(Chapter 3: Thanks for the Memories)

A/N: There is a contest for your own Story. I'll write you a story. Hell, you can do whatever you want. The rules are on my profile page. I apologize the wait for the next chapter. This chapter explains Raine's life and how it took a change. Her life isn't as perfect as you may think. Anyway, I hope you enjoy it J R & R and if you have an account message me some ideas you have, I may add them in. I'll credit you as well. For the last chapter, I had some ideas from Claire Aragon. She's a good writer and a nerd like me. Thank you for taking the time to read my story. J

Ciel: I'm a girl. Were you drunk?

Admin: xD nope. I'm just a messed up kid…

Ciel: I can tell.

Raine: haha.

Sebastian: Thebestgamerintheuniverse does not own us but she does own Raine and the story. *Bows*

(Raine's POV [as in the diary seen by her eyes])

I was born June 17, 1908 to my mother Scarlett Ann Mustang and my father Roy Joseph Mustang. I grew up in Risembool with my father whilst mother trained in Central. Father did the same when I turned three. I hardly saw him while he trained but I saw mother quite a bit. She would often tell me how beautiful my black hair was or how adorable my eyes were. I knew I resembled my father more than my mother. One day, when mother left, I went to stay with father. However, there was an ominous feeling that ghosted over the walls of the house. I had the doll my mother got me in my hands.

"Dad?" I asked when mother hadn't come home from wherever she went. He looked over at me. I held the doll close to me. "Where's mommy? Didn't she come home?"

A grim shadow fell over his face as his voice faltered. "She's not coming home Raine…"

"Sure she is! She said when she got back we would go on a adventure! Like she said! She has to be home-"

"She's gone sweety, there was a surprise attack. I'm going to help out in the war, stay here with Madam Christmas."

"No!" I insisted, grabbing his hand, "I'm going to help!"

"Raine, stop being a dumbass! Your mother's dead, she's never coming home. You are going to live with Madam Christmas by Friday. I got to go pack." He stormed up the stairs.

I stood there, trembling. In my five years of living, father had never raised his voice at me. I had never been punished. I felt tears fall down my face as I looked at the picture of all of us on the wall. I knew there would be no more family portraits like that. I ran to my room crying. I began to pray, like mother had taught me. I prayed for her to come back. I held the doll close to me, the only item I had left of her.

I went to the funeral. I looked over the freshly dug grave and the coffin that seemed like it would drag you into the depths of hell. I looked up to my father, whom was trembling with a hand to his forehead to a salute. Suddenly, he dropped to his knees and cried tears I'd never seen. Major Hughes held me in his arms. He was a family friend. He had tears rolling down his cheeks. I then heard more sobbing, turning to see Ed, Al, Winry, and Pinako. I cried harder till I passed out in Maes's arms.

xXx

I was six now, living with my grandmother. Father was still in the war, though there was news of it ending. I was walking to the flower shop, like I usually did, to get flowers for mother's grave. I smiled at Malone and ran to the graveyard, seeing a man perched over my mother's grave. I smiled and ran up to him, hoping he knew her. He turned to face me, an evil smirk on his face.

"Hello sir! Did you know my…mother?" I stopped dead in my tracks, looking up at the man's face.

There was Brown hair, it looked filthy. His eyes were a odd green color, it obviously wasn't natural. He had a beard that looked disgusting. It was full of old food and tobacco spit. I took a step back, trembling. He was at my mother's funeral. He was smiling as she was buried. My brain began to ponder, Should I run? Should I fight? Maybe I should go get help. I took another step back, frightened beyond belief.

"Hello my dear? Would you like some candy?" He smirked, taking a step towards me.

I took a step back, "No sir. My parents told me never to take candy from strangers." My body immediately said Run. So I turned to run. He ran after me.

"Ah, but don't you wanna be rebellious?" He snagged my arm, pulling me flat against his chest.

"Let go of me!" I struggled as a rag was placed over my mouth.

