Authors Blog: So I drew some stuff….And I've made a wix account so you all can see them…however I have to get to a scanner first. So by next chapter they will be scanner and you will have a link.

This Chapter is the first of this story to be not re-written from before. So it may be shorter, but that is because I want to post often, while still drawing…I have 4 stories I am working on now!!

Chapter 5

Edward was estatic to have received an invitation to watch the exams. He was looking foreword to seeing what the hopefuls would try in their practical. He hadn't seen one since his own.

Everyone seemed to be doing a fairly good job, but no one seemed to stand out. He had been allowed…more like assigned, to be one of the markers of the written exam. Thankfully, only 3 of the many exams he marked were not high enough to continue, and thankfully, her didn't have the authority to tell them they had to go home. He also was allowed to be present at most of the interviews. He hopped when he walked into his own those many years ago, that he hadn't looked as nervous, or downright frightened.

The Actually application exam was what he was really looking forward to however. Watching people perform alchemy was one of his favourite pass times. Watching and commenting on their ability was his assignment.

Sitting behind the main table on the left of the Fuhrur was an honourable place to sit, but for Edward, it was a torture sentence. Mustang was famous for his teasing of the Teenage Alchemist, and if a comment was able to be made about Edward's findings, he would.

He was writing down his approval of a particular Alchemist when suddenly a red headed man yelled, "What's a GIRL doing trying out for the State Alchemist Title. Pretty girls like you should be in a kitchen." He couldn't believe someone would say that.

Amelia took to it and pushed her way to the front.

The Fullmetal Alchemist could tell that she was nervous instantly. Her eyes looked almost as lost as she looked around the circle of the crowd. He watched her put on her gloves on her hands, and flex her automail fingers. A gust of wind caught one of the trees and its leaves blew around the arena. Amelia caught one in her fingers and brought it to her face.

Kneeling on the ground, she placed the leaf, before clapping her gloved hands together and placing them on the ground. The ground sparked brightly, before a mud and wooden figure could be seen where there once wasn't.

Laughter filled the wind from everyone who was trying out for the title as they heaved with laughter.

"That's what she makes to prove herself!"

"Wow I never knew one so pathetic could think she could make it into the military."

"What a joke!"

She made a fist with her automail as she walked over to the mini pond. She placed her hands barely on the surface and the water glowed brightly. Silence filled the area as she lifted both her hands and the water shot out of the pond into the air. Instantly, the water became an icy dagger.

She stomped with her right foot, the gold alchemy circle glowing, before the erie sparkle of her red heel blazed. A small bulls eye was now covering the stomach of the figure. She threw her hands forward and the huge icy dagger flew hitting the wooden and mud figure in the very centre of the bulls eye. The wood and mud instantly completely froze toppling over and, finally exploding into a giant mud puddle and a cascade of falling leaves.

The crowd was silent.

Shutting her eyes, forcing out a smile, she held herself up standing tall and proud, even with her body protesting. She wouldn't show how tired that had made her. How weak she felt, and how much effort it took to hold herself together. She saluted the Fhurer with a confident smile and walked to the back of the circle before taking a seat besides the rest of the potentials that had performed their alchemy.

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Mustang smiled. Amelia was an amazing alchemist. The two of them grew up together, her using water and ice, and him fire. They practiced together constantly when they were younger. It didn't matter to him that he was so much older, her knowledge and ability were surprising even then.

But this move surprised even himself. He told himself that he wouldn't be biased and choose her just because she was his sister, and he promised himself he wouldn't choose her just because he knew she was good already, and would be good for the military.

This however, proved that she should be a State Alchemist.

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The wind had finally died down outside the Main Central HQ building. The only body that could be seen was sitting on top of the roof; A small blonde female, staring at the examining ground.

She was now a State Alchemist. The Freeze was an official State Alchemist.

Running her flesh hand over her metal arm, a small blush painted itself on her cheeks. Mustang had made her the Fullmetal's new partner. She remembered telling her brother in private that he was playing with fire, before the two of the burst out laughing and Hawkeye came rushing into his office.

She still couldn't believe it. Nothing good could come from being Ed's partner. Mustang had used the excuse that while he was looking for the philosopher's stone, she could be a great help knowing about human transmutation herself, while being careful not to let the Fullmetal Alchemist in on her secret.

But Mustang would never understand how much she knew, and how obvious it was to others who had performed the transmutation who else had as well. No one else could ever know if she had anything to do about it. But it was becoming increasingly difficult.

She could feel it.

She was loosing control.

What hope she held most precious to her being was fading quickly. The small shreds and scraps of humanity that held her together was disappearing. Envy was right. She needed to go see the homunculi. She needed to do her exercises. She needed the Master more now then she ever did before.

Yet she wouldn't. She never could again. She needed to stay pure now, for the sake of the military, her brother, her new partner and his brother, and her curse.

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Edward was in a dark room. The only light was shinning from a small crease in the wall opposite him. To him it looked like a misty doorway. But it couldn't be a doorway because there was no door. Yet the misty crease was becoming larger. Suddenly, red liquid started rushing through the slit in the wall.

"Red water?" Ed whispered to himself. "What's it doing here?" The water was thin, flowing underneath and around his boots.

"No, this isn't red water. It would do what it did last time. I would be loosing myself to its power, and I would be glowing blue…which I'm not…" He was tempted to run his flesh hand through it just to make sure, before rethinking it. He didn't dare dip his auto-mail hand into the liquid either.

He walked toward the slit in the wall stopping right before it. The crease suddenly opened completely, but no more red water than before exited the space. Ed's eyes widened. Before him was the gate. It glowed bright, in all its golden glory. He turned his head around, to still see the black wall behind him with what looked like a large rectangle cut out of it.

"Edward Elric," A voice whispered filling the room. "Edward Elric, do not be discouraged. Do not feel pain. Soon Edward soon."

It was if the very room was whispering to him. The voice was calm and encouraging. It was soft yet firm. It made him instantly relaxed, not what he was used to when he met with the gate.

"Edward Elric, the time will come soon, be prepared. Events are about to happen. You are one of my few…one of the few to survive. Do not let your heart be torn and discouraged. Do not let your mind be deceived. Do not give up. Be strong, be powerful, be mindful. Your hopes, dreams, and ultimate desires are near. Soon Edward, soon."

Ed had decided that it was not the room but the gateway itself talking to him, but how? How was the gate talking to him? He didn't remember doing a transmutation to put him in front of the gate again.

"Edward…Edward…Edward…Ed…Ed…" The voice started to dim. Ed was suddenly aware of being shaken. He opened his eyes to see blonde hair and blue eyes staring at him and shaking him.

"Finally your awake, the next stop is ours, we have to get off the train." Amelia continued shaking him until he gave a half-hearted push.

His brother was trying to hide his laughter in the seat across.

"Next stop Ranamade. Border of Western State, and highway to Desemar, home to the Western Military Head Quarters." A loud clear voice spoke while walking down the train isle.

"Welcome to my part of the world boys. The less time we spend here the better, watch your step, this isn't the safest town in the Western State…if there is a safe town in the West."