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The Next Generation: A FMA Fanfiction Chapter 1

Novel By: moemoepl12
Young adult


Tags: Fma, Alchemy, Future


It's been 60 years since Edward Elric defeated Father. Now the alchemists no loner exist and the remaining alchemists have to hide their alchemy. Vienna Wood discovers alchemy from a book her grandmother gave her and become interested in the most deadly secrets alchemy has. Her best friend, Tasha Hoffman, learns the truth about the alchemist's disappearance from her elderly neighbor, Edward Elric. When she learns of the dangerous things Vienna is doing and she has to choose whether to let Vienna hurt herself or to tell Edward and stop her, but get arrested and executed. View table of contents...


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Submitted:May 31, 2012    Reads: 78    Comments: 1    Likes: 0   


This world is so boring. All I do is go to school and come home. Why can't this world pack a little excitement for me? Amestris is such a boring country now and Central is the most boring part of all. I've heard from the stories my grandmother told me that Amestris was once abundant with these people called alchemists, but they all disappeared about 30 years ago. I mean it's no surprise to me. They were around in the early 1900's. Now it's 1975 and things are bound to die of by then.

"Hey Vienna!" My best friend Tasha shouts, "Earth to Vienna! Are you there?"

"Yes I'm here. I was just thinking." I say.

"You're always thinking! You need to not think and have fun like me! Then maybe you'll have a boyfriend." She teases.

"I don't need a boyfriend Ms. Tasha Hoffman! Now shouldn't you be getting home before your mom tries to kill you again?" I say coldly.

"Nope! I'm going over to my neighbor's house today after I leave you. He is so lonely and my mom thinks that my visits cheer him up!"

"What is your neighbor's name again?" I ask.

"Oh, his name is Edward Elric. He's like 75 years old and he's been very sad ever since his wife, Winry died. I met him when I was watching his grandchildren and my mom thought I could cheer him up by visiting him!"

"Ok, that's enough info for today Tasha. I'll see you tomorrow ok?"

"Alright! Bye Vienna!"

I wave goodbye to the bubbly girl and I make my way down the street. I walk slowly on the sidewalk and come to a stop when I reach the military command center. Central Command has always caught my eye, even when I was a child I would ask many questions about it like who works there and what do they do? My grandmother usually answered these questions since my mother had no idea. Not much has changed in the fifteen years I've been alive, except for the fact that my grandmother is no longer with me. She passed away when I was 8. I can't remember how much I grieved because I try to block the memory of her death from my mind.

I see two soldiers dressed in blue uniforms guarding the entrance to Central Command. I salute to them and I continue walking. I'm almost to my apartment building, but I decide to take little detour instead. I walk into the Central cemetery to visit my grandmother's grave. I find the gray headstone with her name on it Elizabeth Marie Wilder 1890-196. I miss her so much that it hurts. I dig through my brown school bag and pull out a single white daisy, her favorite flower, and I place it on her headstone. I turn around on my heals and head home.

Before I exit the cemetery, I see a headstone that catches my eye. A tomb stone that says the name Alex Louis Armstrong.' On the tombstone was a strange circle with many strange shapes and lines inside of it. I can see that someone had tried to starch it away, but had failed. I take out a piece of paper and a pencil and quickly copy the strange shape. I stuff the paper back into my school bag and run home. On the way out, I bump into a lovely young woman with golden hair and shiny blue eyes. She looked to be in her early thirties. I knocked the yellow flowers she was carrying out of her hands and I politely reach down and pick them up for her.

"I am so sorry ma'am!" I say quickly.

"It's alright young lady." She says. "My name is Sarah Elric."

"I'm Vienna Wood. I was just heading home when I bumped into you." I say.

"Well you better hurry home before you get in trouble with your parents!" She says with happy tone.

"Ah you're right! Thanks !"

