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I do not own any of the characters or idea's shown in Full Metal Alchemist. I only own four characters. I am only like 3-4 episodes away from seeing Episode 51.

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Before Ishbal became the desert city loyal to their god Ishbala, they used to be a part of a small mountain village. The people led simple lives and were not afraid to dip their fingers into the waters of the unknown. They delved regularly into science of all branches not thinking of the downsides. They only thought of the good the outcome would bring to them in to all the people in the world. It was the careless ambition of the whole town that caused the end of this remote place. What was created that night; what was given life, was a miracle and a curse. When this creation nearly demolished the town; the survivors separated and left never to say what had happened ever again. Refugees who headed to the south formed the town later to be known as Ishbal. Those who went east eventually formed a small place called Caddo. As time went by the story of what happened, eventually faded into the sands of time. One being remembers, one entity will never forget.

Edward and Alfonse Elric rode the taxi as far as it would take them. Edward had finally calmed down; a little girl in the cab persistently commented on his lack of height. Al could not help but chuckle; the reason many people made fun of him, was because he reacted so outlandishly each and every time.

The two now trudged along a dirt path; Ed was still partially fuming. Al's armor body clanked and moaned as he walked along. The two traveled lightly; Al carried the one suitcase that held Edwards clothes and equipment to maintain his automail.

"Brother, you shouldn't let people get to you like that. It's only height." Al said matter of factly.

Ed huffed, "Easy for you to say. I'm not short; I'm still growing!"

"Why have we come here again?" Al said changing the subject.

Ed shrugged. "Supposedly there is a library here that has some pretty old history documented. Accounts this village and Ishbal used to be one place a long time ago; a lot of history."

"What did you tell Colonel Mustang, brother?" Al asked.

Edward only shrugged since Major Hughes murder, Mustang had been more difficult to deal with. Hawkeye trying to be understanding blamed Mustang uptight behavior on the Colonel's mourning process. There was more she wanted to say, but she wisely kept her lips zipped. The brothers walked along observing a moment of silence in memory of Hughes, whose death weighed heavily on their hearts. The new information that had come about so quickly did not help their situation either. Now they were fugitives; wanted by the military.

"Do you think Hughes's death had something to do with lab five, or maybe because of the Homunculi?" Al said a hint of fear in his voice.

Edward shrugged. "No doubt, we've seemed to have become targets. I'm sorry you have to get pulled into this too."

"I wouldn't want to be any where else brother. We're a team, we'll fight this together." Al said confidently.

Edward Elric kept silent about the real reason they were going to this place. There had been stories, legend, and that had over time whittled into mere fairytales. So many myths had roots in reality, why couldn't this one be true as well. Chimeras, homunculi, and transmuted souls were real why not this.

With that said and done the brothers continued on their way. Soon they came to a modest sized village; they got a room at the local inn and got some food. All paid for by the military of course. It was in the tavern they learned about the history of the town. The last thing this community was famous for once having the most affluent mental help facility. The remote area and lack of mobile accessibility, made it perfect spot for people under stress to recuperate. Those days where gone though; now the only reminder of those times was the asylum located in the over grown jungle behind the district. Now the only people, who ventured close to the institute, were kids trying to scare one another by performing dares and such. Having traveled a ways to get here; Al and Ed bed down for the night.