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Three years ago...
"Alphonse!" I cried out feeling my lips stretch out in a smile. I started running forward down the steps but then I accidentally tripped and flew five feet to where he was standing. I spit the dirt out of my mouth and look up at him smiling. Shooting to my feet and brushing the dirt off my pants, I blush a deep red.
"Hey youngster." Gramps says putting his hand on my shoulder. Smiling up at him I see Ed and Win coming running up the hill. "How are you? Haven't seen you in quite awhile." I left them to talk running to catch up with Win. I suddenly was taken back by the fake smile plastered on her face. Slowing down I starting wondering if something happened. Win is at least four inches taller then me but that's fine because she's two years older then me.
"What's wrong? Are you ok?" I ask seeing her non-smile fade and her eyes get watery. I look up into her eyes looking for some explanation but ending in failure.
"My mom died." I spin around to see Ed behind me staring at the ground with his light blonde hair covering his face. I gasp and spin around to see small tears fall from Wins eyes. "N-no. You have to be k-kidding." I stuttered looking at both of them with my eyes wide. I couldn't believe any of it. Mrs. Elric was okay. She was sick but she got around. She came to see me all the time. To comfort me when I missed my parents. She was like my second mom. No she is my second mom. I felt a hand on my shoulder and spun around to see Al with what looked like diamonds in his eyes from the tears. I droop down to the ground and put my head in my hands. "Your wrong! Your all wrong!" I yell up at them. Shooting to my feet I try to run to the house to be alone but Al raps me in a tight hug. I start sobbing into his chest and the rest of the day was just a blurry memory.
One afternoon after I had somewhat became stable; two soldiers came to the door. Gramps was out shopping with Ms. Pinako so I answered the door. They saluted looking completely over my head. "Hello. I am General Mustang and this is Second Lieutenant Hawkeye." The one on the left said. He looked down at me shock showing all over his face. The one on the right whispered something that sounded like, that's Mr. Denva's granddaughter. I just stared at their suits. The ones Ma and Dad wore before they left. Suddenly one of them leaned down to my eye level and said, "Hi Rebecca. My name is Roy. Do you know were your grandfather is?" I looked at the black hair peeking out of his hat and nodded.
"He's at the store. What can I do for you?" I said standing up tall. I looked into his eyes. When I saw he wasn't going to tell me I opened the door and ushered them in. Slowly pouring them both tea I was remembered what Gramps told me happened to his parents. My great-grandparents.
"Two people in uniforms came and gave my Grandma a letter. She read it and started crying," He would always shake his head at this point. "She then looked me deep in the eye and said, 'their dead'." I used to start crying. More for him then for me. He was so strong I would always think. They had died in the line of the military when he was five. He said he never cried. Just worked and worked. All his life.
"Are they, um are they dea-dead?" I slowly stuttered looking at the teacup in my hand. I couldn't look into their eyes or it would give it away. Truth be told I was too scared. "We're not disclosed to say." The one with short blonde hair said. I recognized from her voice she was a girl. I had a hard time telling from before because I hadn't looked at her. I looked up into her eyes. I couldn't anything from them. Nothing. Wow shes a good liar…I think.
In a few minutes the back door opened and in came Gramps trudging through the kitchen. When he spotted the two guests he had me go upstairs. I plopped down on my bed once in my room and thought about what they could possibly be talking about. After a few minutes of not hearing anything but shushed voices I creped out my door to the top of the stairs. Not being able to hear anything and not wanting to risk getting caught, I tiptoed back inside my room.
I went downstairs when I heard their voices go from whispers to regular. I walked up to Gramps and stood beside him.
"Bye little girl. I hope we will meet again someday." Roy said smiling at me. Little did I know we would meet again someday.
Ever since they came by Gramps seemed very distraught. I couldn't figure out either. I ask him if they were dead. He promised me they weren't. One day though he came up to me and told me to sit down. I was happy because I had a funny feeling he was going to talk to me about the two military people but I didn't know if I was going to be happy about what Gramps wanted to talk to us about.
"As you know Becca, those two guests that came were military professionals," I nodded to him looking over at Al to see him looking at me too. "Well they came to talk to me about your parents." I motioned him to keep going but he slowly looked down and I stopped. "They went missing six months ago." he said quietly. I almost couldn't hear him so I assumed he hadn't said anything and it was my imagination. He looked up at me and nodded his head. He had said it.
"What do you mean? Their not dead though right?" I asked my voice steadily rising. He shook his head and let it fall in his hands. I slowly stood up with a million thoughts in my head. He quickly explained that the military was doing everything in its power to find them. I just walked up the stairs to the bedroom I would stay in for a year. Until I went missing too.
