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Hi Guys, here's chapter 6 finally am on vacation in my Family summer cottage if you can call it that and only have 1GB of data for the computer.

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Chapter 7 will be in the writings shortly just came up with an idea to good to pass.

Paces from the Past.

A man was looking around, making it look like he was looking for someone, when he came across Lucia, who was buying some fruit from her favorite seller in this specific city, after she had parted with Alphonse, Edward and Winry.

He stopped watching her, there was something familiar about her, but he couldn't figure out what. His red eyes scanned the back of the girl trying to get her to reveal her secrets, which were done as he listened to them talk.

"You must have been so afraid, when you lost your arm?" the woman said, taking a few apples and put them down to other fruits that Lucia was buying, "and to become a State Alchemist at your age."

Mentioning her as a State Alchemist caught his attention and he walked forward, but now hiding in the shadows to watch and overhear, as he tried to recognize her as a specific Alchemist.

He knew that there were very few Female Alchemists in the service of the state. One of them had been in West city and he had disposed of the Medieval State Alchemist, Lacuna Miserere, a few months ago and now he needed to be sure, that they weren't lying about the girl being a State Alchemist.

Lucia smiled gently, not knowing she was being stalked, "I had motivation, if I could help anyone else, and I have done a lot of travelling this time."

"Are you going to stay here?" the Lady kindly asked.

"Yes for a little while, I have some material from the library, that I need to read up on and I even need to get one of my old books," Lucia said, grabbing into her pocket to get her wallet and grabbed her watch instead, "I always get this first for some reason, just a minute..."

"And some people say, that you Alchemists know where everything is" the Lady said with a smile.

"Some of us don't," Lucia replied, digging into her pocket a little deeper, "why can't i...?"

The man's eyes widened, as he caught a look of the watch; a sinner, he told himself. His eyes went slim watching the back of the girl, who laughed at something the Elder lady said about youth and pockets.

He needed to hear no more after seeing the given symbol of the State Alchemists, the Silver Pocket watch, did he come out of the shadow and behind Lucia. The fruit seller gave a shriek dropping Lucia's purchase, which in return alerted Lucia, who turned, "you are a state Alchemist" he stated.

Lucia was frozen for a second, before the crackling of Alchemy brought her back. She reacted by flipping away, and running away, knowing at this rate that civilians around her could be hurt. The man followed her, he then when they were away from people placed a hand on a wall, stopping her. Lucia barely avoided it, but managed to remain unhurt, as the wall collapsed in cutting off the exit, leaving only one way free and that was past him.

"Why the hell are you going after me?!" she roared, while coughing from the dust, "gez, what have I ever done you?!"

"You are going against Gods path" he merely said, Lucia reached up behind her back, pulling two smaller swords forward.

"Going against Gods path? Do you even know my research?" she said with disbelief, but the man came at her, Lucia ducked out of the way, striking at him with her swords. Lucia could feel all the training with Armstrong was paying off, she was moving around fast. She only had her Automail arm slowing her down a bit, but she was adjusting to it rather fast at times. It seemed so normal to her that it was there even if it had been a few days, since she had gotten the new one.

She's fast! he thought as he avoided her, but not fast enough! She's open right here! He grabbed her left arm covering some of the beautifully crafted sword; she began to pull at the arm trying to get loose from the tight grab. She soon heard the crackle of him attempting to use the power infested in his arm. However all that happened was Lucia getting sent back and shattering her one sword, where the splints was sent flying few of them cut her clothes and right arm. She looked shocked for a second, before regaining her composure; Armstrong had taught her to remain at alert.

"an Automail arm?" he said shocked, Lucia dropped her jacket seeing the blood, "you have an Automail arm as your left arm."

Lucia clapped her hands, while watching him, she placed the hands on her wounds healing them superficially, this brought his eyes up, as he remembered what people in few of the slums, he had been by, had said.

"There was this one girl, she had the silver watch of the State Alchemists, but without any word, she just strode in healing my mom, leaving again and my mom was better."

"She healed my wounds"

"Her left arm was an Automail!"

"An Alchemist using Medical Alchemy, having a left arm for Automail has been going around healing my people," he said, as he recalled more people describing a blue eyed blond-haired girl with the power of the alchemy, not using it to hurt but heal. Alchemy was something all his kind was against, but they had allowed this one, not understanding it was alchemy, before the girl had left, "what is your name?"

Lucia stood tall, "I might be a State Alchemist, but I never just stand idly by with people hurt" she looked at him with her last sword ready, covering her flesh arm, as she had understood what he had used, "No matter how they look. My name is Lucia Misère, the Medical Alchemist!"

.~*~. Flashback .~*~.

"Sir, you're hurt!" a youthful voice cried

"It's nothing," he had said.

