You lay in the rain, your back against a tree. You felt the cold rain hitting your face as you looked up at the gloomy sky. You brought your hand to your face, feeling the warm tears mixed with the rain. You shut your eyes, and let the rain continue to soak you. You didn't care how cold it was, or that it was winter. You just really didn't feel like going back inside. You didn't care about sicknesses, or any of that mess. What could possibly be worse than the emotional pain you already felt?

You opened your eyes slightly, once again looking up at the dark sky and clouds. The rain pelted you hard, and your wet clothes stuck to your body like glue. You remembered the times when you were happy; the times when all four of you were together. You remembered Winry, Edward, Alphonse, and Pinako, or well, you called her Granny even though the two of you weren't related. The memories all came flooding back at the same time, making you cry even more as the flashbacks began, beginning with your meeting…

(Flashback)

Both your parents wanted you gone from the very beginning. They could barely stand you for ten years. You remember your father giving you away like you were nothing but trash when you were ten years old, like you weren't even human. That happened right after your mother died. Not like you were sad though, she hated you. Your father beat you constantly, even more after your mother passed away. He blamed you for her death, when she died in a car accident. You had nothing to do with it. A lady named Pinako knew your mother when she was alive, and she didn't quite like her either. You remember reading your mother's diary. You knew it was wrong, but you needed to know the truth, the truth you already knew deep down. There were hurtful things about you in it. She talked about wanting an abortion when she was pregnant, but she didn't go through with it.

Eventually, the lady, you were now to call Granny, took you to her home when your father gladly gave you up. The lady placed her coat over your shoulders as we neared the door. You grasped both sides of the jacket, tears streaming down your face.

"This will be your new home, _," The lady, or well, Granny said softly as she slowly turned the door knob. You didn't say a word. You stood behind her, slouched over looking at your own feet. When the door was opened, no one was inside. It was just an empty, old-timey house. It seemed nice and home-like though.

You approached the kitchen table, and looked at her, a look that asked 'can I sit here?' She nodded, saying that it was okay. You were going to be living here from now on; it was only natural that you'd be allowed to sit at the table. You took a seat quietly, still not saying a single thing. Granny gave a sad, worried smile. She was trying to reassure you that everything was going to get better, but you weren't so sure.

Just when you were starting to relax, the door burst open. A young, blonde-haired boy, seeming just a bit older than you, and a suit of armor walked in. You let out a low gasp, one no one could probably even hear, and you tensed up. You looked at them strangely. Honestly, you had never been around anyone except my parents, and you had seen Granny a few times before.

"Hey! Granny! What's for lunch?" The blonde-haired boy asked cheerfully, his eyes were shut so he didn't even notice you. The suit of armor did though; he looked at you surprised and let out a gasp.

"Brother?" he asked the blonde-haired boy. He opened his eyes and looked at you, his expression changed to one of shock. Before he could freak out, or yell, or anything like that, Granny cut him off.

"The girl's name is _. She's going to be living here too," she said calmly, as if it were no big deal that she was taking you in.

You calmed down soon after the boys' question was answered by granny, and the two of them scurried off somewhere. Granny placed her hand on your shoulder. You turned your head to see that she was smiling.

"They are a bit, well, energetic, but they are kind boys. You shouldn't have too much trouble getting along with them. I'm sure you'll get along with Winry too," You nodded your head and turned away, looking down at the plain table. You didn't even ask who Winry was. You were guessing Winry was a girl, or maybe a pet, you weren't sure.

"You should go play outside for a while,_," You nodded your head once more, and got up from your seat. You didn't feel like doing anything, but you just went as she asked. How could you disobey her? She just took you in, and she was the first person who didn't treat you like trash.

You headed out the door. You went and sat against a tree. You were facing away from the house, so she wouldn't notice that you didn't actually go play with them. You sighed as you closed your eyes and held your knees. You were exhausted. You just wanted to go to sleep, but you weren't even sure if you had a room to sleep in.

As you sat there quietly, you began to feel better. It was a pretty peaceful place here, unlike your old home. Your eyes remained shut; then, you felt something touch you, or um, poke you. You wiggled a bit, and shrugged off the feeling, guessing it was just the wind or something.

"Poke, Poke," You heard a female's voice. She sounded happy. You weren't sure why. You opened your eyes, and you saw the boy and the suit of armor, and in between them was a young, blonde-haired girl smiling at you.

"I'm Winry, and this is Edward!" she said, pointing to the blonde-haired boy. Then, she turned to the suit of armor, "and this is Alphonse," she giggled. You looked at all of them confused.

"Granny said your name was _, right?" Alphonse, the suit of armor, asked you. You nodded your head slowly, surprised by how his voice sounded. You'd expect a suit of armor to have a deep, scary voice, but his was young, childish, and kind. It was not at all what you were expecting.

Winry soon left, wanting to go ask Granny more about you since you wouldn't say anything. The brothers on the other hand, stayed with you. They looked at you curiously, as if they were asking you to explain everything.

"Why won't you say anything?" Edward asked you curiously as he got down on his knees in front of you and looked closer. "Are you broken?"

"She's not broken, brother. She's just shy," Alphonse said to his brother. Edward then got up and placed his hands on his hips.

"I'll get her to say something!" Edward exclaimed excitedly. "I won't fail!" You turned away from the two of them, your _ hair covering your face.

"I guess….you could say I'm broken," You whispered softly. The two boys gasped as they heard your voice. It was silent for a moment or so, but then Edward and Alphonse sat down next to you, you in the middle.

"_, since we're going to be living together, I only think it's fair that you tell us your story, or at least why you're here,"

"Why should I?" You asked. Your voice was much clearer this time. They were the first to get you to say anything that wasn't just a mumble, or a whisper.

"Because if you tell us your story, I'll tell you ours," Edward said, turning to his brother Alphonse, "if that's okay with you, Al," Al nodded, signaling that he was okay with it. You thought for a moment. Should you really open up and tell them? You looked up at the two brothers. Edward then, took his coat off, revealing that he had a metal arm. You gasped, wondering what had happened to the boy. He looked at you blankly, awaiting your response.

You told both of them about how your father gave you up after your mother was killed and so on. You even told them about how things were at home. Somehow, they made you open up a bit. You weren't sure how they did it.

"And so, your father, he- he did that?" Alphonse touched your arm, seeing markings from where you had been beaten by your father. The metal armor was cold on your skin.

"Mmhm," you mumbled, just loud enough for the two boys to hear.

"Now for our secret, or our life," Edward started with a sad look in his eyes. You looked at him, then at Alphonse, awaiting them Edward to start.

"Our mother died from illness. I, well… we, really missed her. Our father left when we were little so we went to live with Granny and Winry. I made the decision that we should bring her back. Alphonse agreed and so, we tried to bring her back using alchemy. It was forbidden to use human transmutation but, we were lost without her, so we ignored the laws. We laid out the ingredients of the human body, ready to start; but when we started, something we went wrong. In the end, I lost a leg and Alphonse lost everything, because what we tried to give up wasn't enough. I then gave up my arm in exchange for Alphonse's soul and attached it to a suit of armor," Edward finally finished, his head down with his hair in his face. He and Alphonse had a terrible past too, probably even worse than yours.