Disclaimer: I don't own Full Metal Alchemist. If I did, the ending to that dumb movie would have never, I repeat, NEVER existed in a million centuries.

Prologue: The Situation At Hand

The sound of weeping filled the air. Footsteps sounded as they approached the sultan.

Throwing the door open, the soldiers found him reclining on his throne while being fed by servants. Smiling, the vizier stepped forward and bowed.

The sultan sat up, his golden hair falling loosely across his shoulders. "Yes, my vizier? You do have news for me, correct?"

"Yes, your honor." The vizier's eye patch glinted as he slowly looked up. "We finally found another one." Stepping to the side, he revealed his men to be holding a sobbing woman no more than twenty or twenty-one, at the most. She trembled violently in fear and faint disgust as the sultan's gaze rested upon her, no matter how handsome the young man looked.

He looked away and fixed his golden eyes on the vizier once more. "Very well, vizier. You did a good job in finding her. Have her taken to the women's quarters to be prepared."

"Of course, your majesty." The woman sobbed even harder as she was taken away by the soldiers.

That morning, everyone in the kingdom shuddered as they heard the wedding bells sound from their sultan's palace, most spitting out curses as they went on with their business.

Fear was, in fact, the kingdom's true ruler.

A/N: Well...my first story. PLEASE DON'T FLAME ME... I'm begging you. By the way...could you also tell me what you think? Oh yeah, about the "Hair falling loosely across his shoulders part"...I've always liked Ed's hair loose. xP Anyways, please review!