Starting this chapter the POV will be narrative. I won't be writing as if you're reading a diary or something. I'll also try not to use things like -chan, -sama, Sensei…even though I watch the Japanese version rather than the English…it's hard to NOT put the words -kun after Ed's name lol, as well as having to write sensei when talking about Izumi. Maybe I should watch the English version more, yes? I will be using Cenz currency as the do in the manga. A cenz is the equivalent of yen in Japan. Enjoy!

"My Bomber; My Peacemaker"

"Take him Back to Where you Found him."

The sound of a train engine echoed throughout the cars. Clicking and clacking, down the tracks of the country side…the visitor of the unknown future couldn't help but wonder 'why did we get rid of trains?'…it wasn't a stupid question at all…people wanted to go their way most likely…it avoids the whole 'sitting next to a person you don't know' thing. It had been about, a day or so, since the incident at the Nest…It was good to get away.

"So…how long until we get to Rush Valley?"

She was told it would be hot in Rush Valley. After the Elric's previous exploits there, she assumed his sleeveless attire was the result of the heat. His automail arm shone brightly in the sunlight coming from the windows.

"Around 6 to 8 hours…we need to stop at the station in New Hiessgart…" he trailed off.

"How much are the tickets to the next train that goes to Rush Valley?"

"Um…" Edward thought for a moment, "About 120 cenz I think."

"Ok…" she said unsurely of the cost.

"It's a good price. Teacher gave you expense money, right?"

"She only gave me around 15,000 cenz though…it's for traveling and advertising. She told me to make you pay for my hotel room and food-"

"WHAT!"

"-She also said that if you disagree I could call her and she'd come get you right away."

Edward sighed "Oh great…" placing his elbow on the train windowsill and a hand supporting his boyish cheeks, the bright-eyed boy huffed and complained as always. His brother, the more mature one, scolded his elder for not being more understanding. Was there even a person who existed that could say 'No' to Izumi Curtis? Al thought not.

Christina, however, was pleasantly okay with her situation: She had no store to worry about managing, nor did she have to worry about that strange character 'Envy' coming in to check up on her once a month…The only thing to worry about would be the questions that the children would be asking.

You see, Madeline loved children. More than anything really. That's why most of the profits she earns from the store go to the children living in the slums…specifically the Ishbalan children. She had always cared for children, even back home…they always seemed to take a shine to her. Perhaps because she was as small as them, they saw her as their own…

With the silence of 3 minutes being enough for her to bare, she pulled out a half-written two page letter and began to finish it. Looking over it, trying to remember exactly what it was she was trying to say, it wasn't until the third tie over that she reached in her pockets for a pen…leaning against a small book of poetry, she began to write.

"…So, anyway, I'm glad I got to write you…I know that you aren't allowed to write me back, and it must be annoying to get so many letters from me a month you just must wish you could tell me to stop or something.

I wish I had more to tell you but that's basically it, I'm going on random business expenses for my new business partner- I kind of owe her one. She's a nice woman though, actually she's an alchemist like you, Solf! She's very good, and absolutely LOVES the boys.

Ah yes, their the ones I'll be going along with. I'm not sure if you've heard of him but his name is Edward, he became a state alchemist when he was 12, can you believe that? He can transmute without a circle too, no tattoos or fancy trinkets with alchemy circles on them or anything! He just claps and POOF! Just like you!

I'm not sure how alchemy works though, when you get out, I mean, if you get out would you teach me a bit?

Actually I should go to a library and look up on that, shouldn't I?

Well I suppose that's all I have to say, I hope these letters give you some form of entertainment."

-Christina Madeline.

"There…that should do it." the visitor mumbled quietly.

Edward, who had fallen asleep, stretched his arms above his head. Hearing her remark, he yawned, "What's that?"

"It's a letter…" she explained as she began folding it into the envelope.

"To who? You got a boyfriend?" he teased.

"Brother, don't pester miss Madeline, it's none of our business!" the boys still treated her as an acquaintance, she was sure after a few days they would be more comfortable around her. Edward was already comfortable to tease her about a boyfriend, maybe soon they would all be making inside jokes with one another; wouldn't it be odd to make jokes with someone who was at least 10 years older than them?