I run through the crowded streets, dodging people and cars. I look at my watch and it says 5:00. Great, I'm going to be late for sure! I think. I reach my apartment in about 10 minutes considering the cemetery is only a few blocks from my home. I take out my key and unlock the door. I take of my shiny school shoes and tiptoe into the apartment. I quietly sit on the leather couch and look around for my mother. I let out a sigh of relief when I realize my mother isn't home from work yet. This gives me time to examine that strange circle. I run into my room, lock the door, and shut the blinds. I take out the piece of paper and examine the circle. It has a smaller circle inside the larger circle and triangle that's tip extends past the lines of the smaller circle. It has something that looks like flames at the bottom of the triangle and very strange lettering around the circle.

It reminds me of something I saw in a book my grandmother gave me. I dig through my bookshelf and find the book with the title The Basics of Alchemy. I flip open to the first page and see and very simple version of the circle. It is only a circle and a triangle on the inside. It called it a transmutation circle, the base of alchemy. This alchemy stuff sure is complicated, but interesting. Maybe I'll look further into this.

"Vienna!" A voice shouts, "I'm home!"

Oh Mom I think, Why did you have to come home when things were getting interesting? "Coming Mom!" I shout back to her.

I try to make myself look like I haven't been running around town. I brush my blonde hair and pull it into a ponytail and I take out my contacts and put my black glasses over my dark blue eyes. I change out of my school uniform and into a purple t-shirt, black sweatpants, and purple socks. I walk into the small kitchen and find my mom already cooking dinner. She already changed out of her work clothes and into a light blue dress and was making a lovely dinner of lamb stew. I smile at her hard work. Ever since dad left when I was 4 and grandma died, she's been working so hard to keep us afloat. She even took up a few extra hours at her job. My mom works as a secretary at a large clothing factory far away from our home. She has to drive many miles just to go to work. I admire her so much.

"How was your day sweetheart?" She asks with a beautiful smile.

"Not much, but I think something every cool will happen tomorrow."

Tasha's Point of View

I knock of the old wooden door to the old man's apartment. I quickly adjust my school uniform and fix my brownish-black hair. I tighten my grip on the container of cookies my mother made for him.

"Come in, Tasha." He says quietly.

I open the door and find the old man sitting on the small brown couch while reading a book. He wrinkled face has a smile on it and his golden eyes lighten up at the sight of me. He gives me a wave signals me in.

"Good afternoon, ! How are you today?" I ask politely.

"I'm doing alright. My daughter Sarah came to visit me today so I wasn't too lonely. But, you know I always look forwards to your visits. Since my grandchildren are only toddlers, they can't really have a conversation yet. So how was your day today?"

"It was fine. My mother baked you so cookies! She thought you would like them!"

"Tell her I said thank you. Your mother is such a caring woman, just like mine was." He looks at a picture of a lovely woman with brown hair and emerald eyes. He sighs with grief and taps his metal fingers on the coffee table.

"Would you like me to get you some milk Mr. Elric?" I say

"No, absolutely not. I hate milk!" He says coldly.

"What? But, why? Milk is good for you and it will help you live longer, and it may help you grow a little bit."

"WHO ARE YOU CALLING SO SMALL HE CAN'T BE SEEN WITH A MICROSCOPE?"

I laugh at his outburst and get a white plate for the cookies. I sit of the light brown couch and watch as takes a chocolate chip cookie out of the pile.

"Mr. Elric?" I say.

"Yes Tasha, what is it?"

"Could you tell me what happened to the alchemists. My mother told me about them and said they were extinct and I asked about it in school today and the teacher yelled at me from asking such a stupid question. I heard that you were in the military at one time and I thought you might know what happened."

He runs his fingers through his goldish- gray hair and looks me straight in the eye. "Tasha, what I'm about to tell you, you can't tell anyone. If this information me, you, and our friends and family could be imprisoned or executed."

I nod my head to tell him I understand.

"Have you ever heard of the Fullmetal Alchemist?"

"Yes, my grandparents talked about him all the time. They called him a hero." I respond.

"Well, he was a hero, He saved Amestris from a coup de ta that would've destroyed our country."

"What happened to him?"

"No one knows. But he played a very important role in the disappearance of alchemists."

"How?" I ask shakily. I am very scared of what his answer will be.

"He and many other alchemists tried to change our government into a democracy and-"

"And what ?" I interrupt.

"He failed."





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