FULLMETAL ALCHEMIST: PART I

My name...is Edward...Edward Elric... And i have suffered one of the worst things that can ever happen to a person...

It started one dark night, as the clouds above our house slowly turned a dark shade of purple as the night rode in...

A sign that something bad was about to unfold...

Days ago, my brother, Al, and I came home one day...and found our mother, dead...

She was the only one we had left, the only one who we really trusted at the time to look after us besides Pinako and Winry...but after our father left us for so many years, I was not going to give her up that easily.

We planned to bring her back using the art of alchemy… the breakdown and re-composition of basic elements into something completely different than the original item. Alchemy was done through the use of pictures called transmutation circles, which drew the elements of the object together so they could be broken down.

We knew little of alchemy, but at the time I was ready to try anything. I had read all my father's documents about how this so called "human transmutation" was never successfully done, but we thought we knew better. We thought we knew enough about what there was to alchemy and the human body...

We were wrong...

The storm rolled over our house that cold night, the lightning dancing above us as my brother and I sat on the wood floor, our mother's ashes lying in the center of the transmutation circle we drew. Everything was in place, drawn and done to exact specifications; nothing could POSSIBLY go wrong...

I looked over at my brother, who started to regret having set all this up.

"Are you ready, Al?" I asked him

"I...I don't know, brother...something seems wrong...i mean, no one has done this before without something terrible happening..."

"Oh, c'mon, they didn't study hard enough! Besides, do you want mom back or not?"

"Yeah, but..."

"Trust me, Al...nothing will go wrong. I promise"

He nodded, and as we placed our hands together, then on the transmutation circle, the storm outside growing with each minute.

Success, or failure, whatever happened, we were about to find out...

END OF PART I