So here is my second chapter. Once again I don't own any of the Fullmetal Alchemist characters, themes, or events that take place during my story.

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On the train to East City…

Myra sat silently in the second to back car. She always chose the middle seats as to seem less suspicious. She had to be, considering she had to sneak on, and she had to somehow sneak Claude on. Luckily it was getting late, the last of the passengers all living in the towns just outside East City, which Claude said they should get off at.

Watching the sunset Myra smiled. She always enjoyed sunsets. Beautiful and silent.

"Oof." Claude grunted as the train shook a little. He was under the seat trying to stay still, but having a hard time with the train shaking so much. He hated going to the outer cities, the train rides were always so bumpy and lying scrunched up under the seats were never ideal. He couldn't wait to be human again.

"Are we almost there?" He grunted. Myra brought her ankle back kicking him in the side as she watched the couple ahead of her and across the aisle.

"Ouch! Watch it! Ouch!" Myra kicked him again as the couple glanced back at her. She smiled and coughed into her hand, trying to cover up Claude's grunting.

When they turned back around she sighed in relief and looked back towards them, and then bending down to look at Claude under the seat. She put her finger to her lip telling him to be quiet before sitting back up.

"Yeah, yeah." Claude whispered angrily. "You try being crammed under a seat for more than an hour." He laid his head onto the floor, grunting again when the train bumped.

Myra looked back towards the sun, now behind the hills and turning the land orange in its glow.

Liore had been another dead end. Claude found out that the conflict was between the people, and that the military was stepping in, of course only making things worse. 'If it remains that way, no good will come of it.' Myra thought of the man who gave her water. She hoped that things would work out there.

To make things worse, the stone that Cornello was using was a fake. A fake would never be able to help them. Not with what they needed…

The train came to a stop making Claude roll out from under the seat. Quickly he tried to shove himself under the seat so no one would see. Myra panicked and tried to act normal as her friends butt and tail sat by her feet.

Everyone on the train exited not noticing the duo. Another sigh of relief escaped Myra's mouth as she leant back against the seat. Claude, on the other hand, dug his paws into the floor trying to get unstuck.

Myra stood and looked around. Outside the train she could see the crowd get smaller and smaller, till there were only a few people left at the station. The train let out some steam before it shook and began to move again.

"Hey you!" An official called getting on the train. He bent over noticing Claude under the seat; he could've sworn the dog smiled guiltily at him. "No pets allowed on the train!" He began to make his way towards them. Looks like they were getting off early.

Quickly Myra ran to the back and jumped off. Turning back towards the train, she finally saw Claude jump off only a couple seconds after her. Luckily no officials were around to witness a dog jump off the train.

They watched it go as the man yelled at them from the window.

"Thanks for the help." He said sarcastically, turning towards Myra. Myra smiled and shrugged. "Let's get going." Claude said passing her and making his way toward the dirt road. "Besides this one, there's one more town until East City…"

It was very late by the time they saw the next town in the distance.

"Let's rest here, tomorrow we'll go into town, find some food, and then head towards East City." Claude said grumpily.

Myra smiled at him. He was always so cranky when he was tired. She yawned and realized she was more tired than she thought.

They found a tree in a nearby field and rested against it. Claude laid his head on Myra's lap while she stroked it and looked up towards the sky. Between the branches she saw the stars. In the distance she could hear the chirping of the crickets in the fields.

She smiled again. It was as peaceful as the night Claude had found her…

5 years earlier…

A little brown haired girl dug around in the trash. It was late and she was very hungry, even the leftovers from others dinners sounded very appealing to her.

She tried to reach to the bottom but she wasn't tall enough. Grabbing onto the edges she tried to pull herself up. The trash can fell because of the weight, making a loud crashing sound. The light from a neighboring house came on and the girl quickly ran into the woods again.

Walking in the dark was something she used to be afraid of, but after so many days, she was now used to it.

She walked through the forest listening to the crickets and looking up at the big moon. She smiled while looking at it. Like sunsets, the moon was silent.

