Merry Christmas everyone! So here's my gift to you The second chapter and at the bottom will be one Character Profile of one of the OC's, I'll be adding one to all of the chapter's from now on so hope you enjoy!

Chapter 2

Joseph was out for a walk into the town of Resembool to look for a new setting he wanted to paint. The boy had painted almost everywhere around his grandfather's and his families houses, he now wanted to paint something around the town. The boy stopped when he got a good scene of the town and sat down in the grass as he prepared his paints and canvas for the work he was going to do. The boy first went with a few greys of the building's in his view before he went back in with a few light blues and a smidgen of brown within it. The boy only paused his work when he heard the whistle of the train not to far from his area, signifying the morning train was coming around.

"Wonder if any alchemists are going to get off just to meet grandpa…" Joseph muttered to himself, as it was a common occurrence for budding Alchemists to come to the small town just to meet with the famed Fullmetal Alchemist. Shaking his head slightly when a memory of one of said alchemists came around to ask his grandpa to train him, only to be flat out denied by the ex-alchemist.

Halfway through his painting, Joseph paused his work, leaving his paint brush off of his canvas so it wouldn't drip. The brown hair boy noticed that it was already mid-day, signifying he had been out there for at least two hours, and that someone was stumbling his way on the path from the train station. Curious the boy set his painting supplies down and left his spot for a closer investigation of the person. When he got closer he saw it was a young Xingese boy with short hair, that if he had gotten closer he would have seen that it would have been freshly cut within the last few days, dark clothing that still held the foreign air of the country of Xing and a backpack hanging from his shoulders. After all the first part of observations he had of the boy… he noticed how worn down the boy looked and that if he continued on he would collapse soon.

"Hey, you okay?" Joseph asked as he hurried down closer to the boy, said boy looked over and stopped walking. The minute the Xingese boy's legs stopped their movement he collapsed onto his knees causing Joseph to run over to the boy's side. "Hey what happened?" A sudden growl from the boy's stomach caused Joseph to look at the boy with confusion.

"S-Sorry… ran out of food… three days ago… and water yesterday…" The boy said, his Amestrian sounding a little strained through his Xing accent. The brown haired boy sighed as he helped the hungry boy up.

"Come on… I'm sure Grandpa won't mind food being used for a good cause," Joseph sighed and a few steps into their walk the artist spoke back up. "So what's your name by the way?"

"Tan-Lan… you?"

"Joseph."

...

Joseph was instantly regretting bringing Tan-Lan to his grandfather's home. The Xingese boy had practically devoured the entire pantry before he seemed content. Sure Joseph could have brought Tan-Lan to his home… but after his sister almost burning down the house for the fifth time just trying to make popcorn, they were not allowed to even touch food there unless it had been made by their family members… or Joseph was being taught how to cook.

"Got any desert?" Tan-Lan asked, finishing the last bag of chips and resting his cheek on his right hand.

"N-no… no we don't, sorry," Joseph responded, not wanting to lose anymore food and getting both his Grandpa and Grandma mad at him. Tan-Lan sighed at this response and opted instead for leaning back into his seat at the table as well as grabbing a fruit from the bowl on the table. Joseph just grimaced internally, feeling like he wouldn't be able to eat for a while after seeing the large portion eaten by a kid who looked no older than himself.

"Bummer. I could have gone for trying some Amestrian sweets," Tan-Lan sighed, his disappointment showing.

Where are Grandpa and Grandma when I need them? Joseph thought as he started picking up the garbage. The boy stopped his work when a small figure once again latched onto his back and caused him to fall to the ground face first.

"There you are Big Brother~" Maria chirped as she continued to hug her brother. Joseph groaned at his sister.

"Maria we have a guest here!"

"Don't mind me, continue whatever it is you're doing," Tan-Lan responded, waving one hand as the other held an apple in it up to his mouth. Maria looked over to the older boy, eyes instantly alit with wonder and a chance at hearing about an adventure.

"YOU'RE FROM XING RIGHT?!" Maria practically screamed, leaping off her brother's back and in front of the young Prince in nearly an instant.

"Yeesh you are loud…." Tan-Lan hissed, picking at his ear a bit from the volume directed at him. "But yeah I'm from Xing… what of it?"

"Tell me about your travels!" Maria squealed out, bouncing a bit in place as she did.

"Well the trains where long, had to walk through a few crowds and towns to get to the next one… not much else to mention," Tan-Lan shrugged as he rubbed a hand through his hair with a frown, as if he wasn't used to it being so short. Maria's shoulders slumped as she looked down with an "Oh.." There was a silence for a while then, till the sound of a door opening caught their attention as well as a sudden scream from the kitchen.

