So this happened. Yeah I was kind of motivated, I swear its getting out of hand but go ahead and take a read I'll probably be somewhere in the darkest hole wondering why my depressing mind thought of this crazy plot up.
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Chapter 1: After the Rain
After fifteen years of the Fullmetal Alchemist's death, it was a fact that everybody knows his name. His legend spreaded across the land like wild fire, how he saved the world and how he gave up everything he had literally. Even I Xing, citizens knew the tale that their emperor, Ling, was saved by the Fullmetal Alchemist more times than the emperor himself can remember. It came to the conclusion that he was truly the Alchemist of the people.
What became of the person that drove the youngest alchemist to walk forward? Well, Alphonse Elric has been living a fairly peaceful life with his wife and his childhood friend, Winry. The boy was commonly mistaken for his brother, and sooner or later some didn't know him as Alphonse or Dr. Elric, people started calling him The Fullmetal Alchemist's brother. This didn't annoy him, being known in his brother's name, but there was always something tugging in the back of his mind. Surely the boy learned a lot from his wife, May Shang, including a lot of medical alchemy, which earned him the title of doctor.
Colonel Roy Mustang eventually got promoted to Brigadier General; he was still working his way towards his goal as Fuhrer. Riza Hawkeye surely enough followed close behind him with the title as Colonel, and sure enough she was a better one than Roy could have ever possible been. And with extreme surprise the two that were just mentioned were engaged, this was the cause of utter shock for the whole military and soon became daily gossip.
And behind those marvelous achievements of many of our favorite characters, there was a boy, a boy who looked up to them all, hidden in the shadow for far too long.
Jin Lao was a 15 years old boy who never really looked all that special. He was considered a nerd, his sky blue orbs always hidden beneath thick swirling glasses, black hair tied back in a long low ponytail that was always tucked beneath his shirt. Surely he studied hard and aced the art of alchemy and exceeded in any other subject he was given, he was hated.
His classmates were never considered 'mates' they truly saw him as a threat and a weakling, only able to do written exams and could never be truly engaged in a true combat fight that relied entirely on strength. Of course with that statement his answer was merely a monotone "A strong body could not compete to s strong mind."
Teachers found him weird in many ways, for one he seemed emotionless; everything about him was as if it was wired into him, strictly made for him to obey and every question getting the same answer. That was what was wrong with him.
His complexion was pale; pale enough to be unhealthy but fortunately for the kid he was in perfect health. The complexion came along with his lack of outside time; there wasn't a time when he was outside the library when free time was given out.
"What are the 3 steps of alchemy, Lao?" the old white haired professor asked as he wrote the question on the board. The man was old enough to be a grandfather but most people knew not to underestimate anybody from Xing, there were all trained to fight until they die of old age.
"Understand, destruction and reconstruction," Jin answered his eyes unblinking, well people couldn't see if he was blinking or not but he seemed like he wasn't moving at all. The class couldn't keep the feeling of disgust as soon as his voice was sounded. For some reason they hated it, maybe because they're jealous but all the excuses they had were that they saw him as a show-off.
"Very good," the teacher said then he was on his way writing up the day's assignment. Upon seeing the task Jin set down to work, with paintbrush swiping over the piece of paper with perfect hand writing, and within a quarter of the time he was given, he was done. It was not a surprise to the white hair professor, this have happened so many times before so it was not strange that it was happening again.
The students sent glares as the black haired boy made his way to the front of the class to send his work in. Most of them were barely half done. They gossiped about the boy having no heart, no emotion, and no talent, of course they were all lies.
There was always a certain someone that fascinated Jin since he first learned about the subject of alchemy, the Fullmetal Alchemist. Edward Elric was in fact an idol to the boy, although he would never tell anyone. Including those around him, Alphonse, Mustang and so on, he has dedicated a good amount of time into the subject.
The bell rang and the students swarmed out of the room, eager to get back home and meet their parents to tell them about the day. Jin slowly grabbed his things and slung them across his shoulder when he was finished. He said a quick good bye to the professor and made his way down the hallway, the worse experience of the day.
"Heard his parents were murdered…"
"Rotten kid, think he rules the world…"
"Both a nerd and a show-off…"
"Probably used his name to get into a school…"
"Talentless, only brains but no brawns…"
"Those glasses are ugly, where did he even buy them?"
Those were the daily gossips, and although they thought Jin didn't hear them; he did. Every single word came to him as they were speaking right into his ear, the teachers called it a special ability; Jin saw it as a curse.
He winced slightly at the mention of his parents, indeed they were murdered, but not only a normal murderer it was from a betrayer. Jin never showed his emotions but in this case he couldn't keep a growl from resonating from his chest. His parents and he were betrayed by those they wholly trusted.
Jin made his way down the road of Xing with eyes undetermined, no focusing on a single subject but with only one task in mind: The Forest. He was an orphan, that fact was true and he never really denied it, he knew it since the beginning, since he have seen his parents and all his living relatives die before his very eyes.