"Go ahead, struggle. It only makes the tightening feeling in your chest increase."

I felt my breathing falter as my chest clenched. I felt like I was falling, instead of flying. My vision became dotted as the drug pushed itself farther into my bloodstream. I felt my breathing become deeper as my vision grew dim, causing me to fall back into the man's arms. I couldn't move, my limbs were limp. I felt like I was dying. I closed my eyes.

"We'll take good care of you…" His voice echoed in my mind as complete darkness took over.

xXx

I awoke in a cage, completely nude except for a collar that was tight around my neck. I covered myself and looked out the bars. There were many other cages filled with kids like me. I whimpered and curled up, the cold breeze causing goose bumps to appear on my skin. I heard the door open and these men in lab coats walked towards me, pulling me out.

"Let me go!" I struggled.

"Silence!" A hand met my cheek, causing me to stumble. "You will obey."

My movements ceased as I looked up at the guy, my onyx eyes widening in fear. They began to pull me, mumbling to themselves. As I was led into another room, I noticed a boy around my age strapped to a table. I was put beside him and strapped down. I saw his frightened face, figuring that it mirrored mine. The men smirked and came close to me, holding a syringe. My eyes widened as my phobia kicked in. I screamed and moved against the restraints.

Suddenly, there was a sharp pain in my shoulder. I looked down to see a knife. The pain began as a searing burn that traveled up my body. I screamed and cried, the tears falling into the wound. Then, the syringe was pushed into me. I felt my veins burning as I began to cry out in agony. My entire body felt like it was engulfed in flames, and my head felt as though someone was stabbing it with a dull knife. Blood ran down in streams upon my face, causing fear to arise in my chest. Soon, I passed out.

xXx

I awoke in a void, a white empty void. There was a door, that was the only thing there. I blinked, remembering the pain. I sat down and began to weep, the tears disappearing. I was alone. I was scared. I was alone. I huddled on the ground, shaking. There was an evil laugh before the voice spoke:

"Hello."

"Who's there?" I turned to see a white figure that resembled me, "Who the hell are you?"

"Who am I? Oh, I'm so glad you asked. I am known by many names. I am truth, I am the universe, I am god. I am one, I am all. And I am also," It raised a finger and pointed to me eerily, "And I am also you."

"What?"

"You have dared to knock on the door, and now the door has open."

The gate behind me opened up with a whoosh of air. Black hands wrapped around me like barbwire, dragging me into the doorway's depts. I screamed in terror as I began to run. The doors of the gateway were the only thing I could grab. I cried out in freight as the doors began to close instead of open. Tears were rolling down my face.

"Quiet child, it'll be over soon enough." Truth smiled creepily.

I was hurled down a pathway. My head was in agony, as if someone was cutting my head. I screamed for it to stop. I opened my eyes, seeing a figure. It looked like my mom. I reached my hand out, tears rolling down my face. I was inching closer when suddenly, I was in the void again.

"Have fun?"

"No, I didn't."

"Well, thanks for your toll."

"Toll? What Toll?"

"Your….humanity." Was all I heard before I passed out.

xXx

"Are you okay?" A voice asked, effectively waking me up.

"I think so…." I lightly sat up, rubbing my head.

I opened my eyes and they were met with a rich, forest-green irises. He had medium length black hair that was curly. He smiled lightly, two ears twitching on the top of his head. I gasped. I had never been able to curse but as that moment, I felt that it was the right thing to do. I promptly squeaked and crawled back, immediately saying:

"Holy Shit! What the hell happened to you?"

The boy smirked, "First, I am Kellin Bostwick, call me Kellin Quinn instead. Second, I came here due to a freak accident in reading a book. Third, they performed experiments on us both and I'm not the only one with animal ears."

As soon as he said the last sentence, my hands reached up to touch my head. "HOLY-"

"Shh, Shh, Shh. Calm down." He mused, "It's fine."