"DID LING COME BY WITHOUT LETTING ME KNOW?! I SWEAR EVEN IF HE IS THE EMPEROR I WILL KICK HIS ASS!"

"Oh boy… Grandpa's in one of his rant's again…" Joseph muttered as he slowly backed away from the doorway to the kitchen. Tan-Lan flinched in his seat at the mention of his own grandfather, as well as the sheer loudness of the voice. Maria just grinned as she turned and took a seat at the table, waiting for her own grandfather to come in, which he quickly did.

"WHO LET THE IDIOT… wait where's Ling… and who the hell is that?" Edward asked, calming down from his earlier anger into confusion.

"Grandpa… we don't even know a 'Ling' and this is-" Joseph started to explain, only to be interrupted by the young prince.

"Name's Tan-Lan… and why are you talking about the Emperor like you know him you old fart?" Tan-Lan asked as he quirked a brow up, trying to avoid saying anything about how he is related to said Emperor.

"I'M NOT THAT OLD YET!" Ed shouted before he started coughing due to yelling so much earlier. Maria giggled a bit at this while Joseph looked away and had to cover a smirk crossing his face.

"You look about as old as my Granddad, and I call HIM old man so by default you are old fart," Tan-Lan explained casually as he finished off the apple he had grabbed not to long ago and reached for another one. Ed noticed the boy doing this and frowned when he had a thought about who the kid might be.

"Joseph… this kid wasn't passed out in the middle of town begging for food was he?" Ed asked, suspecting his eldest grandchild might have something to do with the practically gluttonous Xing child.

"No… he just got off the train and said he ran out of food three days ago… and ran out of water yesterday," Joseph answered, rubbing at the back of his head and messing with his medium length brown hair a bit.

"..." Ed was silent for a bit thinking this information over, figuring it was good that Tan-Lan did get some food finally… but still thought the amount he ate was to familiar. "Hey brat."

"My name's Tan-Lan you old fart."

"And my name's Ed not old fart, you brat," Ed growled as the two glared each other down after the nicknames each received

"Grandpa, didn't Grandma say you shouldn't get too mad anymore or something about your blood presser will happen?" Maria pipped up, still smiling away despite the atmosphere not giving way to anything that would prompt a smile. Ed sighed deeply at the reminder.

"Damn, you really ARE and old fart then," Tan-Lan grinned a bit from the one sided exchange which caused the elderly man to want to strangle the kid then and there. However Ed managed to control that urge, mostly because of the fact his grandchildren were present and Winry could be coming home at any minute along with his own kids.

...

Keil's heart was racing as he and the other researchers where all working on adding a large circle around the perimeter of the village they had chosen to use for the creation of the philosopher's stone. Keil was, unlike the others, purposely taking his time to prolong the inevitable.

Someone… anyone, please notice what we are doing and try to stop us, Keil pleaded internally, the forty year old man wanting to stop but knew if the others found out he wasn't doing his part… that he would be considered a loose end and would be… "Cut Off" by either one of the researchers, or the Boss's guards. His plea was heard… but it was brought about to the wrong person.

"Excuse me, ma'am," an elder questioned the female researcher as he was out on a walk with his dog and a slightly younger woman at his side.

"What can I do for you sir?" The woman asked moving some of her black hair, that was out of the bun she held the rest in, out of her face.

"May I inquire what you are doing?"

"Oh this? It's part of a direct order from the treaty. You see some of us Alchemists have been called to make a nice wall to prevent further bandit attacks," The woman recited with a false smile plastered on her face. The young woman gained a thoughtful look while the elderly gentleman chuckled a bit.

"Oh that sounds grand. At least now we won't end up like Norens. Keep up the good work then ma'am," and with that the man had left the researcher whose face turned from her false smile to a neutral one.

For our sake… I hope you don't become the dominant soul of the stone old man.

...

Ling was anxious, he had his guards looking for his grandson for nearly a month now and his duties as emperor prevented him from leaving Xing all together. He ordered his guards the moment he saw, what he could only assume to be, Tan-Lan jumping over the wall after, more than likely, stealing the philosopher's stone from his possession.

"Father…" the voice of a tired sounding young man caught the Emperor's attention from pacing the floors of his room. In the doorway was the first born prince Hai, his long hair was thrown into a lazy ponytail and the look on his face suggested he'd rather be back in his bed then being up and about at the moment.

