Past or Future

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D/C: I own nothing

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Winry waved off the cab driver as he drove off, leaving her in her late grandmother's home she had recently inherited from her late grandmother. Taking in a deep breath, she swung an old leather satchel over her shoulder and headed towards the door, making a mental note to come back out to bring in her suitcases from the front lawn. Each step she got closer to the home, the blonde couldn't help the shiver that went up to her spine.

The place always gave off a strange feeling towards her, neither good or bad. Just… off. At the age of around seven or eight, her parents had forbidden her of ever visiting the home for whatever reason. The only reason she's here is for the fact she inherited the home and business of her late grandmother, and it was agreed between the three of them that it is better off for her to get away from the city. She could continue her family's business, Rockbell Automail, from where it all started… She already has a degree in Automail Mechanics and now she's working on becoming surgeon to further her career.

Problem? Winry ran into some trouble back at her university and needed to getaway. Which resulted in her traveling back to her roots and hopes of starting over. Only if she lived on the conditions her grandmother had left her in her will.
'I hope this place isn't hunted…' Winry thought as she unlocked the front door and she couldn't help but feel as if she made a horrible choice.

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"I have to what?"

Winry stared at the lawyer that was assigned to oversee her grandmother's will, wondering what exactly has been going on in the old woman's life.

"Your grandmother was tasked with cleaning the home down the road, if you wish to stay here, you have to continue with her duties. The owners of the home… are not around, and this is mainly to ensure the home is not left alone." The lawyer stated as they began to hand Winry several packets of paperwork and some other documents.

"Wait…" Winry read the pack of papers and saw the address of the home she had to clean. "I thought this house was abandoned and was suddenly burned…"
"It was rebuilt…" The lawyer said uneasily. "Listen, long as you follow the rules of the owners, everything should be okay."

"Tch… fine. Is that all?" Winry asked she took the pen the lawyer had offered her to write on the documents.

"Well… are you planning on continuing your grandmother's business?"

"That's the plan…. Why?"

"Just wondering…"

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"Everything is dusty!"

"Ed, please! Pinako passed away some time ago, I've received the news she tasked her granddaughter of taking care of the home."

"Winry?"

"Yes… Winry, do you remember Winry?"

"Of course, I remember her… it's just been a while since I last saw her. It's been… how long has it been?"

"Fifteen years."

"Ah. That long?"

"Look, I'm going to town, please don't do anything… irrational."

"Who are you calling, irrational!"

"You."

Edward Elric watched on as Alphonse put on a traveling coat and headed off his own way. Letting out a loud huff, he headed towards the basement of the home to continue on with his work. At this rate, he won't even be able to do so at the news of Pinako's granddaughter coming over soon. It's been years since he last saw her and wonders if she remembers him.

"Doubt it." Edward snorted, he walked passed a window, with the iron sill covered in a thick layer of white looking dust. The setting sun cast dark shadows into the home but the golden blonde paid no mind to it. The thoughts of Winry coming back to Resembol was something he never thought would happen after what had happened several years ago, she was so young, far to young to find out what she is.

TBC.