A/N Well, after a few minutes of writer's block I was able to begin this, I hope that everyone enjoys it, and remember to review! Now then... I'll stop babbling and let you guys read.
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the Full Metal Alchemist, so far just my character Kara :P Though someday I plan on luring them here for the promise of cheese and then they'll be mine, just you wait!
Sometimes things that are meant to happen never come to be. There is a hiccup in the universe, and one learns the event in which something terrible happens and are thus enabled to prevent it. Dreams are special to those that are young. Dreams allow one to keep living, they give one a reason to live. Dreams can help one to forsee events that are otherwise unpreventable, and these prophesized dreams aren't given to just anyone. They must be earned, by one who has either committed a selfless deed or are pure of heart. One who has not seen the world as it is and is full of hope, one who, in the end, has a crucial part of their lives torn away without warning. When something sour occurs to one so very innocent, this is when the hiccup occurs, the hiccup that can change the course of history. Dreams, such a simple and yet complex thing. Can they really bear such importance?
Heh... a little semi-explanation for the reasons of Kara's strange, and prophetic dreams... I really don't know where the idea came from...
Kara opened her eyes slowly, unwillingly. The instant she did so the painful, throbbing glowing stopped. Every once in a while a spark of energy could be seen, she could still sense the unimaginable power on the air, see the destruction that it had done. Slowly she attempted to sit up, only to be forced gently back down by the good doctor. "What happened?" She asked in a cracking voice.
"You were exposed to the philosipher's stone." Mustang said from the doorway, "it was a good thing that you awoke when you did."
Kara's eyes fell on the two figures standing behind Mustang, "Ed? Al?" She whispered, "What're you doing here?"
"We found out some new information on how to get our bodies back." Al stated quickly.
"Yeah!" Ed continued excitedly, "we believe that Al's body was not, in fact destroyed because of some new evidence that has come up, and maybe, just maybe, our limbs were not destroyed either!"
"That's great." Kara said, though no sign of enthuisiasm entered her words.
"By the way, what happened Kara? Why are you here?" Ed asked, moving towards her.
"It's just that... well, I had an off day the minute that I set foot back into Central." She said, attempting to dismiss the subject on a semi-humorous note.
"And-" Ed tapped his foot rather impatiently, waiting for her to continue.
At last, sighing, she did just that. "Well, as soon as I made it to Central, I saw that Hughes was being attacked by that homunculus and attempted to help him when that same homunculus kidnapped me. I had only managed to escape when I ran into Scar... we battled for a while before I managed to run off and-"
"And thinking that she was Hughes' attacker, I attempted to kill her." Mustang cut in, "and then Scar came back into the picture..."
"As did the homunculus, all three of them to be exact. That's when I realized that it wasn't she that attacked Hughes in an attempt to take his life. We both leapt into the river- and about a few days later we headed back towards Central." Mustang finished.
"It was quite hectic." Kara said, "I can't believe how sour my luck was!"
This comment was meant to be humorous, "I guess that one must hit that sour patch once in a while, or life would be taken for granted..."
"Sounds like you were busy." Ed commented.
"Kara, why exactly did you leap off of the train?" Al asked, "you could have hurt yourself."
"Nah, it was..." Kara stopped, she didn't want to tell them, not now.
"It was?" Ed persisted.
"Just drop it, okay!" Kara shouted, suddenly furious with him. She tightened her grip on her sheets and stared at him icily, "I don't want to talk about it."
"Why not!" Ed was suddenly in her face, seemingly furious.
"Hey, shorty, give the face space." She said without really thinking about it, it was her defence mechanism kicking in.
"WHO'RE YOU CALLING A SPECK OF DUST THAT CAN ONLY BE SEEN BY A MICROSCOPE ON HIGH POWER!" He shouted angrily, his gaze hardening.
"Hey, don't put words in my mouth!" Kara shouted and sat up, inwardly wincing, "Idiot, you're not that short, heh, if you were I could simply step on you and make all my problems go away." She got a slightly dreamy look in her eyes.
"WHAT!" Ed exclaimed, taking an involuntary step back, "You're not actually contemplating that, are you?"