"What? Do you have any news for me about Tan-Lan?" Ling questioned as he straightened himself as best he could, mostly as the twenty eight year old in front of him was Lady Song's first born among her twins, and the one she wished to obtain the throne.

"Yeah… One of the guards told of a woman at the train station who spoke to him… apparently he asked her for one of her wrist bracers she was selling, before heading off on the first train to Amestris," Hai answered with a yawn, as his father's eyes narrowed in thought of the information just given to him.

Why would Tan-Lan get a bracer of all things? Not only that… but why would he choose to go to Amestris? Then again he stole the Philosopher's stone and I know for a fact he wouldn't know what it's supposed to do, Ling thought to himself, as Hai watched his father for a bit, before deciding to leave the emperor to his thoughts.

"Ah, Hai," a regal tone caught the first born's attention. Before him was a nearly identical copy to himself, the differences being the one before Hai had his long hair out, some of it's strands in front of his shoulders and he looked more like he actually prepared for the day.

"Aiguo…" Hai greeted with a yawn.

"Still having trouble keeping awake I see," Aiguo commented with a sly smile on his face while Hai looked away from his twin.

"Nah. I just wake up to early is all," Hai replied as he started walking away.

"Oh, if that's the case what do you do at night to make getting up at 7:00 so early?" Aiguo smirked as his brother stopped in his tracks.

"None of your business…"

"Oh but it will be at some point."

"Maybe… but now is not that point, so lay off," when that was said Hai walked away not even turning to look Aiguo in the eye, nor even noticing the smirk that made it's way onto his younger twin's face.

"I wonder what it is that you're keeping from me, dear brother."

...

Tan-Lan had practically fallen asleep while Ed was explaining Equivalent Exchange as well as Alchemy. It all started with the story of how the ex-alchemist knew the emperor of Xing… than him and Edward's grandchildren had asked about the philosopher's stone. None of them understood what the stone was supposed to do or how it was so important… then it somehow lead to an explanation of Alchemy that caused the Xingese prince to start falling asleep, Joseph to sneak out of the house to retrieve his painting supplies he left behind when he found Tan-Lan, and Maria to just doodle on some paper with crayons.

"... So with all that the stone is used to bypass that and can also bring a sort of immortality and… Where the hell did Joseph go?" Ed asked finally finishing his explanation and noticing the kids around him.

"Jo-Jo went to get his art stuff," Maria responded before she looked over to Tan-Lan, who was out like a light, with a half eaten apple on the table.

"And when did I lose the two of you?" Ed asked, raising a brow at the two kids.

"Well he fell asleep when you started to say something about one and all… then I just stopped paying attention till the end. Hey Grandpa can I go-"

"Absolutely NOT!"

"You don't even know what I was going to ask!"

"You were going to ask if you can go find a philosopher's stone, and the answer is NO!"

"But grandpa, it sounds like a real adventure!"

"Clearly you do not realize how dangerous it is!"

"What's an adventure without a little danger?!"

"And how's a guy gonna sleep if all I hear is screaming and yelling?" Tan-Lan yawned as he sat up slowly from a weird dream… and also being woken up by the arguing family. He barely registered how his left hand was tracing the outline of the bracer he held on his right wrist as he glared at the two. Ed sighed and took up a serious face.

"I think you've overstayed your welcome now," Ed said, causing Maria to look between the two and Tan-Lan to shrug.

"Fine by me. I wanted to get moving again anyways," As Tan-Lan got up and started to leave both Winry and Joseph entered into the home.

"Did grandpa finish his long winded story?"

"Yeah the old fart did apparently," Tan-Lan answered as he walked past the confused Winry and Joseph.

"By the way, thanks for the food… I owe you one Joseph." With that the prince had left the home and the family sat in the house.

...

Tan-Lan was walking away from the Elric home, his thoughts mostly on the weird dream he had.

Tan-Lan had fallen asleep… only to find himself in some deep sea of red. On closer look he could see faces… and hear screams of anguish all around him.

"Hello?" the boy called out into the sea of red, not receiving any response other than the screams from the many red faces. "Hey can one of you guys stop screaming for a minute and tell me where the hell I am?"

No response came to the prince and he just sighed and sat down indian style. Feeling bored he looked at a few of the souls before finally speaking up again.

"So, are you screaming because you have the face of a dog?" Tan-Lan asked one of the screaming souls as he paid attention to how their faces looked to try and tell each one apart. Getting no response he turned his gaze to a different one.

