Chapter 6

-Evelyn-

"Hurry along girls!"

I have no idea how the hell we got into this situation.

"Major Armstrong, can we please take a break! We have been looking for Ed and Al forever!" Amelia plead.

"Hmpt!" The major turned to both of us. "DO THESE MUSCLES LOOK READY TO GIVE UP YET?" He said to us. Those pink sparkles that always appear when he took his shirt off were there.

"EVELYN!" Amelia yelled.

"What?" I said.

"There. On. YOU!" She shouted back.

"WHAT!?"

I fell to the ground and rolled around trying to get the girly sparkles off.

When I finally got them off, the major said we could search the town for the boys while he headed for the countryside.

"FREEDOM!" Amelia yelled when he was out of sight. She took off running in the direction toward Town Square.

"Amelia! Wait up!" I chased after her.

When I finally caught up with her she was looking up at the sky.

"It feels like rain…"

I looked up. The sky was blue, but some dark clouds were starting to come.

"Well let's hurry and find the boys while we can."

"You mean while you can." She smirked.

"Shut up."

We walked around for a few minutes when we saw a group of Military officers escort someone out of a house. A crowd started to gather. The next thing we knew Ed and Al ran out of the house also.

"Not again." Ed said as soon as we were standing next to the boys.

Ed jumped into sprint after the car that had just pulled away.

"Fullmetal wait! What's going on?" I yelled after him.

"Following me and I will fill you in." Al said.

We three started to run after Ed.

"Amelia wait." I stopped. The two of them did also.

"What?" She said.

"I need you to get into contact with my brother. Get them all out here."

"Can't you do that?"

"I am more useful at this kind of thing than you are."

"Fine." She turned angrily and walked toward a nearby phone booth.

Al and I ran on.

-Amelia-

"Are you sure?"

"Yes sir. I am."

"Alright we will be there soon."

I hang up the phone on Hughes.

I told him that Gran, Dr. Marcoh, and the Elrics look to have been starting something that might get out of hand.

It was time to find Evelyn.

-Evelyn-

Gran lay on the dirt road. Blood soaked his whole upper body. Al, Ed, and I stood paralyzed. The man with the scar turned toward Dr. Marcoh.

"Dr. Marcoh: The Crystal Alchemist" He said.

He reached his hand out. Ed ran toward him.

"Brother!" Al yelled.

Ed grabbed the Doctor. Al started running after him. I was in such a state of panic that I did not notice that I was already running with them.

"Edward Elric: The Fullmetal Alchemist. And Evelyn Mustang: The Firedancer Alchemist. Lets see if I can kill 3 birds with one stone." The scarred man chased after us.

"Where the hell are we going Elric!" I screamed.

"Don't know, don't care as long as we can all get away from this psycho!" He screamed back.

For the first time I noticed that Ed actually sounded scared. Of the 3 years I have known him this was the first time I ever heard his voice gripped with fear. Now that made me scared also.

"Brother!"

We turned to see Al in a tunnel, waving at us to come near. We ran toward him. When all 4 of us were safely inside he closed the tunnel.

"We should be safe in here." Al started.

"What the hell was that guy's deal?!" Ed yelled.

"No idea. But I overheard my brother and Hughes talking about an Alchemist killer. I think we found him." I breathed deeply.

CRASH!
"You can't hide from me."

We turned to see the so-called Alchemist killer in front of us. He had destroyed the wall barricade.

"S%#&!" I breathed.

"Brother! Evelyn! Run!" Al yelled at us.

"Not going to happen" The scarred man said.

He jumped toward me.

"Get lost!"

Ed jumped in front of me and kicked the scarred man. The man with the scar landed on his feet. Now he was pissed. He came toward Ed now. Ed ran toward him and jumped in front of him.

"Too slow." The scar-faced man lunged his arm toward Ed just like he did at Gran.

"EDWARD!" I yelled. My heart stopped.

"BROTHER!" Al pushed his brother out of the way. The scarred man's arm landed on Al. The alchemy dented his armor.

"Al!" Ed yelled.

Ed was about to jump on this guy and beat the crap put of him when an explosion came from the other side of the tunnel.

Major Armstrong walked in.

"I'm sorry it took me so long." He said as he placed a hand on Ed's shoulder.

I helped Marcoh up. "Ed, Al…" I said.

We all turned and left Armstrong with our would be murder.

