AUTHER'S NOTE
hey! this is my first story, it is bassed off a martyr story I had to do in SS i thought it would make a good story.
Edward- 16, (little OOC)
Alphonse- 8 yeah, im VARY off
Summary: Edwards a slave boy being threatend for his relign(i know he dosent really believe in God, he's OOC.)Not as bad as it sounds.
The young slave boy looked up from his hard work, he had been working all day, the sun was now starting to go down.
He ran his hand through his blonde bangs, wiping some of the sweat from his durty face. Though his face was well built. He had strong arms, one metal. Do to an acident long ago. Brod chest, slightly short, with his worn-soul bareing golden eyes which seemed to have seen more than a young man of 16 should.
As the slave masters' began calling their slaves in for the night, he heard a young voice coming from his left. A small boy of only 8 came running up to him with a large grin on his muddy face. "Edward! Hey! Brother!".
Edward looked over to the boy and smiled, "Hey Alphonse, what's up?" Edward bent down and ruffled the young boy's hair. " Brother! are you going to tell use the stories tonight?!?" The young boy asked excitedly.
Edward quickly hushed the boy as he saw a man walking up to them. "You two should go now", he said with a sterness in his voice that sent chills up Edward's back. "Yes sir, Mustang. Alphonse and I were just leaving. Come on Al.", While he talked he never let his glare leave the older man.
They walked away from the man, leaving him glaring back at them.
AUTHER'S NOTE
I hope it was ok, it was my first one. k? well review and no flames please! thank you
BU BYE!!!
God Bless 3