"Haha…no it's ok Alphonse," she smiled at the two and explained her letter. She told them it was for a good friend of hers who saved her life in Ishbal.

Christina told them the story that was written for her. She had no family here…they all lived in the future. The story that the King Bradley wrote out was that her family were the owners of a successful, although small, chain of sandwich cafes; sort of like fast food in the 20 th century. However her family had dwindled out, leaving only two grandparents, a mother and father and a daughter, Cristina Madeline born in 1889. The father died in the war at Ishbal when it first began in 1901, while the mother died a few years later of smallpox. She was taken care of by her grandparents until she was 18, and in 1907 got lost in the woods where she was found by the Crimson Alchemist in Ishbal.

A believable story, isn't it? But it wasn't the truth at all.

Not remembering how she woke up on top of a pile of burnable corpses, nor how on earth she 'fell from the sky'…the real story of her was that she was born in the year 1990. Her family was small, one set living in Virginia and the other in Texas; hot as hell Texas…

She loved a thing called 'anime' and absolutely loved to draw and listen to music and play games and walk around town…but…

One day, quietly watching TV; the movie 'Back to the Future' was on. She began thinking of how interesting it would be, if she herself where in a situation like that. Adventures were far away in never-neverland…She couldn't just hope on a boat and have magical turtles or people who fly, or people with dog ears and a red coat, or pilot giant robots-

Now Amestres was her home, and there was no way she would want to go back. The only thing at home was a messy room and a nagging mother. Along with a brother who didn't care about anything but his girlfriend.

She didn't miss the people who talked on cell phones while they drove, or the superficial people surrounding her at school and on the internet…that's another thing: internet. What a wondrous thing, isn't it? Not really. Without that to check every single day, there was time for good things like, work. Work, work, work, and more work.

She liked to work. To make people smile was a great joy to her…she loved even more to see the smiles of children.

Christina would never be used to the world of Alchemy. She didn't want to be: Everyday is like an adventure, something people in her time would give anything for.

There wasn't anything to make her even THINK about going back to the place she once called home.

Sometimes, she even felt like 'The Doctor', except she couldn't turn the corner and see the Blue Box…

She closed her eyes…

Unknowingly talking aloud she pondered sleepily, "I wonder what chapter Naruto is at…"

Edward blinked a moment, and looked at his brother who was shrugging his shoulders. Probably a Xingese word or something, Edward thought.

Little did he know…

Rush Valley was indeed HOT; not as hot as Texas, still pretty hot. There were automail shops everywhere…So many different patterns could be seen on each piece of equipment. All of it glared brightly in the sunlight; must be one of the reasons every automail brother sits in the shade.

"Hello there Winry!" Edward blurted out, unusual for him to complement anyone really… "You look awfully chipper today!"

"Ed! Al!"

Winry was their friend Christina heard so much about…from Alex. She had bright blue eyes that popped when she smiled. Her hair was very long and blonde. She was a half a foot taller than Edward. According to Alex, Winry is his automail mechanic; very impressive for someone her age. Somehow, she half expected someone like their teacher.

"I'm glad to see business is going well for you!"

"Sheesh…Once again you guys show up without any warning. Oh? Whose this?"

"My name's Christina Madeline, miss Winry. Nice to meet you."

"You too…" She looked at her, but only for a moment, then smiled cheerfully at the boys again, "So, what brings you here this time?"

He lifted his partially destroyed right arm; the automail made a 'clink' sound…and then…

Paninya's head became visible from the small window of the shop. She was one of the few African Americans the visitor had seen…one being the woman who works inside the Central Library. This Paninya, was very pretty, just like Winry; she was tall and had short black hair, her eyes a beautiful green...She was wearing some overalls…which, Christina thought, was unusual for someone who lives in the heat. maybe she had automail legs?

"Mr. Garfiel, I'm done fixing the roof."

"Oh, thanks Paninya."

Mr. Garfiel was, ahem, a questionable fellow. He was a very skilled automail mechanic…or rather, he must be if he has his own shop. His shop caters to those who have little to pay. He's tall and muscular, with a small mustache and hairstyle...his hairstyle reminded her of a fellow in central she met once...Yoki she thought his name was. Garfiel was very kind though, he had an air about him that reminded her of the Armstrongs.