His house, or rather hut, was made out of wooden crafted together by using alchemy, it was not a brilliant sight it was not all that detailed and the walls weren't as smooth as they were supposed to be. Jin was sure he was going to move to a different location soon, it will only be a waste of energy to build something he'll only live in for a few months.
The Forest was a forest that was closets to the desert that lets travellers get from Xing to Amestris, that was his goal. His goal was to leave this wretched country, he was done being hated and he would feel better is he had left his past behind and clear all the evident.
Pushing open the wooden door he slipped inside and threw his belongings onto the mattress that was made together by using reeds near the banks, he wasn't all that rich after all. Sure that he used to be, but now he wasn't, his name and family was said to have been marked as traitors, so he wasn't that much of a special kid, rather he was below some of the villagers.
Stumbling to the book case he grabbed a few notebooks he have recorded his research on and writing utensils, heading towards the bank, wanting to be free of the crowded city that he could still hear chattering being so near to the rim of the woods.
Trudging down the path he was used to he kept his gaze steady on the trees, trying to sense the animals around him, there were none. A small bitter chuckle left his lips, even the animals knew to avoid him, maybe he was cursed and maybe he was really a demon as most people claim him to be.
The river was a private place to the boy, there really was no saying how it came to be named his, but as far as his memory goes he remembered it was a place where he would come a mourn his lost ones. A fish leapt above the waves and with swift movement Jin grabbed a kunai from his pocket and aimed it directly at the fish, dragging it back using the almost unnoticeable string that was attached to it.
"Fish for tonight's dinner then," Jin mused to himself before using a leaf to wrap his dinner then dropped it into his pack. After settling on a tree branch near the bank he brought out his book and started scanning through the pages, research was all that ever mattered to him.
Books he have read were all useful, everyone even though it seems useless there were always lessons or secret messages written in them, he have read most of the books in the town's library. His research was slightly wide ranged but one thing that he focused himself on was actually creatures called Homunculus, Soul binding, and overall alchemy. He found the soul binding technique useful only because it may help a person's life when it is on the line, and he knew full well there was going to be a payment, but still it was a fair exchange it would fairly cause only a limb after all, it was a life he could save.
Homunculus… he diffidently got the interest from the tale of the Fullmetal Alchemist that was from the land across the desert. They were articular humans that have no soul, only a living force and a body, they were not human. He had a weird sensing that these creatures were still wandering the land and there will be a time where they will rise again, and this was not a prediction it was a fact.
He have seen, on the night was killed, his father had his sword in someone's chest but that person was smiling down at the elder man smirking slightly pulling the sword out with ease. And that was when he saw a red blinding light and his father was on the ground, dead. After reading the story of the Fullmetal Alchemist he could pin point that, that creature was a homunculus. And the person who lead them to his clan… Jin squeezed his eyes shut, 'No, don't think,' he reminded himself before absorbing himself in the book he was reading, wanting to forget the past, unfortunately that was impossible.
After scratching a feel research notes into the 26th research notebook he snapped it shut, not in the mood to continue it any further. He spent the rest of his time gazing at the blue lake in front of him, it was a wonder how the sky and something so under it can be the same character, they were different in height and standings and yet they could be equally as destructive.
At that moment Jin was the sea, a body of liquid that is deepest in the world and everything was above him, but what they didn't know was his hidden destructive power, and he was sure he could easily ace all of the physical exams in school, if he wanted to that is.
And with that thought he hopped off the branch and landed on the floor with a small thump, making his way to his hut, trudging along the path making sure he was making as much time as possible. After swinging the door open sorting his things and cooked his dinner he sat on a log and gazed into the fire. Fire was a destructive element, he have learned that in the many books he have read about elemental alchemy. But fire could be quickly distinguished by using water, and that was a pity, since an alchemist with water capability could easily defeat the other, there were water molecules around them after all. And that was what Jin aimed to be.
It was true that he holded a strange grudge with the flame alchemist, for reasons not to be named, or rather there weren't reason there's just a feeling of dislike. Besides there's always a weak point in every element, and that was the cycle, water could be easily defeated by earth and that was a fact. And it was so with humans, as strong as one was, there always is a weak point.
After cleansing the remains of the fish and digging a hole in the ground to bury it Jin brushed off the feeling of loneliness and make his way to bed.
Slow pitter pattering started outside of the mud brick house, but the boy didn't notice for he was asleep like nothing else mattered in the world. The rain continued to bicker with the moon light until a storm arose, and there was a huge crashing and the sound of animals scattering to its cane, averting the natural disaster. But then it stopped, and the sky was bright as the sun make its way to the high mountains of Xing. The sky was bright, but with wispy clouds of grey clouds still wandering the sky, but it was bright and the forest was mostly recovered from the storm, animal returning to their daily routine.
And with that blue eyes like the sky on that day snapped open.
There's probably some major grammar mistakes in this one, but I tried, English's not my first language. Yeah I'll let people ponder and guess what is going on in this crazy world but believe me this is as far as my mind go. There goes chapter one then. BTW I'm going head first, i have no plots planned out whatsoever so if things unexpected happens, its because of me and my crazy mind that contains at least 20 different personnas. Please Review, I'll be waiting patiently for them behind the screen.