to myself. Uncle Mark must be worried, I should head home… I wiped the mud off of my face and felt a sting of pain on my cheek. I touched it, and when my hand came away from my face, there was smeared blood on it. I gulped and tried to stand up without getting dizzy. It was muted by the heavy rain, but I could've sworn that I heard someone yell, "Hey, are you alright?" I wasn't sure if that's what was actually said, so I didn't reply. What if I was hallucinating? Hallucinating? What am I high on, rain? I mocked myself. Once I got back on my feet, I took a few steps and then, BAM! I fell flat on my face. I rolled over and groaned in pain.
Yeah, so that "voice" I heard earlier, actually was a voice, and it was a lot closer now, as it said, "Are you hurt?"
I was barely able to look at the source of the voice, the rain was spraying on my face and making my cut sting like hell, and all the mud on my body made my limbs feel as heavy as bricks. When I was actually able to look at the figure now standing in front of me, I could barely see her, due to the rain blurring my vision. She had long blonde hair that was tied into a ponytail, big blue eyes, and tan skin. Like I said, I could barely see, but I thought she looked worried. "Oh no, you're cut! Let me help you!" She looked maybe one or two years older than I was, but who was I to judge? One time, I wore this really nice dress to the courthouse, and the security guard asked me if I was married! I guess I looked mature for my age…
The girl lifted me up onto her back and started walking down the slick muddy road. I don't know how she did it, with how heavy I am, but she managed to do it without falling and hurting us both. My vision was finally clearing up, and I realized that she was carrying me towards the yellow house I had seen earlier. Did she live there?
She threw open the door and yelled, "GRANNY!" It was warm inside the house, and I got chills due to the sudden temperature change. A tiny old lady came from the corner, looking alarmed. "What is it, Winry!" I stared at the old woman, as thought swirled around in my head. Did she just say Winry? Thishad to be a coincidence. I'm so going to flip if the elderly woman's name was Pinako.
"I found this girl laying on the road out front! If you can't already tell, she has a cut on her face and it looks pretty deep!" cried Winry. My cut was deep? I was so dizzy, because of blood loss? The short woman disappeared into a different room and brought back a towel. They wrapped it around me and made me sit down at a dining room table. I used the towel they gave me to wipe my dirty face, trying to ignore all the blood that came off of it.
"How much does it hurt?" Winry asked me. " N-not as much as it did earlier…" I stuttered, flinching, as she cleaned my cheek. "Thanks…" She looked at me with confusion. "Why are you thanking me?" " You found me on the streets and you took me in and helped me. I didn't even ask you to…" I sighed in relief and weakly smiled, my cheek didn't hurt anymore. "What are you talking about! Why wouldn't I help someone that looked as helpless as you did? It's not like I'd leave you to get run over by a truck!" She said laughing, and I began to laugh too.
I had a bandage on my cheek now, and I had also taken a shower. Since my clothes were soaked in mud, Winry let me borrow some of hers. I was sitting on the couch, when Winry skipped over to me and said, "You will be spending the night here, right?" That caught me off guard. "Uh I guess so..!" I said without hesitation. I'd have to call Uncle Mark to ask for permission though. Then Winry yelled, "Granny! She's spending the night, okay?" Her grandmother came into the room and looked like she was disappointed at Winry. "You two don't even know each other's names, and you're already forcing her to spend the night?" She sighed, "I'm Pinako Rockbell, and this is my granddaughter, Winry Rockbell." Rockbell! Then does that mean I'm… I thought to myself. "I'm Emily Nelson." I said, and for some reason my own name sounded funny to me. "Emily… That's a pretty name!" Winry smiled. "Thanks! Um, I'm sorry, but could you tell me where I am? I… err… forgot." I lied. I just needed to confirm my location, maybe then I'd stop getting so surprised… "Sure, You're in Resembool, Amestris!" I looked at her, trying to make it look like I had actually forgotten. I nodded, letting it all sink in. As of now, I had no home, because I was no longer in Roatan, Hondurous… I was in Amestris, the world that Fullmetal Alchemist takes place in.
Winry and I chatted for an hour or two, the usual "girl talk" you know? Then Granny Pinako came in and informed Winry that she had a telephone call. Winry nodded and said to me, "Be right back!" and left. Since I was alone now, I started to think about how I got here. Somehow, when I was unconscious, I passed through the gate. I know I'm not dreaming, because the cut on my cheek hurt a lot worse than being stabbed in that dream last night. I just-
Suddenly my train of thought was shattered. I winced as I heard Winry yell into the phone, "WHAT!" I know eavesdropping is wrong but it's not like I could help it. I mean, she was yelling… "What do you mean, you broke your automail!...Seriously?...Do you know how long I slaved over that thing?...Whatever. You better get here before noon tomorrow, or else!" I heard the phone click, and she came back into the room.
I felt bad for her, now that I was actually here, instead of reading it from a manga. "Is everything okay, Winry?" I asked, wanting to make her feel better. She sighed, "Yeah, I just feel like that idiot never learns. He always gets into these dumb fights, then he runs to me when his automail breaks. Luckily, all it did this time was fall off, so all I have to do is reattach it." I laughed and acted like I understood how she felt, "Well, boys will boys, am I right?" She looked up at me and laughed. "Yeah, I guess you are right, Emily!" We both just sat there, laughing. Then we fell asleep.
When I woke up, I was expecting to be laying on a bed with Uncle Mark hovering anxiously over me. When I opened my eyes, my hopes were crumbled instantly. I was in a room, all by myself, wearing someone else's clothes, meaning I was still in Amestris.
I leaned over to look at the time, and nearly fell over. I must've really slept in, it was 1:30 pm! I attempted to make the bed and left the room. I walked into the living room and stopped immediately, startled.
Sitting on the couch, was a boy with golden eyes and blonde hair that was tied into a braid. He was wearing a black tank top and black leather pants. One of his arms were laying in his lap, not attached to anything. On the floor, sat a boy wearing a huge suit of armor. Edward and Alphonse.
I guess I made some kind of noise, because the two boys suddenly looked up at me. "Uh, Winry?" said Alphonse, who sounded confused. Winry was in the kitchen, she turned around and saw me. "Oh hey! You finally woke up!" She cheered, "I hope you don't mind eating lunch right now, I just didn't want to wake you up!" I groggily ran a hand through my hair and laughed, "It's alright, I don't mind!" I guess Edward and Alphonse were staring at me like I was a serial killer, because then she gasped, "Oh, my bad!" then she pushed me over to them. "Ed, Al, this is Emily Nelson." Then she turned to me, "Emily, this is Edward Elric and that's Alphonse Elric." Why am I so nervous? I asked myself. "Hi…" I managed to say. I swear, if I didn't stop being so shy, I was going to slap myself. "Hi Emily!" greeted Alphonse. That made me feel a bit better, so I was able to smile at him. "Hey," sighed Edward. I turned to look at him but he wasn't even looking at me. He might as well be saying hi to the wall. Since he wasn't looking at me, I gave him my poker face.
Winry called us over to the table, "Lunch is ready!" I sat next to Winry, Alphonse and Edward sat across from us. I'm glad that the one sitting directly across from me was Alphonse, because I don't think Edward likes me very much. I wonder why?
After an awkward silence, Winry started up a conversation. "So, Edward, how'd you break your automail this time?"