Getting to where she called home for now, she sat against her tree and looked up at the stars. One day, she would figure out where she came from, or who she was even. She knew her name was Myra. It was the name that soldier uttered to her before he…

Myra shook her head. All those were her first memories, as if everything before that was erased from her mind.

Sighing she looked towards her feet, cold and dirty from the nights walk. Did she even have a family? Why can't she talk? Was it always like this? So many questions ran through her mind.

A snap from the bushes broke her thoughts and she looked up. Her heart started to beat fast, her eyes scanning the darkness, while her ears tried to pick up any sound. But all she could hear were crickets. It must've been her mind playing tricks on her.

Suddenly, a thing came running through the bushes ahead of her, and Myra screamed… well tried to scream. And ducked her head into her arms and knees.

She heard panting and then steps come towards her. Shaking, she pushed herself into the tree more, still too frightened to look up.

"I'm not going to hurt you."

Myra was surprised to hear a guy's voice. She could've sworn that she saw an animal run through the bushes.

"Don't be afraid." He spoke softly. This made Myra feel better; it's been a long time since someone has ever spoken directly towards her. Lifting her head up, Myra's heart stopped.

Sitting in front of her was a dog, and he looked like he was smiling…

Laughing slightly Myra looked down at Claude, who was now on his back with his tongue hanging out of his mouth.

She would never forget how he helped her. How he took care of her and taught her everything she knows today. She was convinced that he saved her, and he did, no matter how many times he said otherwise.

That's why finding the stone was so important. It was her that had to save him now. She was going to get his body back, it was her promise. She always kept her promises…

Closing her eyes, Myra felt a new sense of determination take over her. She would find this Fullmetal Alchemist and get him to tell her what he knew about Liore and the Philosopher's stone. No matter what.

Morning…

"Myra, wake up." She felt something push against her leg. "Myra." Another nudged to the leg.

Myra opened her eyes, greeting the sunlight with a yawn and stretch. She looked over at Claude who sat next to her looking at her.

"We should get going." He said stretching also and standing up on all fours. Myra nodded and stood with another yawn.

Dusting herself off she made her way towards the road smiling at the warmth the sun provided them. 'Another new day.' She thought happily…

Myra really enjoyed the town. It was small and very quaint. Everyone was friendly and kids ran around playing, filling the street with wonderful noise.

They found a nice grocery store, which Claude suggested getting food from, considering the old lady running it was practically blind. Myra agreed but fixed the broken stands out front and the freezer in the back, with her alchemy. 'Equivalent Exchange.' She thought as Claude came to the bench with some bread in his mouth. She always felt bad about stealing, but they had no money. That's why Myra always did what she could to make her taking the food equal.

After eating, the sky began to get cloudy. Myra looked up worried. She didn't want to have to walk to East City in the rain.

They made their way through town and it began to rain, that's when the people started to head for shelter.

A little girl ran by Myra laughing. Myra smiled and watched as she ran up to a door, which opened revealing a smiling woman. She scooped the wet little girl into her arms and shut the door.

Myra turned to see Claude up ahead of her, sniffing the ground and then looking up. Myra walked up next to him and looked at him confused.

She patted Claude's back and he looked up at her. "It's nothing." He said after a moment and then began to walk again.

Staring at him for a moment Myra shrugged it off and followed him to the edge of town. They began to make their way towards the road that lead to East City, but stopped when they heard a giant explosion.

Myra turned around and looked back towards the town, above they saw smoke and dust from a couple buildings away.

Then they heard trucks. Turning around they caught sight of the blue uniforms. It took only a second for Myra to grab Claude and use her alchemy to get them to the roof of a building.

Looking below, the trucks went by. They both sighed in relief.

"That was close." Claude spoke.

Myra nodded and then turned towards the center of town. She saw the dust a couple of roofs over. 'Maybe I should check it out.' She thought.

Claude was glad the trucks didn't see them. Sure they look like some girl and her dog, but they tried to avoid the state at all means possible. The only time he ever risked going near them was to get information. If any of them figured out he could talk, they'd take him away right away.