"How about you? You look like you have been screaming so long your face is stuck in one," Tan-Lan sighed again when he got no response. He turned to a different soul and stared at that one for a bit.

"I don't understand why you are screaming though… You at least look better than dog face over there," despite the clear compliment, still nothing other than the eternal screams. Tan-Lan soon grew agitated by the souls and groaned loudly.

"Come on, one of you talk to me! At least say 'Hi,' or 'How's it going?'!" The young prince soon got his wish, if only for a short second before he was dragged back into the waking world.

"Hi, how's it going?"

Tan-Lan couldn't get the voice out of his head. It was a smooth baritone… but it also sounded rather faded, or unused… either way it didn't sound like a normal voice he had ever heard.

The hell was with that sea of red faces also? Tan-Lan asked internally, but finding no answers at all much to his disappointment.

"Hey wait up!" The young voice of Maria caught the Xingese boy's attention. Turning to look behind him he saw the girl running up to him with a big grin on her face, despite looking a little tired from running to catch up to him.

"Do you need something?"

"I wanna come with you!" Maria chirped still grinning at the older boy who quirked a brow.

"Come again?"

"I wanna come with you! Please!" Maria soon pleaded attempting to use the puppy dog eye trick on the confused boy.

"I… guess… if you pack first," Tan-Lan responded… honestly not expecting the nine year old to want to join him in just traveling aimlessly around Amestris trying to find away to best his grandfather.

"YES! You won't regret this I promise!" Maria grinned as she ran back to her house with renewed energy while Tan-Lan watched her go with a confused expression on his face.

"I barely have any idea what I'm even trying to do though…." The prince muttered to himself before he had one thought cross his mind.

Maybe I should have spent more than ten minutes on this plan after all…

...

Fuhrer Kenton gazed out his window to the streets of Central, his Assistants on either side of him.

"Sir, is everything alright?" A young man, with black hair that covered his forehead a bit, but also spiked upwards ever so slightly, asked.

"I'm not quite sure myself," Kenton responded as he opened the window a bit and pulled out a cigarette from his uniform's pocket.

"Sir I thought you swore to quit when you became Fuhrer in Mustang's place…" Ja'hal said as the blond haired man simply placed the stick into his mouth.

"I did. I don't have a lighter and it's just a comfort to have one in place," Kenton responded. A frown crossed his face as he couldn't help but think something was amiss over the past month. Ja'hal had originally brought it up to him the last month as his own concerns… but now he was getting the ever growing feeling himself.

What could it possibly be though… Kenton thought as he pulled the unlit stick from his frowning lips.

"Sir… May I retire for the night? Mother would need some assistance by now and-" The black haired young man started only to get interrupted by the raised hand of Kenton.

"Selim you don't have to ask me that, the answer will always be yes. Also drop the sir, how many years have we known each other?" Kenton asked with a slight smile on his face. Selim seemed to relax himself and smiled.

"Right sorry about that Kenton… I'll see you and Ja'hal tomorrow then," Selim responded and began walking out the door.

"See you tomorrow, and tell your mother I pray for her health," Ja'hal called over, earning a bright smile from the black haired man.

"I'll be sure to do so, and I'll also tell her you both say hi then! Good night."

"Good Night," Both men responded as Selim left finally and both turned their attention back to the window, as if it would tell them what was amiss.

Yeah I wanted to include a grown up Selim Bradly, looks like he's made a name for himself huh? Anyways here is the first character profile:

Tan-Lan Yao:

Age: 14

Birthday: March 27th (Aries)

Favorite foods: Mostly sweets and Fruits, will eat anything else first to save the best for last.

Least Favorite foods: May come at a surprise but, anything with potatoes.

Family: Ling Yao (Grandfather), Lan-Fan (Grandmother (deceased)), Huang (Father (deceased)), Unnamed Mother(deceased), Mei Chang/Elric (Great Aunt), Alphonse Elric (Great Uncle), Ya-Ting Elric (Cousin)

Dreams/Goals: To be a better emperor then his grandfather and to try every sweet thing in the world at least once.

Talents: Quick on his feet, able to hide his qi (for a short period of time), sneak almost anything away so long as no one is watching him, decent in kung fu.

Weaknesses: Terrible Aim (can't do it to save his life), Starts blabbing almost anything when under pressure, someone taking his desert away.

So yeah note I haven't done a Description of how he looks, because I'm drawing it out and may post it on my DA account (or you know get bored one day and actually type the whole thing out and add it to this)