"It is not fine." I curled up. "This is not happening….this is not happening…..this is not happening…"

"Look at me…erm…"

"Raine. Raine Ann Mustang." I cut him off.

"Yes well, it's okay. We're going to make it out alive."

"That's a very interesting statement, number 54." The fuehrer smirked.

My eyes widened and I crawled up to the bars of the cage. "Mr. Bradley!"

"Ah, Raine."

"Hey, could you get me out of here so I can go home?" I asked.

"No, I'm afraid not. You see, I own this place and I own you." He chuckled, "Surely, you've always known little Neko."

"Neko? Sir, please-"

"No, now torture her extra hard. She's his daughter." He stated as he walked out.

I sunk down, remembering how I had lunch with Selim, his son. We were best friends, I guess that didn't matter. I felt tears leak their way down my cheeks as Kellin comforted me. I cried into his bare shoulders, not caring that neither of us had any clothes. I soon found myself falling asleep in his arms. He petted my hair, singing songs to me till my eyelids closed and I felt myself sink into the depths of dreamland.

xXx

"M-M-Master! I'm so sorry I-"

"No! You will be severely punished from your actions, you cheap whore." A man who went by the name of Master yelled, a whip coming down on my back.

I yelped and arched in pain. "Wrong! Now call out the numbers!"

Kellin watched in tears in the corner, not letting Master seeing him watching. His wolf ears drooped and he caught himself holding the bracelet I made him with what little art supplies we had. My onyx eyes met his forest irises. Suddenly I felt a searing pain in my back as I squeaked out:

"One…"

"Hmm…..okay. Louder." The hooked whip came down on my back again.

"T-Two."

WHIP! "Louder you slut!"

"THREE!"

"There we are, now, scream!" WHIP!

"FOUR!"

"Only three more. Scream my pet, scream."

WHIP, WHIP, WHIP!

"FIVE, SIX, SEVEN!"

"There, now, I will bring both of you your food." Master stood and left.

As soon as the door closed, Kellin was next to me. "Raine! Oh my god, he really got you! I'll go get the rags." He ran towards the bathroom.

"No…" I whimpered and sat up, blood pouring down my bare back, "I deserved it…"

"You told him to stop raping you because it hurt. There is nothing wrong with that." He lightly dabbed at my wounds.

I whimpered slightly, "I want to go home. I'm ten years old, I shouldn't have to go through this."

"I know, neither of us should. Hell, nobody here should. I know how to get out of here, I'll tell you tonight." Kellin kissed my swollen, bruised lips.

"Okay." I smiled lightly when he put the bandages on my wounds.

I reached my arm to caress his cheek when he grabbed my wrist. "You've been cutting yourself again."

"Who cares? They just add to what the Master puts on me. I deserve every single wound he inflicts on me."

"Stop saying that!" He slapped me, "You don't deserve to be hurt at all!"

"Kellin…." I looked down.

"Oh…I'm sorry but you got to quit being so negative!"

"It's fine. I deserved it…"

"That one," He chuckled, "You kinda did."

"I love you Kellin." I smiled and hugged him.

"I love you too Raine…" He kissed my cheek.

We loved each other as siblings and nothing more. We gagged at the thought of being in love. We thought we would never have the chance to experience the foolish thing of love. Kellin was always there to protect me and tell me everything was alright. I smiled, looking into his eyes. I saw that he had a fondness for me in them. Neither of us had, had our first kiss. I leaned towards him and he did the same to me. Suddenly, the door opened and Master walked in.

"Good Kel, you made her presentable, good work my pet. Now both of you, crawl to the dining room and present yourself to our guests."

"Yes Master." We both said and began to crawl.

"Not you." Master grabbed my hair and yanked me back, "You are going to perform for me."

xXx

My entire being burned. My head hurt from having my hair yanked and pulled on. I crawled on my sore knees, barely holding back my tears. My mouth was raw and stretched obscenely, causing even more pain. I saw Kellin waiting for me. He sighed and crawled into the dining room with me, presenting ourselves. I heard them gasp when they took in the sight of me.