"I heard quite a ruckus down here. You got company?"

"Uh huh. Some of Winry's friends."

"Friends? Oh! It must be Al and…" she stopped for a moment to look at the remains of the once living on the floor, "…Ed?" she pointed.

"This pile of goo USED to be him!" Yeah, Winry was just like their teacher. Paninya then pointed at Christina. "You a friend too?"

"You could say that. I work for their teacher." she bowed politely…noticing Winry stare at her…Feeling the need to exit excitement, the traveler stepped outside to advertise at local shops. She WAS supposed to be working after all. There was a map on the side of a building of the studio. She studied and looked it over for a bit. Then she heard…

"ACTUALLY, WE'VE BEEN DYING TO CHECK OUT THE TOWN! SEE YA!"

A flash of red and silver glazed her vision.

Wha…? Boys, what's going on?"

Edward stopped in his tracks, out of breath…

"Avoiding…well…You wanna check out the town?"

"Sure I guess. Actually, I'd love to! Do you know of any meat shops around?"

"Well not that I know of…"

Edward just led the way for a few minutes. After a while, he and she stopped to buy some drinks at a side stand: Edward bought an orange colored drink, and Christina looked at Edward to buy her the same thing. Alphonse, of course, got nothing. It must be annoying to have to say 'no' to food…She really hated relying on someone so small, I mean young, to buy her drinks…although, if he was going to pay for her food and expenses…she could save up enough money for important things.

"…This place is so BORING. The only thing here are automail shops!" Edward said, his straw at his mouth.

"Think so?"

"You seem to be enjoying yourself." Ed said accusingly.

"Indeed…" she added.

"That's because everyone thinks I have a full-body automail!" Alphonse practically walked on air, stopping to wave at a small boy with automail arms, "I can walk around in peace without fear that someone might discover my true nature!"

"I see what you mean…"

After he politely waved, Alphonse looked over to his left, he had spotted something in the alley nearby. Christina was too busy being asked if she was a mechanic…While Edward was being bothered by repairmen…

"…I get pestered by freak jobs like this. I HATE this place."

"Al? What are you doing?"

"Come here guys…"

Edward was suspicious, "You're acting like you do when you see a kitten. You find a stray or something?"

"I hope not…I'm allergic to cats." she said putting her hand over her nose. The very thought of any cat near her made her eyes water.

"See there, Al." Edward stopped mid-sentence, spewing his drink out of his mouth like a fountain. Al had found someone unconscious in the alleyway.

"He's out cold, huh?"

This someone had long black hair, tied in the back with a small white ribbon…he was face down on the dirty ground…he also wore very strange clothing. No buckles or zippers anywhere on him…as if the fabric was just tied on. Very Asian…even more so, his shoes…slip-ons; not to mention the WEAPON covered in gauze-looking material. Was he dangerous? Not likely. Alphonse found him in an alley. Unconscious. Alone. He must not be a very dangerous person…

"Looks that way." Edward kneeled down to get a better look at him. As he finished his sentence, he stood back up.

"Poor guy…" she added. Maybe Edward was getting up to go find help, or-

"Take him back where you found him."

"How can you be so mean! ?"

15,000 yen is worth around 1,175 American dollars. I figured…for 1914, 1,000 dollars is enough for hotel rooms, food, clothing, advertising, and such. I mean. 2.50 in 1914 could buy an entire Thanksgiving dinner…cost only .50...a movie was around .25c! I'm sure 1,000 dollars would last…about….a year, year and half? One dollar was worth around 20.00 in the 1900's. so…yea…I think she's covered XD oh yes, I heard Edward say 'automail brethren' in one episode of FMA...the first series. : )

EDIT: derpderp of course they know her age DX i said so in the 1st chapter DX FIXED

EDIT: some dialogue...it looked so empty on a couple of pages FIXED

And YES! The Ling chapter! Woohoo! Next chapter! Emissary of the East! Lol not really the title…buuuuut. yea anyways, please review! my character isn't Mary-Sue at all, is she? please let meh kno!