Ch. 4 Disclaimer: I do not own Full Metal Alchemist or any of its characters.
After hours of Roy carrying me, we finally made it to a small camp amidst a city of rubble. There were wounded everywhere and only a few doctors to cater to them. I noticed that the more seriously wounded people were attended to by only two other doctors, a man and a woman. The woman had blonde hair and blue eyes, the man had a dirtier head of blonde hair and brown eyes. Everyone here was also wearing blue uniforms, similar to that of Roy's. I tightened my grip on Roy's jacket as we made our way towards the two doctors, in turn he gave my good arm a reassuring squeeze.
The doctors stood up straight in a salute to Roy, and Roy's face became like a steel mask, cool and serious. "At ease soldiers."
Oh, so they were soldiers. That makes sense since Azura told me that we were in a middle of an Ishvalan civil war. Roy carefully set me down as the two doctors lowered their hands, I was still missing my right arm and leg, also during the entire walk to the camp, none of my limbs grew back. Both my right arm and leg just stopped growing. As one can imagine, it was very difficult for me to stand, so I held on to Roy's pant leg. Wow, I must be tiny, I was barely as tall as one of Roy's legs!
"Rockbells, we have a young girl wounded here, I need you to tend to her wounds and then report to my tent immediately, is that clear," Roy said in a superior tone. The man and woman who were addressed to as the Rockbells gave a nod of agreement. The woman bent down towards me and I was reminded of Azura. The memory sent me into a fit of tears and I buried my head into Roy's pant leg.
"It's alright, they're nice people, I promise you'll be safe," Roy reassured me and I allowed myself to look into his face. He had a kind smile and began to direct me towards Ms. Rockbell. I don't know whether or not if they are married or are siblings. Ms. Rockbell took me into her arms as my tears subsided and Roy gained his authoritative demeanor again.
"Yes sir, she shall be in safe hands," Mr. Rockbell stated, and with that Roy walked off and left me in the care of the two doctors. They took me to a bathing tent and placed me in some clean water. I supposed I was rather dirty because when I was submerged a lot of dried blood and dirt floated to the surface. By the end of the whole process, Ms. Rockbell deemed me clean enough and gave me some fresh clothes and replaced my old bandages with clean new ones.
"There you are, nice and clean," Ms. Rockbell said in the sweetest and kindest voice I've heard thus far, "would you like to tell me a bit about yourself?"
It was an innocent question, but that still didn't stop me from nearly crying. I looked at the stump of an arm and leg I had and turned to her with a sorrowful expression, "I-I would, but I," she stopped me there and gently held me. She smelled just as sweet as her tone.
"It's alright, it's okay, how about I tell you about me instead, that should be fun," Ms. Rockbell said with a happily sad expression, "my name is Sarah, and I have a little girl at home just like you," Sarah said.
I understand why she's holding me now, she pities me. I must be pretty young then, but how old exactly. "What do I look like?"
Sarah looked at me again and stood up, keeping in mind of my bloody and missing limbs. She quickly walked out of the tent and came back just as fast but with a large mirror. "Here," she said holding the mirror in front of me, "take a look."
Being able to finally see myself brought joy to my face, a feeling I never thought I'd be able to experience in this new world Truth had forced me into. I had a round face with fat cheeks, and I looked very young, like I was five. I had short curly brown hair that came up to my chin. I also had big and bright green eyes with long eye lashes. I had a dark skin color, but not as dark as the two men and Azura. Overall, I wasn't an ugly child (and yes, child, I looked like one and would refer to myself as such). "Wow, I forgot what I looked like, how old do you think I am?"
Sarah looked at me with as much joy and enthusiasm as I felt, "I would say you are about as old as my daughter back home, she's about to turn six in a few months," in that moment Mr. Rockbell walked into the tent.
"Hey, Sarah, Lieutenant Colonel Mustang said to go to his tent as soon as possible, we have to head over," Mr. Rockbell, who I assume was the aforementioned Yuriy, said to Sarah.
"But what about her, we can't leave her here alone," Sarah said, and I silently agreed with her. I didn't want to be a lone. However, Roy sounded serious about them coming to speak with them so, "It's fine, I want to look in the mirror some more."
With that, Yuriy looked at me appreciatively and ushered Sarah out of the tent, leaving me alone with the mirror. However, before they left Yuriy said, "Thank you for keeping my wife company."
I guess that answers my questioned, Yuriy and Sarah make a lovely couple.
AN: So, this is it, the true start of the story, it's finally going to go somewhere, and it's the longest chapter thus far with 1,073 words. And, don't worry, the main character will have a name soon, probably in the next chapter or two, hopefully. I also changed the age of James, the main character's brother. He is about four or three now because I realized that Trisha dies when Ed and Al are like, 6 and 7 years old. So, yeah. Thank you again The Flame Alchemist 13 for your support, it really helps get me motivated to write more chapters. SilverSeaStar over and out, *Bye*.