"It is, come here sit down" he turned his head, watching a young girl with blond hair, grabbing his well arm, "give me a minute"

He sat down watching the girl, as she took a deep breath, before clapping her hands together placing them over his wounded arm, "I can only heal the skin, the bone must heal on its own"

"You are an experienced Alchemist to do this" he remarked, staring her down.

She shook her head, "I have been training. My foster father is a doctor he learn me most of what I know. But I feel like have been taught this before" she replied, like it was no big deal.

He frowned, "you have amnesia?"

She looked up at him, giving a slight smile, before she removed her hands, "there all done" she said, placing her left arm behind her back.

"Thanks, young one, tell me; what is your name?"

"I'll tell you mine, if you tell me yours"

"I don't have one, you can call me what you want" he looked away.

The girl looked at him and over his eyes, where a crossed scar was, "okay, I'll call you Scar then! After that cool scar of yours!" she said happily, she suddenly turned as someone called her "coming!" she returned her gaze to Scar, "I must go, but as promised I'll tell you; my name it's Lucia Misère"

"Lucia Misère" he repeated, it was a name he would remember.

She was an Amestrian, but she had without fear or even care to who he was, stepped in and healed a wound, he had.

"Coming, Dad!"

.~*~. Flashback .~*~.

"It is you," he remarked, as he remembered one of the first, who had named him after seeing the scar. He had been healing still, but this one young Amestrian had looked past everything he was and used her skills. Lucia frowned, before she took him in, "Lucia Misère"

"You… I have seen you before" she looked up and down at himand finally her eyes went wide as her unconsciousness finally placed him, it had been so many years after all, "Scar? Is that you?"

Scar ran towards her using her shock, he's the one, who has been killing State Alchemists. Looks like it's my turn, she thought closing her eyes, not wanting to look into his as he killed her, I have no regrets, only that I won't find the truth. Scar turned around her, smacking a hand into her neck, making her collapse forward over his arm, that was stretched out to catch her.

"You saved my life and now I will spare yours. I will show that there's one Amestrian, we can look to for help" Scar said, as he had remembered her. He had changed his mind, Lucia had not used her skillful alchemy to get unimportant skills, but rather really developed them to help people, healing everyone across her path.

.~*~.

"You bring a visitor in unconscious," a disapproving voice said, "You must have a good reason to do this, but what about the poor girl."

"She's a State Alchemist," Scars voice came.

"I have never seen a female State Alchemist before," a young voice came close to her ear, Lucia could feel the high vibration and winced, as she woke up.

"ow~" Lucia said, placing a hand on the ear, "Not so loud"

"oh, she's awake"

Lucia opened her eyes; she had a headache, which she would get around to, just after she found out, where she was. She pushed herself up watching the people around, "you're…" she said with surprise, she had been around them before, but always left not to make them believe, she was after them in any way; she had studied History after all, "…Ishbalans"

"Now she's awake, can we get rid of her now? A State Alchemist is a State Alchemist, they won't change. What makes you believe, that getting to know one can change the rest?"

Lucia took them in, all was arguing to kill her. She then looked at the young ones, who was watching her, even playing a bit with her long hair, while she laid eyes on one of the girls, who was holding her arm close to her body.

"Are you hurt?" Lucia said in a gentle voice, the girl jumped a bit, "you can come closer I won't hurt you," the girl came forward hesitantly, Lucia moved her left arm forward leaving it flat, "here let me see"

The girl had a circular wound, which seemed recent, "you have been shot at, haven't you?" she stated the girl nodded. Lucia didn't see or hear the talking around her stop and the attention that was now on the two, where the elder was gently touching the wound to determine the flesh's condition in the area. After fining it to be in good condition with only a light case of infection, Lucia brought her hands together, clapping before moving her hands over the girls wound, beginning to heal the wound as well as the infection, while removing the bullet at the same time.

"She's the Medical Alchemist" Scar said, making all look at him, "she doesn't care what we are, she stands up in the Alchemy, she is trained in and uses it for the people."

"But it was the State Alchemists, which brought the civil war to an end," an elder Ishbalan said as he watched Lucia, "but could it be, that some of them aren't…"

Lucia had had her eyes closed the whole time, concentrating, before long she heard the chime of the bullet. that had been sent in the bone. She soon moved her hands away, making all gasp as the wound was gone, leaving a small scar, the girl looked at Lucia before running off.

Lucia turned her gaze to them, "I have read everything about the past, why would I do anything, when I have my own things to worry about," she said ever so gently, "I heal people, who are in need as Scar said. I don't care if you are Cretans, Drachmas or Ishbalans, are you in need I'll heal you 'Alchemist, be thou for the People', that is what I go by"

.~*~.

The leader of the Ishbalans looked at Lucia, as she was leaving, "and you won't give us up?" he said, Lucia looked him in the eye to make sure that he could sense her telling the truth.

