The Homunculus with the Kind Heart

by The-Biggest-Geek19

At the young age of three, Cassandra O'Hansen learned alchemy. At the age of six, she died and came back to life. But that was after she took on the role as the bridge between Truth and her world. Now, fifteen and an orphan, she becomes the eighth homunculus, Fear. As a pawn for the dangerous game that Father is playing, will she let the feelings that killed her family destroy her?

2. Chapter 1: For All That Has Happened

Aaaaaannnnddd I'm back! This will hopefully be the only chapter post that is in first-person, so you shouldn't need to worry about it being that way the whole story.

Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters.

Alchemy is the science of understanding, deconstructing, and reconstructing matter. All living things follow that flow, and death is a part of that flow. So why am I not dead?

I wish I was bluffing when I asked why I wasn't dead. But I am alive, and my family paid the toll. But before I get ahead of myself, let's start at the beginning.

My father came to Amestris in 1895, on a trip to learn the alchemy of this country. There, he fell in love with my mother, Marissa O'Hansen. In 1899, they had a daughter. Me. A little over a year later, they had a boy, my younger brother Thomas. They moved into the house my mother grew up in, up North in a small, remote village called Regen Village.

Very few actually believed Thomas and I were brother and sister. I had dark hair and dark eyes, to his pale blonde, almost white, hair and ice blue eyes. He was loud and sweet, where I was quiet and impusive. I studied alchemy, he was more interested in music.

Now, about me being supposed to be dead...Well, here is how it happened

"Are you sure it's safe?" My best friend, Thalia, asked me. She looked nervously at the frozen pond, then turned her red eyes back to me. I grinned, then glanced back at Thomas, who was making a snowman with Thalia's twin, Clarence.

"Don't be a baby, Thalia. It'll be fine." I said, sliding out onto the ice. I laughed as she followed me, then fell. I slid around on the ice, swiftly making transmutation circles and activating them. Small snowmen followed me around, before becoming one big snowman. Clarence and Thomas stared up at the snowman in awe, and Thalia slid into it. I heard a cracking noise, then Thalia scream, before everything went dark.

'It's cold. How am I tired? It doesn't matter, but what happened? Am I...am I dying?' Panic seeped through the coldness, and my breath came out in a rush of bubbles.

In a split second, I found myself in a pure white area with a large door behind me.

"W-where am I?" I asked, looking around. The thing was, I couldn't tear my eyes off of the door. The details, down to the smallest line, were mesmerizing. The intertwining snakes, the tree, the words Ut medicina, alchimia et veritatis and Unus Deus. I stood, transfixed on memorizing the intricate gate.

"I'm pleased to meet your acquaintance, young alchemist." A voice said from behind me, and I turned to face it. A silhouette of a person stood a good distance away,a grin the only features on it's face.

"Who the hell are you? Where the hell am I?" I yelled at it, trying to be brave. It laughed, the hundreds of voices it used to speak ringing in the empty air.

"I'm glad you asked! I am what you'd call the world, or God, or Truth, or All, and I am you. And you, young alchemist, are dead." It ended it's sentence by pointing a finger at me. The doors behind me opened with a creaking noise.

"WAIT!" I shouted, taking a step forwards. "There's a price! How about, if you let me live, I'll give you a piece of me. I'll be your Gate between my world and here."

"All right. I'll take that deal. BUT." It paused. "You're not going to be the only one to pay for this."

At the time, I didn't understand what it meant. But now I do.

Two years later, my mother was murdered in cold blood. A year later, my father died of a disease. And two years after that, Thomas was killed by the Homunculus Envy. I watched as the life slipped out of my father's and my brother's eyes. And that was when I realized it, it's my fault they're all dead. It wasn't because of the disease, or Envy, or even because of a murderer. It was me. I was the cause of their death.

So I am now trying to figure out how to fix everything, with the Truth inside my head, and the blood of my family on my hands. But I know one thing. I'll fix what I've done, even if it involves me taking my last breath. I will fix this, and I won't let anyone else die because of me.

How was that? I'm not going to be doing everything in first-person, just this chapter. And I hope to update soon, so just wait!

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