Now, It's time for the next chapter. Once again, sorry for taking so long.

Now Anna can finally learn alchemy. Or at lest try to learn it...

Anna:What was that?

Amber: Nothin'... Anyway,

Disclaimer time!

Lei: Why am I doing the disclaimer?

Amber: Because like, my other ocs: Anna, Helen and Kelvin, I own you.

Lei: Fine. Anyway, Amberintheflame does not own Fullmetal alchemist or any other reference she may make.

Anna: Also, we would like to thank Goldenfightergirl,YumeNina, and elysenjazz! for your support.

Amber: Now, with further a due, Here's the next chapter of A not-so-normal story.

Lei: Enjoy.

Helen's P.O.V (3rd person this time.)

Helen watched her charge from her lovely little spot in the sky, giggling manically.

Sicking Armstrong on Anna must have been the funniest thing she's seen in quite a while. "Oh what wonderful youth of curiousness!" The man bellowed and Anna seemed to visibly gag.

Hilarious.

"Can't you just give the poor girl a break?" A familiar bespectacled man came into view. her giggling grew louder and more sinister, causing the latter to shrink back. Once he realized his sign of weakness, he straightened back up, pushing the glasses up the bridge of his nose.

"It's the poor girls first day at being tested. She was dead less than twelve hours ago."

"Oh? Are you really in that sort of position to scold me? First of all I'm your elder so you should listen to me. Also, instead of watching out for our plain little heroine, you should be watching your own back." She leered at him and he shivered. Some how, he felt a sense of uneasiness.

"W-well anyway." He stuttered, once again trying to fix his composure "Y-you s-should try and give that poor girl some compassion." He than ran away, a metaphoric tail between his legs.

Rolling her eyes at her wimpy past victim she glanced at the her current toy.

"He better watch his back.." She muttered, watching Anna leave the train and parting ways with Armstrong, a sigh or relief escaping her lips as she walked off.

I, of course, followed.

Anna's P.O.V

I was lost.

In a big city.

With no map or money.

On my own.

I hate my luck.

Once I had arrived at Eastern, I left the train station without a second thought. My only goal at the time was to get away for any sparkly large men in the facility. (*cough* Armstrong *cough*) was that such a crime?

Apparently. Sighing I sat down a a street side bench by a cute little flower shop. Might as well check inside my bag to see what I'm stuck with.

Inside I found three things. My damp cloths, A loaf of bread, and a large book. It was labeled "How to learn alchemy for dummies (This means you) By: Helen Angelical" My vain throbbed and I threw the book to the ground.

"I know I don't know Alchemy yet but you don't have to be so rude about it!" I yell up at the sky shaking my fists.

The people walking along the road at the time stopped and stared. I giggle nervously and wave at them. Shrugging, tragic continued and I slouched down in relief. Of course that relief couldn't last as I felt myself be pulled up off the ground by the back of my shirt collar. The person I presume was holding me scolded me in a gruff voice, "You're hurting business. Go away"

In panic I struggle. Buff voice of doom says to go away. But I have no place to go.

"No, wait! I have no place to go!" And so I tell the buff voice of doom I have nothing. Go me!

The hand lifting me up paused, as if considering what I said, and than placed me down onto the ground. Slow enough so I could gain my balance.

wow, that actually worked. But just for being cautious "You're not going to eat me, right?"

Then the guy gave a hardy chuckle. Turning, I see not what I expect. Instead of a tough looking brute with battle scars and such, I saw a man in his late twenties, who was quite tall and somewhat cool looking.

I could confidentially say his voice didn't match his look at all. He looked at me with a carefree smile. "Your a funny kid, you know that? If you got no place to go, you could have just said so. Come on in. We'll talk there."

And so I found myself being escorted by a rough voiced florist into his home.

Once we were both in his kitchen, he began to attack me with questions.

"First. Who are you?" I look at him, as if seeing if I could tell the truth. He seemed nice enough, so I did. Well, most of the truth.

"I'm Anna Richard. Twelve years old." He smiled at me. "Well it's nice to meet you, little lady. I'm Kelvin Ohara but you can call me Kelvin." I nod "So, whats a kid with no money like you doing out here in a big city like Eastern."

"Well." I trailed off, thinking of something to say. "An aquatint of mine sent me off to learn alchemy. Although I must say, I have absolutely no idea what it is."

"What about this?" He questioned holding up the book I had thrown earlier. I had complacently forgotten about that.

"Oh! That's just my friend's" I spat out the word at the thought of Helen "cruel sense of humor there."

"Really?" he asked with a raised brow, flipping through the pages. "It seems pretty informant to me."

Now it was my turn to be surprised. I didn't expect that angel to really help me. "Then do you think I can learn alchemy from it?" He looked at me.

"I don't know, this book seems quite advanced for a book for dummies. Maybe you should get a teacher to help you."

I gave him a panicked gaze. "I don't know where to find a teacher for alchemy! and even if I did, I'm still money less and homeless." While I was panicking, a soft chuckle came from the florist.

Soon, noises of alchemy could be heard in the background. I ignored them and continued to think.

Light flash.

Think.

Light flash.

Think.

Light flash.

Think. 'These light flashes were really hurting my concentration' I mused.

"JUST LOOK OVER HERE ALREADY!" I jumped at the booming voice and quickly turned my attention to Kelvin, who was standing proudly and slightly tired to a large stone horse statue, which seemed to be on top of a circle or sorts. Several gaps of similar stone were on the floor surrounding it.

"I can do alchemy." He painted, annoyed. "I'll be your teacher."

I blink at him. How did that giant horse get there? Why is there a circle underneath it? It this alchemy?

With questions still swarming in my head, I turn to look him in the eye. "Please teach me it."

How fortunate to find such a nice guy as my teacher.

Of course, such luck could only last again for so long.

The next day, my first lesson of alchemy began. It was hard to say the least. Hard and stressful.

Now most people would think "Oh, if he runs a flower shop, he must be friendly and soft." Wrong!

If you look past his kind looking exterior, my new teacher was the devil reincarnate. A true spartan trained in the arts of torture.

It started in the morning to the loud clanking sound of two pans and a large voice yelling "Rise and shine" right into my eardrum. At 6:00 A.M

I was not a happy camper but I didn't have much a choice. I dressed into a uniform for the flower shop and ran down stairs to where Kelvin would be waiting.

He had a time watch in his hands. "It took you A whole seven minutes to get ready. Next time I expect you to come down quicker." I gulp.

"Now, because you need to work at the flower shop from eight A.M to six P.M to pay off living expenses and teaching expenses. I'll teach alchemy from six to seven A.M and from Eight to Ten P.M."

That means only eight hours of sleep. and no breakfast.

"Now, I'm going to teach you the basis of alchemy, listen up!"

I groan and walk over to him. This was going to be a long day.

And cut!

How fun it is to write scary teachers, sadistic angles, and scary cats.

Very fun.

Next time Anna finally gets to meat some more to the characters in Fullmetal Alchemist. So look forward to it.

Helen: And don't to forget to review. fufufufu...

Bye~

Preview:

"Anna, even if you aren't planing to leave this town, you'll still have to fight anyway. We both know you'd find a way."

I pout "Oh! Name one time." He gave a mock look of recollection

"Hmm, let's see... Well first, when those thugs came to town, you some how upset their leader"

"It's not my fault they weren't looking where they were going!"

"And that time where you battled with that dog."

"It was rabid! Pounced on me first!"

"And that time where you got into a fight with that old lady..."

"Shut up!"