"Where's Amelia!?" Ed yelled at me. He turned and looked around frantically as if she had been with us the whole time. "Is she still in there?" He pointed to wear we just exited.

"No lug nut." I said. "She was never here. She called reinforcements for me."

He looked relieved.

"What now." Marcoh said.

"Now we use our legs and get walking." Ed said.

The rain started to pour down.

-Amelia-

"Evelyn!"

She looked up from the tree she was sitting under.

Mustang ran up and grabbed her. He embraced her with a hug. He, Hughes, Hawkeye, and the others got here 10 minutes ago.

"Where are the boys?" I asked.

"They took Marcoh and ran into the city. To get away from the man who just tried to murder Ed, Marcoh and myself.

Mustang and Hughes exchanged glances.

"I'm going to find the Elrics." Mustang rumbled.

"No you are not!" Hawkeye and Evelyn said.

He stopped.

"If anyone should be finding them its Amelia." Hughes said.

I turned toward him.

"Its true sir." Hawkeye added on.

Mustang turned toward me.

"Can I trust you?"

"Yes."

"Go.."

I nodded.

"Wait!"

I looked at Evelyn.

She unclipped her pocket watch. "Take this. You are more of a use to it know than I am." She clipped the pocket watch to my jacket.

"Thanks." I looked at her.

Her eyes looked teary.

"Come back alive." She said

"I always do…"

I ran off toward the alley.

The rain continued to pour.

-Ed-

"I'll give you a moment to pray."

Here we were again. Inches away from death, Al and I.

"Don't need too. Stopped believing a long time ago." I said.

Scar put this hand on my head. My heart was pounding. Al was yelling at me like a mad man.

"ACK!"

His hand released my head.

I looked up. Scar's whole face was concealed in ice.

"I swear that I always have to come and rescue you guys."

I turned to see a familiar red head. She was extremely wet, but she seemed to not mind.

Scar broke the ice from his captured head. He looked toward Amelia.

"Come on lets get you guys-"

She looked up to Scar. She froze.

"Well well, long time no see." Scar said.

Amelia looked as if she had just seen a ghost.

-Amelia-

Ishbal-Several years ago

"Shh. Shh my beautiful girls. Ishbala will save us soon."

"But, but mom, everyone is dyeing!"

"Not in front of your sister Amelia."

Looked down to see my younger sister fast asleep on my mother's lap.

The door busted open. Several soldiers ran in the room. Among them was Gran.

"More filthy Ishbalans. Take them with the others." Gran glared at us.

"Amelia! Take Aurora and go. Find your brother and father." My mother whispered

"But mom!" I whispered.

"Go…"

I grabbed Aurora and we ran. Several shots were fired. That would be the last time I ever saw my mother.

"Sister!" Aurora said. "We have to help mom!"

I turned toward my sister. Tears streamed down her cheeks. Her red hair contrasted with her dark Ishabalan skin.

"We need to find Brother and Dad." I said.

"Now what do we have here?"

We turned to see a group of Military Alchemists and soldiers around us.

"Grab them." One said

"No kill them here!" Another said.

An argument about whether we should live or not soon broke out. Than one of the soldiers let out a shot. Aurora fell.

"Opps" The soldier smirked.

Tears of pain and rage sprang from my face. I tried to grab the soldier. A gun was pointed toward my face.

"Where's your God now?" The man asked.

One shot rang. The soldier fell. I was still breathing.

"Amelia run!"

I ran. I ran without my sister. I ran to get away from her, not the soldiers. I turned my head to see my savior.

His face was the same as the one about to kill Ed and Al.

(Present day)

"I told myself when I started doing this that I would not harm any of our own people. Only State Alchemists. Well it looks like I have a decision to make now." He glared at me.

I wanted to run again more than anything. To get away from the danger. But I couldn't my legs refused to move.

"I- I- I thought you were dead." I managed to say.

"That's what I thought of most of our people. But look at you a living and breathing-" He said

"Why are you doing this?"

"To avenge our people. The State killed them! And look at you, you ARE the State! A State Alchemist. It shames me to do this, but I promised my brother. YOUR alchemy teacher." He lunged toward me. I stared and waited for death to come.

"AMELIA!" I was shoved to the ground. Ed was laying on top of me.

"Edward? AH! GET OFF HALF PINT!" I yelled.

