Joe: Correction. The Alchemy Exam was Episode Six, thanks to some people…But do I really care? No. Not really. As long as you people know what episode I was talking about, I'm good. And just for the record. I clearly stated I think. I wasn't sure. Don't hate. Okay? Okay. Now I'll be getting reviews saying that Night of the Chimera's Cry was some other episode or whatever. But hey, it helps…well…this didn't really, but s/he was trying to help…I think. Or s/he just wanted to make me feel stupid. You'll have to ask him/her. They said the summary made the story sound interesting. Insult or compliment? No clue. But like I said, chapter one was an introduction. It wasn't meant to be long, nor was it meant to be interesting. Okay? Okay. Now I'm angry. You don't want to make me angry. Okay, so, I'm not saying any names, so the reviewer who sent that, read chapter two, tell me what you think, if you think the fic is stupid and a waste of your time, don't read it. Okay? Okay. Now that I got that out of my system, on with the story. Ciana?

Ciana: And you tell me to watch my language. Joe does not own any of the characters from FMA. Joe clears throat Oh. And she is sorry if she offended any one. She hopes she didn't disrupt your reading experience by her little outburst. Again, she apologizes.

Chapter 3 – Visit to Winry

"Ed! Al!" A blonde girl ran out of a house. "It's so good to see you!" She gave them both a hug but had a little trouble with Alphonse. (I'm sorry, I know nothing about Winry's character, her personality, if anyone could give me some insight, thanks) "Come inside." Winry ushered them into her house and set to making some tea (that probably wouldn't happen, but let's say Winry is that kind of tea person). From another door came an old lady with big glasses (I think she had glasses, I forgot the name, if anyone knows…yea).

"Edward, Alphonse." The old lady nodded at them both. "Good to see you've been taking care of yourselves." (I remember her not liking them that much so…yea) Winry poured her grandma (I think that's right) a cup of tea. "What have you been doing this whole time?" In response, Edward took out his State Alchemist badge (That little watch chain thingy…I'm calling it a badge).

"I'm a State Alchemist now."

"And what does a State Alchemist do?"

"O.o…O.o"

"I didn't think so." Okay, to all Edward fans, me very very sorry. I have no clue to exactly what a State Alchemist does save the Alchemy part…so if any one knows…

"Hey!"

"You respect your elders young man."

"Stop!" Winry yelled as loud as she could to voice over the two people arguing. "The Elrics came to visit us for old times' sake. Let them enjoy it." Grandma nodded and left the room.

"Then I won't be here very often. Oh, and, Winry, I'll be leaving to visit an old friend for two and a half weeks. Don't destroy the kitchen. (Hehe. I'm sorry, I just had to make her say something like that.)"

"T-T I love her anyway." Winry sweat dropped and cleaned the table. "So tell me, what did you have to do to become a State Alchemist?"(in the series, I never took her to be very interested in alchemy, but she is now.)

"Well, I had to take this written test. I didn't even finish, but I passed." Winry nodded. "There was an interview after that. They asked me why I wanted to be an alchemist so badly. I told them I had made a promise. And that was good enough for them. Then I had to do this…this presentation type thing. They brought us to this place with all of these elements to use for our transmutations. Someone made this huge tower, and another person made a paper hydrogen balloon (I think that was what it was). The balloon collided with the tower and the man next to the tower was too chicken to move. So I saved the day by using my alchemy without circles. That's how I became a State Alchemist." Ed's face showed pride. "What about you, what have you been doing?"

"Nothing really, sitting around doing nothing, looking at the sky, feeding the dog. So, when did you find out you could do alchemy without circles?"

"I was at a State Alchemist's house, before I took the exam. It was my birthday and we were celebrating it. His wife was pregnant. She went into labor that day. The Alchemist (once again forgot the name) went to go find a doctor…in a blizzard (I think) I might add, and didn't come back for a while. She woman (forgot name) was doing really badly and we were all panicking. Nina didn't know what to do, Al didn't know what to do, and I didn't know what to do. She was dying. We got a tub of water like she told us to. But then we didn't know what to do with it. Nina told me the water was cold. The woman was dying! I grabbed the tub and all of a sudden my hands sparked with electricity and the water became hot again. We saved the woman's and the baby's life."

"Who's Nina?" (I feel like having Ed and Al bombarded with questions.)

"Nina's is…was a friend of ours. Her father was Mr. Tucker, a State Alchemist. She has…had a dog named Alexander." Al seemed to look down as he spoke. "She is…was very young and her mom…disappeared two years ago."

"What happened? I hear a lot of past tense." No one ever notices that, but we're going to say that Winry pays attention.

"It's a long story. Mr. Tucker was a very quiet man when we came to live with him. He had made the first English-speaking chimera. But it died. This was two years ago. After he made the chimera, his wife seemed to disappear." Winry sat down and stared intently at Ed. "Two years later, this year, Mr. Tucker had to do research and turn it in to stay an alchemist. He seemed really stressed. I had been writing a letter to you, it never got sent, when Nina came into my room. She asked what I was writing. 'A letter to my friend,' I said. She decided to make a letter too, to her mother. She drew a picture of her, Mr. Tucker, and her mother. I gave it to Mr. Tucker when he came to take her to her room. Later that night, I went into the kitchen for a snack. There was an ashtray. I looked at what was in it. There were burned papers. I looked at the one on top and it was Nina's letter." He clenched his fist. He stopped talking after that.

"The next day, the house was quiet. Mr. Tucker was studying, as he called it, and Nina was outside playing with Alexander. Nothing big happened. There was a murder by a serial killer, but that has nothing to do with this." He paused. "We were transferred from Mr. Tucker's house because a man, the Brigadier General, or the Iron Blood Alchemist, discovered that Ed had been researching on the Chimera, a restricted case. That night, we had our last stay at Mr. Tucker's house. Nina was nowhere to be seen. Neither was Alexander. Ed took me to a basement filled with screeching animals. Chimeras. He took me to the back of the room and found Mr. Tucker, with a chimera. Mr. Tucker told us it could speak fluent English and it called me 'big brother'. A nickname Nina called me. I had before told Nina that I would play with her more. The chimera told me I promised to come play with it. Ed punched Mr. Tucker. He started saying things about how he was sick. How he used his wife two years ago to make the first chimera and how he used Nina and Alexander to make this one. The Brigadier General came in and Ed told him about the incident. The Brigadier General took Mr. Tucker away and said they would keep the chimera for further studies. Ed couldn't let Nina become a test subject and used alchemy to bump the truck, tipping it over. Nina/Alexander's cage was burst and the chimera jumped out. But instead of coming to us like Ed told it to, it ran away. Ed and I chased after it, but when we came to an ally, there were guts splattered on the wall, Nina's and Alexander's guts. We hadn't come fast enough. Nina and Alexander died."

Joe: I'm gonna end it there because it's kinda long and I want you to wait for Winry's response. This is where the story is tweaked from the actual copyrighted series. So there. Is Nina really dead? Wait and find out. And one thank you to…

Ninja-Rosette- thanx for letting me know about Alexander and the Brigadier General, and I know Ed's journal is way out of character, but I don't really know what kind of stuff he would think about. So if you could tell me what you want to hear in their journals, let me know and I'll do my best.