Mira: I watched Fullmetal Alchemist!

Ed: 'Bout time you created one of these…

Al: Thanks so much for including us!

Winry: When will I come in?

Mira: Soon…soon…R&R please! *stares at Ed*

Ed: I'm not saying it!

Mira: Doooo it!

Ed: *sigh* Mira doesn't own Fullmetal Alchemist…

Mira: Yay!…I mean…Boo…That I don't own it…Yay…That he said it!

The Element Alchemist

A Fullmetal Alchemist Fanime

Chapter 1

JACK'S POV

"The practical test this year," Roy Mustang announced to the crowd of pre-State Alchemists, "will be a fight with the Fullmetal Alchemist."

Murmurs ran through the crowd as he announced this. The men I stood among shot each other looks. I didn't look around, only forward, as the others turned to each other.

"The Fullmetal Alchemist?"

"…heard that…"

"…friend told me…"

I just kept silent with my eyes on the dark-haired man that announce this. I pulled my long brown hair back into a ponytail. I peered around me, and remembered (for about the fiftieth time) that I was the only girl here. The youngest, too.

'Whatever,' I thought, pulling my black Transmutation Circle gloves on, 'I can probably kick all of their butts anyway.'

The clanking of metal stopped all of the people around me from chattering. We all looked over to see a giant suit of armor walking towards Mustang. On his right was a puny blonde boy.

I really had no right to call him 'puny'…he was a couple inches taller than me…but what can I say? I got the short gene…

"Wow!" someone exclaimed.

"…really him?" another man inquired.

"…what's with the shrimp?" a person near me wondered.

The men around me stared at the giant suit of armor, but I knew better. The blondie was Edward Elric, the Fullmetal Alchemist. The walking tin can was his little brother Alphonse Elric.

…I guess I was the only one who did their homework before coming…

"WHO'RE YOU CALLIN' AN ANT THAT COULDN'T PICK UP A GRAIN OF SAND?!" the blonde shorty came over to the guy near me and started yelling in his face.

I half smiled.

* * *

EDWARD'S POV

"Who's going to be first?" Mustang scanned the group of men.

I glared at the man who called me 'shrimp' before and he took a step back. The men looked at each other nervously, "This," I mumbled to Al, "is going to be boring. And here I thought I'd be able to get some action here," I smirked up at my brother. Then I frowned, "We should be looking for the Philosopher's St--"

"I'll take a crack at it," a female voice came from the crowd. I looked up, surprised. 'There's a girl here?' I thought.

A brunette girl about an inch shorter than me pushed her way into the front of the group of men. The girl came forward and stood a few feet in front of me. She smirked and put a hand on her hip, as if to say, 'He's no challenge at all!'

"Alright then," Mustang nodded at the girl, "Ms. Jacquelyn Ril--"

"Jack…or Jackie…" she twitched, as if she hated that nickname, "…never Jacquelyn," she mumbled, cutting him off.

Mustang blinked in surprise, then nodded, "…Jackie Riley will be your first opponent."

"This little girl?" I asked as everyone (including Al) moved out of the way for our fight.

Riley's eyebrow twitched with anger, "'Little girl'?" she growled. I put my hands up in an 'I-surrender' pose.

"What I meant was…I just…can't hit a girl…"

She growled and glared at me, "Shut up! …you mini-sexist-pig!"

I glared back at her, "'Mini'?!"

"Let the fight…begin!" Mustang cut us short.

Riley clapped her hands together and put her hands down, pointing her palms towards my feet. Ice formed on top of my feet and around the ground.

"Crap…" I made a grab for her but she bounced back a few steps. The only thing I succeeded in was putting myself off balance. I wobbled down, clapping my hands together and slamming them on the ice. It turned to water and I used my hands to spring forward in a flip.

JACK'S POV

"Bring it on, Elric!" I clapped my hands together and touched the ground as he lashed at my face with his foot. 'Whatever happened to 'I can't hit a girl'?' Out of the ground and into my hands came a bar of rock from the ground. I stood and lifted it. It was hollow, so it wound be lightweight and easy to fight with.

"Oh, it's on, Riley!" he smirked and punched with his right hand. I had a second to wonder if it was his Auto-Mail arm before it made contact with my Alchemy-made weapon. It snapped in half and numbness spread through my arms.

"So," I stepped back a bit, "that's your famous Auto-Mail arm."

He nodded and Transmuted a blade from his right hand, ripping his white glove clean off.