"THAN SNAP PUT OF IT AND PUNCH THIS ASSHOLE IN THE FACE!" He yelled at me. Ed was seriously pissed at me. When he usually yells at me he is only half serious. This was serious. It was time for me do something. It was time for me to stand up. It was time for me to fight. This was not a time to run.

I got up. I turned to him.

"I hope Ishbala is with you Amelia."

"He's not with anyone." I growled.

I touched my shoulders and than ran toward him. He smirked and ran toward me.

-Ed-

Amelia was off her game. I could tell by the way she hesitated when trying to attack Scar.

*"Your alchemy is strong Amelia, but the will of Ishbala is stronger!" Scar yelled.

Scar through a fist at her. She dodged late and it grazed her side. Amelia grabbed her side. Blood gushed out of her navy blue dress creating a purple color. Scar punched her in the stomach with his other hand. She fell to her knees. She picked up a bloodstained hand and tried to quickly touch her shoulders.

"Not so fast!" Scar grabbed her hands with one of his. With the other he ripped her jacket off. Revealing a transmutation circle on each shoulder. But these circles were not tattoos or anything similar. They looked as if someone had tried to carve them into her skin.

"The sign of a sinner." Scar said. "This was your punishment for trying the forbidden act of alchemy. You were marked by the worshipper of Ishbala."

"No," Amelia growled. "These marks were given to me when I carved them into my own skin, to save "our" people from a State Alchemist."
"LIAR!" Scar yelled. He threw her violently at the ground.

Amelia got back up. She had tears streaming down her face. I had never seen her cry before.

"It was Kimbly. The day you got that scar of yours. He attacked us. The remaining us were killed by him. You tried to stop him by force. I tried a different approach. With a knife." Amelia said between tears.

"Than he noticed you trying the art and blasted you off into the desert. We thought you were dead. Guess I should finish the job now that you are a State Alchemist."

Scar ran toward her again. Amelia froze. He grabbed her face.

-Amelia-

"Promise me this one thing than." I said.

"What?" He said

"Don't hurt them." I pointed to Ed and Al.

"I can make that promise for one of them."

Several more tears ran down my face. This was the end, wasn't it?

"Goodbye." I said.

"UGH!" He released me. Marcoh was holding up the so-called Philosopher's Stone. His arm was reacting to it.

The rain hit the pavement the same time I did. I saw my blood puddle around me. Ed and Al looked at me with worried looks. The world went dark.

-Evelyn-

I rushed into the medical room. Ed and Al looked up from the chair and box they were sitting in (bet you can guess who was where). Amelia laid passed out in the bed.

"How is she?" I asked frantically.

"The doctor said she will be fine after a little rest. He said it was still a miracle that she was still breathing when your bother rushed her in." Ed said.

"She lost nearly half of her blood." Al added.

"She's been through so much already, and now this." I said.

"Scar knew her. How?" Ed asked.

"She may not look like it, but Amelia is and Ishbalan. Born and raised there. One of the few to escape the massacre. Scar's brother was her first alchemy teacher."

The boys looked shocked.

I still remember the day I met her all to well. I turned toward the window. The rain beat down hard. I told them how I met Amelia:

It was mid-afternoon; Roy and I sat in the back of a car as it carried us through the desert. We were pointed towards home, our backs facing the remains of Ishbal. I sat gazing out the window or at my feet; doing anything to avoid my brother's gaze.

I thought about what my brother had done. I knew that he didn't want to, that it was all because he was ordered to but I still couldn't find it in myself to forgive him. I thought of all the people who had died, all of those human beings. Did they really deserve it? They killed everyone, from every man to the youngest of children. What did they do to deserve it? I bowed my head and started to pray as I had seen my mother do once.

I had only one memory of my mother. I saw her praying at an alter in our home. I must have been two years old at the time and I couldn't understand what I was witnessing. I couldn't really see her but I saw her shadow as she kneeled and prayed, candles burning. I heard her whisper but I can no longer remember what it is she said.

I folded my hands and closed my eyes, praying to whoever was listening.

Please help anyone who survived that field of death and curse those who killed willingly.

"You're still holding onto that memory aren't you?" Roy said angrily. I had told him once about my memory and he told me I should forget it, that I would be better off without it.

"Why wouldn't I? It's my most precious memory." I said through gritted teeth.

"You should have learned when she left you that she doesn't need you and you don't need her." Roy looks down at me with angry eyes.