"Look, she's a little slut. Got some from her master, she did." A woman laughed.

"Yes quite." Another man chuckled along with her.

"Ah, it seems that he has taught you well." The man nearest to us commented. "So tell me, what's your name?"

I stayed quiet and looked at Kellin. "She doesn't like to talk sir…" He whispered.

"You little bitch!" The man slapped Kellin. "I did not give you permission to speak. Now girl, what is your name?"

I looked down, keeping my eyes to the floor. I refused to speak, not to those that would just hurt me. My entire body ached. Kellin gave me a longing look. I sighed and kept from looking up at the man. I had burns on my knees from where Master had burned them last week and they were bleeding from being on the floor. I looked over at Kellin and then took a deep breath.

"It's….Raine Mustang, s-sir." I whimpered.

"The Colonel's daughter?!" The entire room gasped, except for Kellin of course.

"Why yes, she is," My master walked in, "I took her when she was only three."

It was six you bastard…

"She's so obedient. She does what ever I ask for. She's such the perfect little slave." He smirked down at me, "Right my little whore?"

I bit my lip and looked down. I never took kindly to being called a whore. It hurt me, to be honest. I lightly nodded, avoiding everyone's intense gaze. They were all laughing and chatting like old friends. As if we were eavesdropping. Till, the subject of us being sold came up. Kellin and I exchanged a look as they began to listen to my master.

"They are both twenty thousand cenz."

"Hmm….pricy." The woman sighed.

"I am aware. They are not virgins, and they are my best ones." Master smirked, "Who wants-"

"You can't sale us!" I yelled, standing up.

I was back handed and dragged away by my hair. Everyone laughed at my yelps of pain. Blood was flowing from my head as the pain surged through me. I was thrown into a room, a foot pressing down painfully on my chest. I bit my lip and looked up at my master. His eyes had rage flowing through them. He clasped chain cuffs to my wrists that connected to the ceiling. He then used the mechanism to lift me off the floor by my arms, leaving me dangling. He took my face into his hands.

"Oh, sweetheart." He hissed in a sickeningly sweet voice, "You need to be more obedient."

I couldn't speak as he looked over his instruments….

xXx

My arms were hurting tremendously but it had become a dull ache after hours of hanging. Blood was pooling between my legs. There was other fluids covering me, but I'd rather have those then the blood. I could see myself in the mirror slightly, seeing my back. It was a creepy tree that spread throughout my entire back. Right beside it was a body hanging with a tombstone on the ground beside it. My arms had my cuts and other things he had drawn. On my inner thigh was a bird with a bleeding heart in its mouth that said "Death is fate and destiny-bound to happen, but love is only an illusion of the mind."

I knew there were others I couldn't see. I knew they would leave scars. I whimpered softly, recalling every blade that was pushed into my flesh, every whip that was brought down on my body, and every single burn. I chewed on my lip roughly when the door creaked open. I immediately dropped my head to just hang limply between my shoulders. I felt fear sink in as the visitor walked closer. I knew it was Master, for only he had the key to this room. But when someone caressed my cheek and made a sound of concern. I looked up to see Kellin.

"Kel…" I choked out.

"Shush, I'm gonna get you out of here." He produced a key and unlocked the shackles, helping me down to rest on my feet.

I cried out softly, the pins and needles shooting up my legs. I wobbled before falling forward, Kellin catching me. He put some clothes over me and helped me out the door, me limping slightly. I was helped down the stairs as well, nearing the front door. Blood was dripping onto the floor with each step. I felt a smile play on my lips when I saw it. The exit, the light at the end of the tunnel-the door. I backed off of Kellin and grabbed some clothes he had waiting by the door for me.

"Ready?" He whispered.