He knew what a chimera was, and he knew the military would think he was one. Heck he didn't even know for sure, he could have been one, but from what he researched he wasn't. He was something else entirely.

"We'll wait till they pass and then-" Claude turned and stopped when he realized Myra wasn't there anymore. He barked, something he did when he was angry, and looked around to find Myra jumping from one roof to the next, going towards the black smoke. "Damn that girl!" He growled before following her.

"Does she ever stop to think?" He spoke to himself while catching up to Myra. "No! She just runs."

He was close to her now. "Myra!" He yelled but she didn't stop. Before she could jump to the next roof he bit onto her shirt and pulled her back. Both of them went tumbling onto the roof.

Myra sat up and looked towards Claude. He got up and shook his fur before glaring at her. "Are you crazy?" He yelled making her flinch. "Don't you think that the military trucks we saw would be heading towards the same black smoke?"

Myra looked back towards the dust and realized it was fading away. He was probably right, but it didn't hurt to check, did it? Looking back towards the hard stare of Claude she looked towards the ground sighing and nodding.

"Now come on, we should get out of this town as fast as possible." He said making his way back the way they came.

Myra got up and dusted herself off. She was about to follow when she heard talking from below.

Going to the ledge she was about to jump over before Claude caught her, she looked down at the alley below. She saw 3 guys down there. A small one on his knees and another standing before him. Then there was this suit of broken armor and another man.

"Myra?" Claude questioned but Myra kept looking down. Something about them didn't seem right to her.

Claude came up and jumped onto the ledge before looking down. He tried to understand what they were saying but they were too far away. Everything about this made him uneasy. He went over to Myra and bit onto her sleeve. "Come on. This isn't our fight." He said with his mouth full.

Myra looked at him and felt bad. They both knew something was wrong down there; she couldn't just turn her back on it if she could help in some way.

Claude jumped off the ledge. "Come on. We have a stone to find." Those words went straight to Myra's heart. He was right, if she helped every person she could, they would never find the stone and never get Claude's body back, Myra wouldn't break her promise like that.

Looking back down the alley once more before leaving Myra froze. The man on his knees was being held by the head from the man standing in front of him. This wasn't good, she had to help.

Ignoring Claude's words that stirred in the back of her mind she jumped over the ledge…

"Wha-" The man moved quickly out of the way of Myra's attack. The cement beneath her cracked as she landed on her feet with force.

Some dust came up around her as she stood straight and faced the man that just moved. Beside her sat the other guy, who she realized was a boy with no right arm. He looked at her in shock, as did the man in front of her.

Her eyes narrowed on the man with the scar, the one that she attacked. The one she was willing to fight, for this complete stranger beside her.

"Who are you?" The boy asked from beside Myra. She wouldn't have answered if she could. She had to focus, the man in front of her was strong and she hadn't been in a combat fight in a while.

"It doesn't matter who you are. You're not a state alchemist, so it is not you who I seek, you can live. But all those who interfere are punishable by the wrath of God." The man said, taking a stance and clenching his fist. "You will not stop me from committing His will." He looked away from Myra and towards the boy next to her.

Quickly Myra ran towards him, fist in the air. The man moved just as fast as her, stepping to the side and reaching for her head. Myra ducked as his arm swiped over her head.

Using alchemy she lifted the ground under them. He jumped back, out of the way of the moving ground. He then came back towards her, grabbing her arm as she stood. In a panic, she lifted both her legs and kicked him in the chest, hard enough for him to let go and stumble backwards. Unfortunately Myra fell to the ground.

The man quickly recovered and ran towards her. Myra jumped up and as he reached for her again, she brought up the ground to block him once more. He stumbled to the side and grabbed his arm in pain. Grunting, he looked up seeing Edward Elric in front of him, defenseless. He ran towards him.

Myra noticed and ran after him, using her alchemy to speed up her steps.

Edward watched as Scar ran towards him and the girl right behind him.

"No!" He heard his brother scream from behind. 'As long as Al doesn't get hurt.' Ed thought closing his eyes. The next thing he knew the girl tackled Scar, sending them both tumbling beside him.

