It's been quite awhile since I've written a fanfic. So after all this time, decided to give it another shot. This will be a spin off from the old series of Fullmetal Alchemist. Not Brotherhood. There's a chance there could be an OC in this. Which stands for Orginial Character. There won't be a timeline and there will be alterations of characters, fit to my uses for this story. Point of views will change occasionally throughout this too. I hope those who take the time to read this, enjoy it and excuse any mistakes/errors I make.
Chapter One: Trouble Arises
The sound of a train blowing its whistle sent chills down a young lady's spine, and she held onto her hat as a rush of air brushed past her and lifted the ends of her dress up playfully. A grin could be seen on her face as she held onto a brief case that held precious cargo of automail designed just for Edward Elric.
"I can't wait to see Ed and Al."
"Winry, you come back now, you hear me?" spoke a familiar voice behind her.
Winry turned around with a smile, gazing down at Pinako who held up a pipe in her mouth with Din by her side, wagging his tail and letting out an enthusiastic bark.
"I will," Winry said, kneeling down, giving Din a scratch between his ears. "Maybe I'll even talk Ed into coming back with me."
"He's as stubborn as you are, Winry," Pinako scoffed affectionately, "But it'd be nice to have the boys come home again."
"Time to board!" bellowed out a train conductor, opening up the doors to let passengers board the train.
"I'll call you when I make it to Central." Winry said cheerfully, giving Pinako a quick kiss on the cheek before picking up her brief case and making her way onto boarding the train.
"I'll have a stew waiting for the three of you when come back to Resembool!" Pinako smiled, watching her grown up granddaughter board the train, looking very much like herself at one time.
"I can't wait!" Winry called out, disappearing inside of the train, the door shutting behind her and the train slowly begin to pull out of its station. Din and Pinako watching it slowly become a blur as it grew further away until a black speck remained.
"Let's go home, Din."
Taking my time, I looked around for a good window seat as I made my way through the narrow gap of seats taken on the train. Unfortunately, most of the window seats were taken by couples sitting in pairs in their seats, children facing across from them. I could feel the train moving beneath my feet, that I had to steady myself by grabbing hold of the seats next to me.
"It's been so long since I've seen Ed. I wonder if he's grown any taller."
"I hope he didn't mess up his automail again or get into any more trouble while he was away."
"If he did, I'm going to have to knock some sense into him!"
A woman to be in her mid thirties gave me a bewildered look, clutching her child closely to her as she stared at me.
"I must of got that look on my face again when I get excited. Where flames appear in my eyes and I grip my arm, showing off my muscles and appearing tough."
I chuckle apologetically and continue to move on past her. With a huff, I make my way towards the back, heaving the brief case as I go, beginning to feel its weight. Finally, spotting one last opened seat with a window view. Even though it was in the back, near the cargo and not exactly a preferable place to sit for most people. Luckily for me, I didn't mind in the least and it's closest to the exit door.
"It sure is crowded today."
A speck of blue caught the corner of my eye, breaking my train of thought as I gazed at the uniforms worn by those of the military. An old man was sitting in the middle seat, hunched over with a cane between his legs, looking quite uncomfortable by his traveling companions. A small medical case was held under his arm, as if he was afraid someone would steal it from him.
The woman on his right had an amused expression on her face, propping her head up with her hand, loose black strands of hair framed her face. Having felt my stare, she slowly turned to face me and winked at me.
"Oops didn't mean to stare."
My face grew hot that I quickly turned away, peeking out of the corner of my eye to see the woman with unusual colored eyes lean across the seats to speak to the young man sitting across from her and drawing his undivided attention onto me.
"Probably making fun of me for staring- huh?"
As I continued to peek at the pair, the young man's face broke out into a grin as he listened to his female companion, speaking quickly with enthusiasm that the old man between them grimace in pain; as if listening to him talk made him feel guilty. The woman gaze once more at me before settling back down against her seat and kept her attention on the old man.
"Maybe they know I"m a friend of Ed's?"
Dismissing the weird feeling I was getting inside of my chest, I felt a pang of disappointment, wishing there was a familiar face among them; that I could speak to on my way to Central. Someone like Major Hughes, with his fatherly figure to Ed and Al.
"I wonder how old Elicia is now."
"Maybe I'll stop by for a visit, while I'm here in Central."
Throwing my brief case above me on the rack, I took a seat, allowing myself to relax and watch the scenery past by in the window. A small chatter began to form amongst the train, passengers speaking to each other in hushed tones, that I paid little mind to it.
"I WONT LET YOU DO IT! I REFUSE TO HARM AN INNOCENT GIRL!"
I jump in surprise, looking over a few seats at the old man standing up from his chair, breathing hard with a bead of sweat rolling down the side of his face, that he grabbed out a handkerchief to wipe it away.
Before anyone could move or speak, the old man was yanked back down into his chair by the woman who started to scold him. Except the old man wasn't having any of it until the young man whispered something into his ear; making the old man glare and gasp in shock.
