Disclaimer: I don't Fullmetal Alchemist, I never have and never will.

A/N - I'm bored, I've got a new job, I just totaled my first and only car, I'm in my first semester of college, and I'm out of story ideas. So, I either need to risk never writing fanfictions again and take a 'writer's block' break, or continue writing stories no matter how strange and stupid they are until I get new, good ideas. I'm for the latter, what about you?

A Fairy Tale of History

"Blue and white uniforms of all sizes, decorated with gold stripes and stars and rainbows of rank bars, stood in twenty long lines of about thirty. All six hundred men were armed and ready for battle. These were no ordinary men, they were soldiers of the Amestris State Military. Among these men, are the select few who have an extraordinary ability to use Alchemy in the name of Amestris. These men are known as State Alchemists, each with his own unique and special title. Their mission was all the same, to destroy the enemy with no hesitation. No regret.

"He was known as the Flame Alchemist. A man who could create and control fire just by snapping his fingers. A man who killed thousands of Ishvallians; men, woman and even children. A man who, since that day, can not remove the smell of burning flesh and fresh blood from his clothes, even though his clothes have been replaced many a times.

"A man who hid behind his fear, sorrow and regret by flirting with woman and chasing after mini skirts. A man who took pride and teasing children of their height... or lack there of. A man who remained faithful and loyal to his country and men till the very end.

"This man was The Flame Alchemist and youngest Fuhrer of Amestris. Behind him was his five faithful and loyal subordinates, all men. But beside him, was a strong woman. Sharpshooter and right hand man to The Flame. And from the first day they met, they never parted. Never went down separate paths. And never turned their back on the other. Together they fought side-by-side..."

A woman of twenty-five closed a notebook and placed it on her lap. She smiled sweetly and tucked her two children into bed tightly. The story she read her children was not a made up Fairy tale, but a little bit of history from long ago. A bit of her past and theirs as well. For the story was not about a white knight and his princess, but of her great-great grandfather and his wife, the only female to ever each the high rank of General.

A/N - not what I expected, but okay I guess.

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