He watched as Scar and she rolled one last time before he pinned her to the ground, his hand pushing her head into the cement, she grunted and tried to push him off of her. "This is God's will!" Scar screamed as his arm started to glow and Ed reached out to try and stop him…

"Ah!" Scar screamed grabbing onto his hand. He lifted himself up and off of Myra who scooted back only to notice the guy behind her. He was an old man holding a red glowing object.

Myra looked back towards the man with the scar who stumbled away from the older man who passed her. 'What was he carrying?' She wondered.

Then it hit her. It couldn't be. She stared at him and it in shock. She didn't even register what was being said.

He had the stone… the stone that could change Claude back and get her voice and memory back. The stone that could change what had been done to them.

She watched as the man threw it at the scarred one. The stone sunk into his hand and glowed a bright red.

She lifted her hand towards the scene. 'No!' She wanted to scream. She needed that stone! Getting to her feet, she saw the man stumble out onto the street. She ran past the old one but stopped as soon as she saw the blue uniforms. They were all pointing guns at the man with the scar. He threw his arm down and Myra covered her face as the road exploded in front of her.

He was gone. Myra looked at the spot he once stood. Where the stone once stood…

As the smoke cleared she started to see the uniforms again. She had to get out of there and fast. Turning around she ran past the old man who watched her go.

"Wait!" She heard someone call. She hadn't heard that voice before. Slowing to a stop she turned around. She then noticed the piece of broken armor… it wasn't broken at all. It was the exact opposite, it was moving! It looked at her. "Who are you?" His high pitched voice made him sound very young. She wanted to answer this time, but she looked back towards the street.

Now the smoke had cleared and the old man and blonde, one armed kid were staring at her. She looked back at the armor… trying to give an apologetic look, she turned and ran using her alchemy to get to the top of the roof again.

As she ran away, she thought about that armored thing. It reminded her of Claude…

Couple days later…

"Brother." Al spoke to his brother as they sat on the train headed towards Resembool; Armstrong let Al sit up front this time. Edward didn't look away from the window; Al could tell he was thinking. Maybe about the same thing that he was going to bring up.

"Who was that girl?"

Ed looked away from the window to Al. He had been wondering the same thing since they got on the train. She couldn't have been any older than him, she was barely an inch or two taller, and she didn't even look that old. Yet she was able to fight Scar and use alchemy almost as good as himself.

"I don't know Al." He finally said. "But did you notice something strange about her?" He asked thinking about this one thing most. The one thing that made her different than the rest of the alchemist he's met.

"Besides the fact that she saved 3 complete strangers?" Al laughed a little trying to lighten the mood. He could tell his brother was on edge.

Ed smile slightly. "Yeah, I guess we kind of owe her now huh?" He scratched the back of his head, finding it funny that he was saved for once and not the other way around. Then he stopped laughing and looked out the window again.

"She was able to use alchemy without a transmutation circle." Al finally spoke. Ed looked at him, surprised that he noticed. "I've only ever seen you be able to do that Ed."

Ed blinked a couple times at Al as he spoke.

"Maybe she knows how she's able to do that? If we find her again, she could tell us. And if she knows that, maybe she knows more? What if she knows about the stone?" Al looked towards his brother hopeful.

Ed smiled slightly. "Maybe she does…" He looked out the window at the setting sun.

"You think she'll teach us?" Al asked.

"Who knows?" Ed shrugged. "She did risk her life to save us." Ed pondered the thought for a moment and then turned towards Al with a big smile. "Oh come on Al." He laughed. "We don't even know her name; let's figure that out before anything else."

Al laughed a little too. "Yeah." He looked at the sunset. "Your right…"

The Italics used in this chapter were also part of a blast from the past memory :) That will happen in the story sometimes, it will always say number years earlier... So just look out for it... Anyway I'm gonna stop for now, tell me how you liked it? Or disliked it? Hope you enjoyed... :) Oh and EDWARD is finally in the story! YAY!