I nodded, unable to speak. He unlocked the door, freezing when he heard the floor upstairs creak. He pushed it open, grabbing my hand. He began to run, noting the front gate. He unlocked it, dragging me with him. I could hear our Master screaming in frustration. I felt pain suddenly as a crack echoed throughout the air. My leg flared up in agony as I yelped and rolled forward.

"Raine!" Kellin yelled, lifting me into his arms, "We're not going to give up!" He began to run, me in tow.

"Kellin…leave me here…save yourself." I whimpered when a shot struck my arm.

"Raine!" He ran faster, "No, I'm not leaving a beautiful girl like you behind!"

"B-Beautiful?"

"Yes-" I was hit again, a screech coming from me.

The pain was excruciating and I whimpered, tears flowing down my face. Kellin was hit as well, him tumbling to the ground with me flying forward. I crawled over to him as tears were rolling down his face like mine. I panted in pain as he pulled me close. I ran my hands through his hair. He smiled and did the same to me. We both giggled slightly, looking at each other. There was a pull of blood beginning to appear around us.

"So this…..This is it Kellin." I mumbled. "We're going to die…."

"Yeah, we are." He smiled back weakly. "But, I'm going to give you something first."

"Wha-" I was cut off by his lips.

My eyes widened, not expecting that. I am ten, I don't know how to kiss. I began to go with it, blushing darkly. He pulled away, blushing himself. It was slightly awkward but I appreciated it. I hugged him as our master walked closer. Suddenly, black boots appeared five feet from our heads. I looked up to she the man was wearing a blue uniform of some sort. He had black onyx hair and eyes as he glared at our master. I whimpered as my hair was yanked by my owner. He did the same to Kellin.

"Bitch, don't you ever escape again damn it! You will receive such severe punishment, you'll be underground near the old tree." He began to drag us.

"Help!" I yelled.

The man snapped and fire appeared in front of my master, stopping him. "What the hell?"

"You are in Central, I am a soldier. I'm afraid I'm going to have to arrest you for human trafficking." The man hissed.

"Just who the hell are you?"

"I am The Flame Alchemist. I am Colonel Roy Joseph Mustang." He smirked.

My eyes widened once more. I barely choked out, "Colonel…" His name slipped off my tongue. It sounded so familiar.

"Let them go." Mustang snarled.

"Never." Master smirked, pulling me up by my hair and placing a gun to my head.

"No-"

"Utter another word bitch or tell them about anything I did to you and I'll kill Kellin and torture you while he bleeds out." Master snarled before surrendering.

My eyes were wide with fear, the dirt getting into my wounds. I looked down at the ground before falling forward, the light going dim. Kellin crawled over to me and held me in his arms, comforting me. He lightly sung to me, running his hands through my blood clotted hair. He always made me feel better. I closed my eyes and let darkness overtake me.

xXx

I awoke in a hospital, Roy smiling at me. "Oh, you're awake."

I slowly nodded and looked around, seeing Kellin in a bed just like mine. He had bandages covering him, making him look much like a mummy. I didn't know he was hurt this bad. He always wore a shirt when I saw him. He wasn't moving, other than breathing, there were no signs of life. I walked over to him and lay beside him, taking his cold clammy hand within mine. His skin was snow white making him look dead. I curled up in his arms and felt them lazily drape around me. I looked up to see forest eyes looking down at me.

"Raine…you're awake. I'm glad…" He pushed a piece of hair weakly out of my face.

"Kellin…." I hugged him, careful of his injuries.

"Ah, so you both are awake. Now, Miss, please come to your bed-"

"NO!" I snapped my fingers and fire singed past Roy, hitting the wall.

"Shit!" He jumped out of the way.

I looked at my hands and then at Kellin, tears coming to my eyes. I snuggled into him, crying into his shoulder. I never had liked alchemy. I had it used on me so much when I was with Master. Kellin lightly sung to me, rubbing my hair. I snuggled closer when Roy stepped closer.

"You just used flame alchemy. Where did you learn that?" Roy asked, softly.

"I-I…." I stuttered.