"I wonder what that was all about? He couldn't have been talking about me, right?"
"I'm sorry for the sudden outburst folks, Dr. Marcoh is just in distraught over some tragic news," spoke the young man, rising from his seat, "So please return to what you were doing."
I quickly scanned both his clothes and the woman's clothes for the familiar silver watch that most state alchemist carry. Except neither of them had one on their person.
"They must be state officers then. I wonder if they're concealing weapons beneath their clothes?"
"You must be a friend of that pipsqueak- I mean, Edward Elric, right?"
I looked up briefly to see the young man from earlier was standing right before me, a smile on his face that didn't quite reach his eyes. His hair was an unusual color sticking out slightly from beneath the cap he wore on his head.
"Mind if I take a seat?" He asked kindly.
I cast my eyes behind him to see the old man clutching his arm in pain, gazing at me with a sorrowful expression. That I hesitated much to the young man's displeasure. Quickly giving him a smile.
"Sure." I nodded with indication, watching him take a seat and stretch his arms out until they make a sickening crack sound.
"Stay calm Winry. It's not like he's gonna kidnap you or anything. He's part of the military."
"How'd you know I was a friend of Ed's?" I asked, mustering up the courage to speak.
"You're coming from Resembool. Ed often talks about his number one automail mechanic from there. Bragging about you to everyone within listening range and showing off his automail."
"That sounds like him."
"I'd imagine you're going to see him?" He asked curiously.
"Something tells me that I shouldn't try lying to him."
"Yes, I want to upgrade his automail and make a few friendly visits to some friends of ours while I'm there in Central."
"If you like, I could bring you to him when we're there-" He began, leaning in intently, appraising me with his eyes.
"No, No! You don't have to do that!" I protested with a wave of my hands, as if to fend him off much to his...amusement, annoyance? I couldn't tell. A predator gleam was in his eyes and I was drawing a lot of attention to the passengers around me.
"But I insist," He said, catching my hand in his, "A pretty girl like yourself shouldn't be left alone without an escort."
"I already have a friend waiting for me at the station." I quickly lie, trying to appear calm and collected.
"Please reconsider my offer, Winry." He pleaded, squeezing my hand a little more tightly then necessary. Making me feel trapped.
"Good thinking Winry. If only I hadn't packed my wrench away."
Inwardly I groaned, trying to gently move my hand out of his grip but, he held fast onto it. I gazed about, hoping someone would take notice that I wasn't enjoying this creep's company but, no one took notice. As if sensing my growing discomfort he lets go but, not without a smirk on his face.
"If you insist, then I won't stop you." I say quietly. Deciding it'd be best just to humor him and make a break for it at the station.
"Good! We'll take you right to him when we get there!" He cries out in excitement, removing himself from the seat next to me with a skip in his step and walks back to his seat.
About to let out a sigh of relief, I catch Dr. Marcoh gazing at me and mouthing the word...
"I barely know him but, maybe I should run. I don't even know his companions names and they obviously know mine."
"Just act natural. Like your not doing anything wrong or to be suspected of."
The moment I stood up, I felt all three of their eyes on me that I felt a bead of sweat roll down my back. Taking deep breaths, I took my brief case down, pretending I was checking it for something before leaving it on my seat, hiding the wrench behind my back and making my way to the exit door.
Fear pounded inside my chest as I made my way past them, that I suspected they could hear my heart racing if they listened closely enough or notice the wrench being held in my left hand that was begining to sweat. I tried to keep my face natural but, it was growing harder to do so when I heard the sound of someone getting out of there chair.
The sunlight illuminating the inside of the train vanished beneath the clouds, making it much darker inside of the train that I quicken my step, moving towards the phone and reaching out for it. Only a hand picked it up before I could. Making me instinctly back up and bump into something or someone.
"I'm sorry. You'll have to wait before you can make a call to Central." spoke a familiar voice behind me.
Without thinking, I threw my left hand up that was holding the wrench and tried to knock the creep away from me. Except he anticapted it and quickly restrained my arms in both of his hands.
"Winry! It's just me!"
There was a flash of light, the creep I was fending off was no longer there but standing in his place was Edward. The red jacket hanging off of his shoulders, golden hair twisted into a braid lying across his shoulder, gold colored eyes looking into mine and the silver pocket watch hanging from his waist.
"Edward?" I ask in disbelief.
A sinister smile crosses his face in answer that an unexpected blow to the back of my neck sends me crashing down to my knees , making me slowly black out in pain.
"Foolish girl. You should of waited until we made it back to Central." spoke a regal feminine voice, standing before her and looking down at the pitiful auto mechanic on the floor.
"I can't believe she fell for it! Such a stupid girl! Just like all the rest of these pathetic humans."
"That's enough Envy."
"What have you done?" Dr. Marcoh asks in horror.
The two homunculi turned to face him, stepping aside to show Winry lying there on the ground, hidden partially by the shadows with her hand out stretch...as if reaching for her wrench.
To be Continued.