Kara smiled devilishly and made as though to climb out of the bed, "Maybe... I can do it now, after all, you are short enough."
"What!" With that simple word began the chase, Kara leapt out of her bed, and with a squeal Ed ran through the door and out into the hallway, Kara hot on his heels.
"Come on now, Ed!" She called, "I won't hurt you... much."
"Stop!" Ed cried, bursting through door after door until the troublesome pair were tearing down the crowded evening street.
"Aw, but that wouldn't be any fun!" Kara giggled, the pain had disappeared before she had even crawled out of bed, and in it's place had come the inexplicable energy.
"Kara!" Ed exclaimed, clapping his hands together and forming a sword, Kara, of course did the same.
The twosome struck at each other with fearsome blows, equally matched in strength and agility, "Come on, Ed." Kara pouted, "Is that all you got?"
"Of course not!" Ed exclaimed, thrusting forward all the harder.
Kara quickly blocked it, and leapt atop a car before propelling herself foreward and landing on a nearby building, "Are you coming?" She asked with a playful wink.
In reply Ed leapt up onto the roof where the battle became fierce, sparks flew from the weapons as they collided, and shortly the two were panting and wiping sweat from their brows. "Ah, I see that you haven't slacked off in these past few weeks." Ed teased at last, returning his sword to it's previous state.
"Duh, I may have been a captive, but I would never think of slacking off in my training!" Kara said sarcastically as she too returned her weapon to it's original state, "What say we go back inside now, eh?"
"Works for me, I'm starving!" Ed said, rubbing his now growling stomach.
"Ah, food, a delicacy that I haven't had in ages." Kara said rather dreamily, unconsciouly rubbing her now throbbing stomach.
"I thought that you were a little scrawnier than usual." Ed said as he poked her in the side.
"yeah... heh heh, no food for Kara lately..." She said jokingly, leaping back into the street, into the surprised path of a runner.
"Hey!" He exclaimed loudly, "Damn state alchemists think they can do whatever they want..."
"Sorry!" Kara said swiftly, "I really didn't mean-"
"Enough," The man waved her apology aside and pushed past her, still grumbling to himself about state alchemists.
Kara strode angrily back inside the building, Ed close behind, where it appeared that the others were waiting for herself and Ed to return, she waved her hand dismisively and said, "Don't worry, I didn't squish him or anything, see for yourselves." Before sitting tiredly against the wall, resting her head on her knees.
"Maybe you ought to get back to bed..." Al said, "You shouldn't be up."
Kara glanced up at the group of concerned faces that hovered over her, nodding finally. "Alright... I'll go, I'm tired anyway." She said grudgingly.
She was guided back into her room and onto the awaiting bed, where, in minutes, she was sleeping soundly. Several hours later, a small wooshing soud caused her to awaken and glare at the ceiling. A swirling black cloud loomed over her, causing words to freeze in her mouth. An object fluttered down, and the cloud was suddenly gone, allowing Kara to cry out.
On the pillow beside her lay a single, black rose. Fearfully Kara attempted to untangle herself from the blankets and leap across the room, curling up in a corner, all the while keeping a wary eye on the object as though it were going to attack her if she looked away. She sat there for several hours until the phsycian entered. He hardly noticed her sitting there, at least not until he saw that she was not in her bed, "Miss Kara!" He gasped, rushing to her side, "are you alright?"
Kara's eyes were wide and she refused to answer his insistant questioning, so finally he left her side to look for a higher up officer, namely Colonal Mustang. He burst into the other man's office hardly daring to knock.
"Colonal!" He gasped quickly, "there is something wrong with the girl, come with me, please."
Mustang, in a daze, followed swiftly and was soon kneeling beside Kara, who was in the same spot on the floor, only now her small body was shaking like a leaf, her flesh felt cold to the touch, and she refused to look away from her bed. "What's on her bed?" He asked as he got a glance of a small object near the imprint of a head on Kara's pillow.
"It- it's a black rose!" The doctor gasped, picking it up and waving it around, "I've never seen one like this."
"Burn it." Kara whispered hoarsely, "burn the cursed object."