"You're wrong!" I shouted, "She had her reasons! I'm sure of it." I sniffed as tears started to flow down my cheeks.

"That woman never did anything that wasn't good for her. Those were her reasons."

"How can you say that about her!" I cried, "She was your mom too…"

"That woman was not my mother and you know that."

"You said she was like one though! You said that you loved her when she married Dad." I sniffed.

"Not after she left you. I won't love a woman who left my little sister alone." Roy tried to grab my hand but I pulled it away and scooted closer to the window. I know he was trying to comfort me but I wouldn't let him though.

"Evelyn…"

"Don't. Don't Evelyn me." I turned to face him, I can only imaged what I looked like; angry eyes set off against tear streaked cheeks. "You aren't Dad so don't start acting like him."

Just like my mother I didn't remember much of my Dad but I do remember his scoldings and the menacing glares he gave me after Mom left.

Roy looked taken back; he knew my position on Dad too.

"I'm sorry…" he took a shaky breath "I shouldn't have said any of that."

I just turned and gazed out the window again "I'm not talking to you." I whispered.

We sat in silence for ten minutes when I saw a figure out in the distance. At first I thought it was an illusion, the heat and the endless sand does that too your head so I ignored it, but as we kept going I made out more details. I saw a long swaying cover-up stained with blood at the shoulders, red hair flowed down in front of the figures face like blood. The figure wasn't very tall so I figured they couldn't be that old.

"Stop!" I cried.

The driver slammed on the breaks and the car's wheel spun on the shifty sand.

"What is it?" my brother looked at me like I was crazy.

"There's someone out there!" I pointed towards the staggering figure.

A sound like a growl escaped Roy. "Ishbalan" He slowly opened his bag and pulled out his gloves.

"Brother stop!" I yelled

"Stop it Evelyn." He pushed open his door and stepped out. "Don't go anywhere unless there are more. If there's more take her out of here." He told the driver.

"Stop it!" I cried "Can't you see that they're already hurt!"

My brother ignored me and started making his way towards the figure. As the distance closed between them I couldn't bear it anymore. I jumped out of the car and sprinted full speed towards the figure. I heard the driver yelling behind me but I didn't look back. I barreled straight past my brother and closed the gap between me and the figure. I stood about 3 yards away when the person looked up at me then collapsed.

I slid through the sand towards the girl.

"Evelyn get back!" my brother yelled desperately.

Ignoring him I turned the figure over to find a girl my age covered in Ishbalan robes. She didn't look Ishbalan though; her skin was the only a shade darker than my tan (I'm not pale but I'm not Ishbalan dark) her hair was a bright reddish orange and her vacant eyes were a beautiful green. Blood soaked the shoulders of her cover and they slipped off as I shifted her. They revealed deep cuts in the patterns of transmutation circles.

My brother ran up to us and slid to a stop.

"Evelyn put her down."

"No." I turned to face him, "She's not Ishbalan can't you see that? You don't have to hurt her."

I watched as he knelt down and inspected her features then her bloody circles.

"You're right." He sounded like he didn't want to admit it. "I'll carry her to the car." He said picking her up.

We took her back to base and she was treated for dehydration and infection of her wounds. She woke up three days later and refused to talk to any of us.

She wasn't the cooperative type. She wouldn't answer any of the militaries questions. They came everyday she was in the hospital wing. After a week the doctors released her and I convinced them to let her stay with me. I stayed at the family home near central where I grew up.

She wouldn't talk to me at first but eventually opened up to me.

"I'm an Ishbalan." Was the first thing she ever said to anyone since we found her in the desert.

"You don't look Ishbalan." I said looking at her again.

"I don't look it but I am. I was born there and my families lived there for generations."

"Oh." I saw sadness in her eyes. "Do you miss your family?"

"Yes but I know I'm going to see them soon."

"Why?"

"Because now the military's going to kill me." She said plainly.

"Why's that?"

"Because I'm Ishbalan."

"That's not fair." I sat in silence for awhile "I don't have to tell anyone…"

"You won't say anything?" She seemed surprised.

"I promise. I won't let them hurt you either." I held out my hand. "I promise you, I won't tell a soul."

For the first time since she came out of that desert, she smiled.

"I'm Amelia." She said.

Drama! So sorry this is so long but the comicgal and I felt that it would be good as one chapter. So yah. Hope you liked it! ~Crystal