The Soulsteel Alchemist

by Badawada

Xion - A mysterious, sassy girl who has an unknown past. This sunglasses wearing, satchel bearing, slightly tanned girl is determined for no-one to discover her hidden history, the thing that she has avoided all her life. Deciding to join the Elrics on their quest. The thing is... She knows what she's running from, but who is she running to?

2. Chapter 2: The Train

I pushed my sunglasses up the bridge of my nose slightly as I walked down the street. Looking at the flimsy piece of paper in my hands, I wondered why the Colonel asked me to go pn the train to the Eastern military base. I know he works there, but I'm not that great of an alchemist.

Am I?

I shook the thought out of my head as I strolled down the street, nearing the train station. Seat 4b, I guess? Compartment 5, carriage 2. I wonder if there'll be anyone in the same compartment. The Colonel also gave me a note, reading:

If anyone else comes in the compartment, open this letter.

- C.M.

I sighed, shaking my head. The Colonel sure can be a mysterious type when he wants to, as well as a bloody pervert. I sat down in my reserved seat after the conductor stamped my ticket, and soon I was being carried off.

I opened the satchel, and got out a sketchbook and a few pencils. Flipping to a page, I started to finish a sketch of mine. It was of my hometown. Sitting there, in the picture, was of me and my best friend. In the window of her house was her friends, who were brothers.

Their names were on the tip of my tounge.

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After I finished, I stretched out, pushing my sunglasses up my nose again and stared out the window for a seemingly endless amount of time, until the compartment door slid open again, revealing a man in armour and a familiar face. I scrunched my eyebrows, racking my brain for answers.

"I recognise you." I heard a voice from opposite me say. I looked up at the small boy, who I noticed was actually taller than me.

"Same... Oh, I just remembered something." I said, taking out the letter.

"So... What do you do?" He asked. I shrugged.

"I'm homeless, but I just recived a job offer. I'm heading there now." I answered, opening the letter carefully.

Dear Xion,

The person sitting opposite you is The Fullmetal Alchemist. He isn't aware of your existence yet, but I'm sure you'll tell him soon.

C.M.

I sighed, leaning back into my seat.

"You're a State Alchemist. Aren't you?" I said casually. They both looked shocked.

"Fullmetal."

"Y-yeah, how did you know that?"

I tapped the letter beside me.

"It's from Colonel Mustang."

We stayed silent for a moment.

"My name's Edward Elric."

I paused for a moment. I suddenly remembered my friends' names.

"Oh my god."

"What?"

"Oh my god."

"What?!"

"It's me. It's Xion."

"Oh my god."

"I know."