"It's okay…"

"I don't know!" I screamed.

"Shh…shh. It's okay." Roy smiled, stepping back.

"Colonel." The doctor motioned him out into the hall.

Kellin smiled down at me and kissed me tenderly, his ears flicking. I smiled and twitched mine. Suddenly, Roy slammed the door open excitedly. He grinned widely, running up to me. I squeaked and hid in Kellin's arms. He sighed and opened his arms lightly. Roy smiled and showed me the paper.

"Um…" I looked at him.

"The blood tests came back. You're Raine right? Well, I would like to say they show that you are my daughter!" Roy laughed.

My face turned from one of shock to one of disgust. I glared at him and bared my fangs, jumping up and looking him into the eye. My hand curled into a fist until my claws were drawing blood from my palm. I slapped Roy and he went down. I stood over them, my fists clenched.

"You bastard! You gave up on me when I went missing! I was right here in Central and nobody looked for me! You expect me to see you as my 'father' when you didn't save me? I was raped, beat, cut, tortured-everything you considered bad. And no one helped me." I glared and felt tears roll down my face. "I will never see you as my father again!"

Roy had sadness in his eyes. He let a tear roll down his face as he stood up. He looked at me, pulling me into his arms. I struggled but he began to cry and I froze. Kellin was smiling weakly and nodding. I put my arms awkwardly around Roy's back. I chewed on my lip nervously, not used to contact.

"I never gave up. I kept searching and searching. I looked all over Amestris. I even sent some out into the Liore Desert. And yet, there was no sign of you. Me and the girls-"

"Hold on. You and the girls?" I hissed.

"Madam Christmas's girls. I've been very lonely and they are very helpful-"

I slapped him again and kicked him to the floor. "No, you have been cheating on Mom! You had promised her you wouldn't ever have anyone else!"

Roy stood up, "Raine….look. Scarlett is dead. She was killed a long time ago."

"I don't care! You are not my father! And you never will be." I hissed as I stormed past him.

xXx (Ciel's POV)

It ended there. I closed the book, my eyes widening. She had been through almost exactly what I had been through, if not worse. She literally had seen Hell, and lived it as well. I chewed my lip, feeling unprotected. Sebastian was not here bringing me my tea. He wasn't here to protect me if I was kidnapped or beaten-worse even. There was this strange aura about Raine. Something I didn't like. I turned and saw a paper on the floor. It seemed to be a letter, addressed to her.

Don Valentine,

I am glad to inform you of a treaty agreement I wish to have with you. Our branches of the Mafia may be quite different, even so, I wish to unite them. I wish no longer to fight with you and your branch. You have been trained in the many ways of the Assassins, I am quite aware, and I know that you could easily have slit my throat by now. I do so hope to see you.

Meet me at the Risembool Mines on Saturday at Five o'clock. Come with very few men and I will do the same.

-Don Calixo

I looked at the calendar and saw the days crossed out until it was Saturday, which was today, and then the clock on the wall stated it was nearly twelve in the morning. I gasped and stood up. I knew not of the mines but I had a gun with me at all times. I could at least protect her. I ran for the entrance, hoping I wasn't too late. As I reached the chestnut door, someone had rapped their knuckles upon it. I opened it to see a man, one with long flowing hair and green eyes, regarding me with a alarmed expression. In his arms, quite bloodied, was Raine. Her head lay limply off the man's arm. She was breathing, as her chest lifted and fell rhythmically. I moved aside so he could bring her in.

"What in the bloody hell is going on here?" I asked.

"Do you have any bandages?" The man asked, "Oh and some alcohol and a shot glass would be good. It would disinfect her wounds."

"I don't bloody know! I'm from London! How the devil do you expect me to help?" I was slightly panicking, my asthma beginning to arise and make me cough.

"I'll go find them." He sighed. "Wait here."

"Wait! Who the bloody hell are you?" I hissed.

He turned with a smirk that resembled Sebastian's and said, "Kellin."