"no, I don't want to gain anything by giving you up, besides violence only brings more violence and more death, haven't enough died?" she asked, as she left some of the Ishbalans looked at each other at Lucia's words, they knew she was right, "I believe in helping people, no one can dissuade me otherwise."

The Ishbalans looked surprised that a State Alchemist would say something like that. Hadn't she heard or learn what had happened all those years ago? Lucia looked to the children, who was standing behind their parents, "for the sake of the next Generation… perhaps you should try and asking the right question not how it happened, but why" Lucia said gaining confused looks, as she turned and left the Ishbalans behind with what she had said and confusion. This question would eventually wander out to all Ishbalans, who came to an understanding.

.~*~.

After visiting the library getting her book and finding, what she needed. She turned towards Central, where she checked in with Mustang, who called her in to talk to her about her health and how she should watch it, before he remembered that he had something, he could set her to do other than research all the time.

"Lucia, I want you to go to Kirche," Mustang said giving her some papers, "it's a light inspection assignment, shouldn't be too hard for you."

Lucia read the paper saying nothing, "I never ask about the missions I get," she said, "so check up on a few State Alchemists?"

"Sure, nothing gets a rise out of you?" Mustang said raising an eyebrow, Lucia looked over at him tilting her head, "and yes that is all there is no Military facility in that city and so an inspection is in order to make sure that they aren't' misusing their alchemy for other things, than what they research for the state"

"I'm not going to be useless, letting things get to me," Lucia said, taking the paper with her, "I'll be back before you know it."

"Just watch yourself out there, Medical" Mustang said with slight Concern to trace. Lucia smiled at him as she turned looking at him.

"I always do honestly Mustang, what can happen out there that I haven't encounters already that needed healing, I'm perfectly fine" Lucia said leaving through the door.

She didn't see Mustangs worried face, as the door closed, "I worry about you both Lucia," Mustang said, "even if I can't say it out loud to you."

Mustang had understood the consequences, when Lucia was transferred to his unit, not that she had minded. She had actually wished for other places, people had begun to talk about how allowing Lucia to stay would improve Mustangs chances for Promotions in the future, if she continued the good results, she always delivered at her assessment date every year.

But now Mustang was more worried, because the city, he had sent Lucia too, was known for their many accidents with many injured, but hopefully everything would be alright for her.

.~*~.

Lucia took her notebook forward, writing notes down for her report, she had been sent to inspect a few State Alchemists, who lived in the small City of Kirche, and she stopped writing, before looking up at the massive church in the middle from which the city had its name.

"it will truly be a sight to behold once it's done" the State Alchemist, Lucia had just visited, said, as he came out behind her, "however many accidents happen here, I wouldn't be a doctor living here, those who have come are mostly out from exhaustion."

"Why?" Lucia asked, turning her head.

"There are at least 2 accidents a day and the hospital can't take more, so I wouldn't go around telling, who I am in this city Miss Misère," he said with mild concern, "don't show them your watch and least of all; don't tell them you know Medical Alchemy."

"How can I say something like that, I don't stand down?" Lucia said, turning and walked away, "good day sir," the man shook his head as he saw her leave.

"They don't care about the people, who can heal; the Church is their main concern," the State Alchemist said looking up, as an explosion sounded he shook his head, "damn idiots I Have told them so often that it won't be stable."

.~*~.

In hindsight, Lucia shouldn't have run to the scene, she had been recognized by a few, she had healed back in Central less than a year ago and without further ado, was she healing away never getting a break. She soon did discover, what the State Alchemist had been telling her; the Church truly was their main concern. The workers were screaming, that they needed to work on the Church, seemingly in some sort of trance, but her abilities to sense weren't able to find and figure out what was wrong. So all she could do was use her alchemy, hoping for a break.

Lucia gasped, as her latest healed was moved to hopefully the hospital. She moved to clap her hands to place on her heart, "Medical, there's still hurt!" a male voice called, Lucia looked up.

"A minute, I'll be right there!" she called, she cursed herself for following the code to the teeth, she had lost count on how many she had healed. She usually had a number on it, but today she hadn't and for the first time; it wasn't just fatigue that came to her, "I must rest."

"There's no time for that!" the male voice said close, her arm was grabbed.

"Wait…" she weakly said, stumbling after him while feeling a beginning numb in her shoulder. She had forced herself too far, she knew that. But the people had only their wounded on the mind, so that they could continue the build; she was a state Alchemist, she would be alright.

It had taken longer to heal the latest and this time no one had called, so Lucia managed to get up and away from the scene.

She had to find a place to rest and do what she always did, she never saw a man spot her and frown before following her in distance, while growing concerned for her steadily staggering and hands to her chest.

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