"What?" Mustang's attention returned to her, watching as her eyes followed the rose.
"I said burn it." She murmmured.
"Why?" The doctor asked, "why burn such a magnificent specimin?"
Kara pulled herself to her feet, and grabbed one of the spare gloves that were hanging out of Mustang's pocket. Quickly she pulled it onto her hand, "If I were you I'd drop it now." Kara said, preparing to snap her fingers.
Looking pale he threw the rose into the air and backed away, in an instant it was surrounded by flames, but, when the flames died away, the rose fell untarnished. Kara put her arm down in defeat, "It's no use." She murmmured to herself, "it can't be destroyed."
She turned her back on the object and whispered, "Tonight I must leave Central."
"What are you talking about? You are in no condition to travel!" Mustang burst out.
"I must leave." Kara insisted, "Lest something happens that I cannot stop, lest I lose everything that I've worked for, you can't stop me, no one can."
She made as though to leave the room and felt his hand fall on her shoulder, "at least have the doctor check you out once more before leaving, and give me my glove back."
"Oh... sorry." Kara grinned sheepishly and pulled it off her hand.
"This way." The physician pointed her back to her bed and inspected her wounds.
"It's miraculous sir, her body has made a complete recovery in these past two days." He said once he was alone with the colonal.
"Ah yes, it would seem that the philosopher's stone really did help her then." Mustang sighed.
"Sir!" Kara burst into the room, "I need to take Hughes with me." Her features were pale and gaunt, "It could mean his life!"
"But- certainly he is in no condition to travel!" The doctor complained loudly.
"He's fine, but, he can't stay here." Kara gasped, "he will be safest with me- away from the threat that resides in the military in Central. You must understand, you simply must!"
It was several hours later that both Hughes and Kara found themselves seated on a train bound for the country, and then they would walk the rest of the way to what had been her home, they wouldn't be found there. Hughes still looked at her wearily, although he knew that she was not the one that had attacked him, he still hadn't gotten his memory back, only brief flashes of the attack, and a woman and a child whom he seemed to hold a great love for. "Hughes," She began once they were a safe distance away, "do you know why I asked for you to come along?"
"No." The other man said, "tell me, why is it that you asked for me?"
"Because, whether you remember or not, we are the only two that knew of the traitor in the military. We are a threat to him, and besides, because of this knowledge, you are the only one that I can trust with what I had to leave Central for."
"And what is that reason?" He leaned closer to her, and in hushed tones she told him.
"Because, just a few hours ago, I recieved a black rose, a rose that means something horrible, I was to recieve it once a certain group returned, a group that wants me dead. The last time that I saw them, the cult of the black rose, was when I defeated them several years ago. They told me, as they retreated, that one day they would return and dispose of me and all those that I care about. There would be mass massacre. Being as young as I was, barely 13, I paid no heed to them, because I thought that surely they would die before that day came. And now, I must flee, and take with me the one other person who knew of their boss, the man that betrayed his people, the man that loved the sight of blood. That man is the Fuhrer, King Bradley."
A/N
Okay then! There's the end of the chapter, hope that you all enjoyed it! Remember to review for me guys! Cause I love you all!
Chapter 5: All good things must come to an end Directly after Kara and Hughes exit Central there are a series of terrorist attacks on the military building and other random buildings that are more often than not crowded with people. Can Ed, Al, and Mustang find the source of the attacks before it's too late? Find out next time!
Review responses:
Waterswind: Thanks! I'm glad to have a new reviewer, and hope to see your name again!
LadyRiona: I know that she sort of seems weird, but don't worry, she is not intended for Ed, they are merely very good friends, after all, they've been traveling together for several years. He is intended for- well duh- Winry. They make such a cute couple.
Tsunade-chan: well, yeah, Mustang isn't a complete hothead, once he realizes that he's made a mistake he is more than willing to forgive.
miroku-has-darkness: Kara's codename is Goddess of the Elements simply because she can do many different sorts of alchemy. They call her GoE for short, because honestly, would you feel like calling her that? It's a mouthful.
Great hearing from all of you! See you next chapter! Sayounara!