In the Beginning

by SilverSeaSilverStarfish

When I woke up in a sea of white without any memory of my past besides a blinding explosion, I never imagined I'd end up in a world of magic and adventure, nor did I imagine that I'd have to make the ultimate sacrifice, my humanity or the people I have grown to love.

2. Ch 1

Ch.1 Disclaimer (forgot to add one in the prologue) I do not own Full Metal Alchemist or any of its characters.

I woke up on a damp floor. I couldn't open my eyes nor could I move any of my body. For a few minutes I felt dead, probably how I should have felt in limbo. Finally, I could feel something, everything hurt! My whole body felt like it was on fire, any movement I made was accompanied with a sharp stabbing sensation. The second thing I regained was my hearing, I heard loud crying and even louder shouting. "YOU IDIOT, HOW THE FUCK COULD YOU DO THIS. THEY'LL HAVE OUR HEADS IF THEY FIND OUT WHAT YOU DID," a man shouted while sobbing could be heard in the background.

"I'm sorry, I-I d-didn't think that, all I wanted was her back DAMMIT, ALL I WANTED WAS TO SEE HER AGAIN," the second man wailed as I laid on the cold wet floor. I soon regained my sight and quickly opened my eyes, and what I saw would terrify any man.

Blood. Blood was all I could see. There was blood on the floor, on the walls, and mostly on the two men. The man who was shouting before was tall and old. He had graying brown hair and a large scar running from his forehead to his upper lip. He had blazing red eyes and dark skin. The second man, who was wailing on the floor next to me, looked similar to the other man. He was marginally younger, had brown hair, dark skin, and I would guess that he, too, had red eyes. As I began to take in my surroundings, I also began to move. Everything hurt, and it didn't help as I had begun moved the two men began to panic. "Abashura, it's moving, that thing is," the first man began but was interrupted by the man wailing on the floor.

"Do not refer to her as a THING NABASHU. SHE IS ALIVE, she has to be, Eme wouldn't leave me like this, she- sh-e has to," Abashura continued but was pulled off the floor by the elder man, Nabashu.

"Listen to yourself, Abashura. She died long ago, the state alchemists burned her, WE SAW HER DIE. EME ISN'T COMING BACK. WE HAVE TO FUCKING EVACUATE NOW," Nabashu shouted over Abashura's wails. I continued my slow and painful journey towards the two devastated and horrified men, but Nabashu dragged his brother out of the blood soaked room. As they left, I could hear shouts and screams from the opened door. The light burned my eyes, but made the situation I was in that much clearer. These were the sounds of war. The only sound I could remember from my fragmented memory.

There was a small boy, no older than seven, cowering underneath his sister. Both were dark skinned, both were dirty and poor, evident from their torn clothes and sunken in faces. James, the only family I remember, the only moment of my life I can recall. I know the sound of war, because I lived in it, and I died in it, and now, I was born into another life of war. Another life of pain that I have to go through, "H-h-e-l-p," I struggled in agony to cry out, "H-h-H-E-E-l-L-L-p-p-p!"

I continuously cried out for anyone to come and help. I can't go through this, how could Truth do this to me. It's too much pain, too much to live through again, but, I remember the warmth. There was warmth in the name Trisha Elric. I have to find her, Truth told me to find her.

"ANYONE, PLEASE HELP ME! PLEASE," I cried and shouted and wailed for what felt like hours. I was like a newborn baby with all the shouting and crying I was doing. However, no matter how much this new life hurt, no matter how much pain I have to go through, I will find the only hope I have. I will find Trisha Elric. There was more shouting from outside. A woman fell near the door and cried out, "They've come, oh God they have come."

"May Ishvala have mercy on us all!"

A.N: Hey, SilverSeaStar here. A big thanks to The Flame Alchemist 13, I revised the prologue so the dialogue should be grammatically correct, and I added a few things here and there to the prologue. Also, this story is just something I thought of while cleaning my room. I am in no way a FMA expert, I have only watched the 2009 version of the anime, and I am currently on volume 4 of the manga. I have little experience in writing fanfiction, but I appreciate any constructive criticism. Again, thank you The Flame Alchemist 13, your comment has inspired me to write more of this story. Also, should I make the chapters longer and update once a week? I honestly don't know how to do this, but as the story progresses so will an update schedule and a consistent length for this fic.