Saying the train station was packed didn't even describe how many people where there. Each person couldn't get anywhere without having to bump into someone. At one point Rosalyne had run into a large tin suite. Literally when she had spoken to apologize, the voice echoed as there wasn't a body to cancel out the rest of the sound. Of course the person gave an apology as well, but Rosalyne couldn't help to stare at the tin suit.

"Al! Come on we're going to miss the train." The voice that was practically yelling sounded as though it belonged to a young man, but no matter how much Rosalyne searched, she couldn't see over the large metal suit.

"O-Ok Brother I'm coming." Al's voice was so young; Rosalyne couldn't imagine how he could fit into the suit. The whole thought was ridiculous, but then there were a lot of things that were ridiculous now a days.

"Shit… My train." Rosalyne's whole mind was stuck on the boy in the suit that she had forgotten the train ride. By the time she had adjusted her bag, Rosalyne lost sight of the guy in the tin suit, not that she was really thinking about him.

Rosalyne's train was on the other side of the station and by the time she had reached the large steel machine; its whistle had begun to blow to announce that it was time to leave. For a moment Rosalyne had to stop and catch her breath, she was really doing this; leaving the small hell hole that her father left her in. For Rosalyne there was no looking back now.

Most seats were taken in the train cars expect for a seat that was across from a rather short guy. His hair was long just enough to be pulled into a pony-tail. Next to the open seat was the tin suit in which Rosalyne had run into earlier. When the guy in the suit looked at her, he had jolted up into a standing position. The carriers above the seats didn't help out the guy because his head hit them with a rather loud 'Thunk'.

"Al what's wrong with you?" The blonde headed guy hadn't even been paying attention until he saw his companion's reaction to the sight of Rosalyne.

"May I sit here?" Rosalyne's voice seemed to lose its confidence when she had actually begun to pay attention to the two men. Something about the two was thrown off. Mostly what Rosalyne was seeing bout the two was that there was a red light flowing around them. After her mother died, Rosalyne saw different lights around people. Sometimes these lights were the same, but when Rosalyne heard their stories, they were different.

"Yeah go ahead." The smaller guy spoke with a rather careless attitude. The whole way he sat showed he truly didn't care. His right foot was brought to rest on top of the knee of his left leg and his chin would rest easily on the knuckles of his left hand so he could look out the window as the train had begun to make its way across the land.

The guy in the suit just came to just as quickly as he had stood, his hands would be enclosed softly as fist and be placed on the top of his thighs. To Rosalyne the two men were exact opposites. The shorter guy seemed relax, without a care; while his companion seemed proper and at that point awkward.

"The name's Rosalyne Estalines." Rosalyne wasn't sure if either man would care, but growing up in a proper home as Rosalyne had done, introducing yourself was the first thing you do when meeting new people.

"I'm Alphonse Elric and this Is my brother, Edward Elric." Even though Alphonse wore the helmet, it was obvious that his mood lightened. For a guy that looked so big, he was rather polite, unlike the guys from earlier that day.

"Hold on one second. You said your last name was Estalines?" Edward's question wasn't looking for an answer; he knew he had heard correctly. "So does that make you Kernel Estalines daughter?"

"No." The answer was so quick; Rosalyne couldn't believe she had said it. "Would a Kernel really allow one of his children to travel alone?" She knew her father would strongly object to her traveling alone. She knew that for sure.

"I guess not." Edward's voice doubted her, but he just went back to watching the land pass by.

Silence broke the conversation for what seemed forever, until Alphonse acted as though he cleared his throat. This brought not only Rosalyne to look up, but also Edward.

"So why are you on a train to central?" Alphonse asked rather uneasily.

"I'm going to become a state Alchemist." Rosalyne's became shy to the topic. Most women couldn't make the cut of being an Alchemist, but Rosalyne wasn't going to stop now. The last time Rosalyne had actually spoken to her brother, all she heard about was how she couldn't be a state alchemist because of the family name and the fact that she was a woman.

Alphonse looked as though he was going to say something, but Edward's laugh interrupted him. It was a simple laugh, but it irritated Rosalyne. It wasn't long before she snapped a little. "What's so funny, shorty?"

"Who are you calling short you-"Ed stood up quick in mid-sentence, but Alphonse brought him back down. For a moment the two went back and forth talking about the 'shorty' comment. Obviously Edward wasn't one for little jokes.

"It's just different for a girl to try becoming a state Alchemist. Ed was only twelve when he toke the test and he was the only one to pass it." Alphonse seemed to speak for his brother, who looked as though steam was rolling off his forehead from how angry he had gotten.

Rosalyne's mind went blank. Edward looked about her age and yet, he became a state Alchemist when he was only twelve. Most people who even got close to the rank of State Alchemist had to spend years as an army dog, like Rosalyne's father and brother. Then the thought wandered into her head.

"Why did you become a State Alchemist?" At first, Rosalyne wasn't sure to ask, but the words just erupted from her lips.

At first Ed just stared out the window, something about the mood of the conversation had shifted. It was like a sore spot to the brothers because Alphonse had looked straight down. For a moment Rosalyne wondered, was it wrong for her to ask. That was until Ed finally spoke up. "To get our bodies back…"

That answer had gotten Rosalyne's curious mind to be silent at that moment. Some stories weren't meant to be shared unless the story-teller wanted to share it. The rest of the train ride hadn't been much of a talkative one.

The train's breaks screeching had caused Rosalyne to jolt up from her position of leaning over her backpack as a pillow. With just that sudden movement, Rosalyne felt a long piece of cloth begin to slide off of her. When looking to see what it was, Rosalyne saw that it what the long red coat which Edward had worn before.

Neither Al nor Ed were in their seats though. The train had stopped at Central, yes, but Rosalyne's new companions were gone, which left Rosalyne with Ed's jacket. Before grabbing her backpack, Rosalyne pulled on the red fabric which fell to about her mid-shin. Really she hadn't realized that Ed was about her height.

Moving through the crowd in the train station was easier than the last one, which Rosalyne had been in. When Rosalyne made her way into the streets, she couldn't believe it. Each building had its own point of being large, but the largest building visible was the one that hovered over the rest.

The streets didn't really have a lot of people roaming around, but then again Rosalyne couldn't tell if it was the people or the streets themselves. The structures, the people; everything was different from where she had grown up. Now that she had made it to Central though, Rosalyne's key goal was to avoid getting in trouble.

Or at least it was until a larger person ran into Rosalyne, knocking her straight on her butt. When she looked up at the man who knocked her down, she could only see the white scar that decorated the tan skin of his face. The rest of the man was hard to see due to the blinding light from the sun. Than when she looked to where the man had come from, Rosalyne saw that smoke was rising and the figures of others began to appear.

"Where is he?! Where is Scar?" One of the men chasing after the man had begun yelling about someone named Scar. It didn't really take long for Rosalyne to put two and two together. The guy that ran into was Scar.

"Shit…" Rosalyne couldn't help to cuss under her breath because the next thing she was about to do was not a way to stay out of trouble. With a quick placement of both her palms to the ground, Rosalyne released the red glow from which had started on her left hand.

Underneath Scar and Rosalyne a red circle had begun to draw itself. By the time the other people had made their way through the smoke, the circle was completely and the ground broke apart to collapse on top of itself. Rosalyne hadn't really thought the whole plan through because when she and Scar were dropped into the tunnels underneath the city, it turned out to be one of the worst places to escapes to.