AN-This may only be the prologue, but I think you might enjoy it….

Prologue: The Ishbalan War

The sky was lit up as fires burned throughout the city. The young alchemist looked around as he walked through his camp. Everywhere he looked men and women lie injured and bleeding.

The young alchemist couldn't believe his eyes at the sights he was seeing. He walked around to the medical tent and picked up his uniform, the name on the sign above read: "Dr. Antonio Mersad, State Alchemist of Healing".

He put on his uniform and proceeded into the tent, meeting up with other doctors, where he was eagerly greeted. "Dr. Mersad, you're finally here!"

"Oh, why hello Dr. Rockbell." Replied Antonio, who smiled seeing the fellow doctor. "Is your wife also involved in this war?"

Dr. Rockbell sighed and nodded his head. "She's in the other tent treating patients. Rumor has it that we going to be moved to another camp."

Antonio walked next to him and picked up a list of patients and casualties. "How many more days do you have left here?"

"About one more week", replied Dr. Rockbell, his tone sounding happier. "Then I can go home to my mother-in-law and my charming daughter."

"What's your daughter's name again?" asked Antonio, checking over the list in his hands.

"Winry. She's my little angel. She's staying with my mother-in-law." Dr. Rockbell walked over and picked up some medical equipment and walked outside to the many cots that were lined up filled with injured.

Antonio put down the list, washed his hands and prepared himself for the horrors he was about to face. He had heard that the ferocity of war was harsh, but he had never expected this much carnage.

He sighed, picked up the list and walked outside the tent to treat his many patients…..

"So you leaving now?" Antonio asked Dr. Rockbell, who was accompanied by his wife.

"Yes, we are needed at another camp, but rest assured, we're protected by alchemists, so we needn't worry."

"Which alchemists?" asked Antonio, who was helping the two pack their equipment.

Dr. Rockbell thought for a moment before answering the question. "I believe the Flame and Sewing Life alchemists." He then grabbed his bag and jumped onto the transport truck. "I wish you the best of luck Dr. Mersad!"

"And the best of luck to you Dr. Rockbell!" Antonio watched as the truck convoy drove off. He turned around and walked back to his camp. He walked inside and talked to one of the patients.

All of a sudden, a loud explosion echoed from outside him. He spun around to see what had happened and rushed outside.

He couldn't believe his eyes.

The truck convoy that Dr. Rockbell and his wife had taken had been caught by a sneak attack. Four out of the seven trucks in it were destroyed. Antonio ran towards the wreckage, screaming "Dr. Rockbell! Dr. Rockbell!"

"Get down!"

He was tackled by someone and thrown to the ground as bullets ricocheted around him. He looked at the man who tackled him and recognized him as Lt. Colonel Roy Mustang, the Flame alchemist.

"Lt. Colonel, tell me, was transport #27 hit?" yelled Antonio. The flame alchemist looked at the wreckage and bowed his head. "Transports 25, 26, 27, and 28 were hit. 27 took the most damage, as the attack was centered near it."

Antonio couldn't believe his ears. He looked at the burning wreckage that was once the convoy his friend was on. He got up and ran towards the wreckage.

"No you fool, get back here!" yelled Mustang as he ducked back down as bullets soared over his head.

Antonio blindly ran to the wreckage, searching for transport #27. He ran around the first truck and stood face-to-face with an Ishbalan soldier, pointing his gun right at him. He watched as the soldier aimed and pulled the trigger…….

AN-Well, I hope you don't mind the cliff-hanger, but Chapter 1 will be up soon! In fact, I work on it right now