"Let's see which of your feet is," I jammed both of the stone bars into the hem of his pants. I ducked under his legs. As I stood, he turned his upper body around and slashed his blade out towards my face. When I lifted my hands to protect myself, his blade cut through both gloves and the skin on the back of my hands. Besides the pain and blood, I felt the fabric rip away from my hands. I landed on my butt on the ground.

"Now you can't use Alchemy," he smirked and ripped the bars out of the ground so he could turn to face me, "those gloves are your only connection to Alchemy and without them, you're completely defenseless," he winked and I noticed his eyes were gold.

I put my head down and glared at the ground between my legs.

"Here," he held his hand out for me.

But I was busy. I struck a match on the ground. It lit and I clapped my hands together while I held it. I proceeded to throw fireballs at Elric.

"What? How?" he dodged and gave me enough time to stand up.

"And when you're me…" I showed him the palms of my hands.

EDWARD'S POV

"And when you're me…" she held up the palms of her hands. On them were tattooed Transmutation Circles, "…you have a circle everywhere you go."

I stared, shocked. Who knew that someone would let needles that close to a sensitive part of their body? I wouldn't dream of it.

Jack clapped, bringing me back to Earth, and made her palms face the ground. With a rush of wind, she flew off the ground and landed on top of me. We both fell and she clapped again and she Transmuted the air into ice spikes. She held them at my neck while she sat on top of me.

"I win."

* * *

"HEY!" I barged into Mustang's office and ran to his desk, "YOU CAN'T BE HONESTLY ADMITTING HER INTO HERE!!" I yelled, slamming my hands down onto the desk.

"Why not?" he shrugged, not looking up from the file he was handling.

"'Why'?!" I repeated with disbelief.

"Brother…" Al finally caught up with me. I had kinda ran really fast to get here.

"'Why'?! Because she's so cocky! That's why!! Didn't you see the look she gave me when you said she won?!"

"Cocky?" he smirked and finally looked up. But he looked around me, "Jackie?" he called over my shoulder.

"Yes?" Riley stood up from the couch and came to stand next to me.

'Crap!' I risked a sideways glance at her and saw her freely glaring at me with bright green eyes.

"Here's your watch," he tossed a State Alchemist's pocket watch at her and she caught it. I noticed that she had bandages on her hands that were a little bloodstained, "As of now you are a State Alchemist."

It didn't seem like that affected her at all.

"And?" she raised her eyebrows expectantly.

"The title you've been given…pretty good," Mustang nodded hand handed her a piece of paper.

She read out loud, "The Element Alcehmist…" She gazed back up at Mustang with no emotion, "And?"

"Here," Mustang handed Riley the file.

She smiled and took it.

JACK'S POV

"Thank you," I was about to turn to leave when Edward snatched the file from me, "Hey!"

"Brother!"

"This is our reports from when we were looking for the Philosopher's Stone!" Edward leafed through the papers.

"It's also information that I need!" I snatched the file back.

"And why is that?!" he demanded, getting his face close to mine.

"Why do you care?!"

He grabbed the front of my shirt and took the file back.

"Brother!"

"Fullmetal!" Mustang stood up and glared at him, "Don't assault your new teammate!"

"Way to drop a bomb…" I mumbled.

"New teammate?" Alphonse inquired.

"She wants the same thing that you do. Therefore you all should look together," Mustang said this as if it was obvious, "Plus she has a strange…let's call it…affinity for the four natural elements that makes her pretty powerful. That, paired with her circle tattoos--"

"Actually," I guess I had to come clean about that. I held out my palms, which were covered with black smudges, "That was just Sharpie…I draw when I get nervous…" Edward released me, "I would never get a tattoo."

The pissed Alchemist stormed out of the room.

"Hey! Wait up!" I yelled as I followed Alphonse out of the room. I caught up to him and got in front of him, "What's your problem?"

He shrugged me off and brushed past me.

Call me a kid…but I hated when people ignored me.

"Pipsqueak!" I glared at Edward's back, "Shorty! Runt! Face me, you tiny little boy!"

He stopped.

"Now that I've got your atten--" he grabbed my arm and pulled me into an empty room.

"So…tell me…why do you want the Philosopher's Stone?" he pulled me close, glaring like he was trying to cut me down mentally.

"Why don't you tell me your reasons first."

There was a minute of silence and he let the front of my shirt go.

"How about we agree to disagree and leave it at that?" I suggested.

Just then the door opened and in came a little girl with blonde hair and green eyes, "Sister!" she flung herself into my arms.

Ed: Whaaaat?!

Jack: Shut up Shorty…

Ed: *rants*

Jack: *ignores*

Al: She's gonna look for the Philosopher's Stone with us?

Jack: Hehe…Yeah!

Mira: R&R please!