A/N: I decided to start this story as I am a huge fan of Fullmetal Alchemist. So I want to have a create a story on my favorite. I will try to complete my other story but for now enjoy this one.

The room crackled with the left over energy of the transmutation. A girl was unconcious near the transmutation circle with blood surrounding her. A boy stood on all fours looking over the transmutatn circle that he and his two siblings had created.

"Al! Anne! Damn it how could this have happened!? This shouldn't have happe-", he said as he flinched and looked down at what had caused him pain.

"...Damn it!"

His left leg was cut clean from the knee down and was left with a bloody stump.

"I've lost it!"

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"Children of God who live on this earth, have faith and thou shalt be safe. The God of the Sun, Leto, Enlightens thy path. Behold, Having descended from his throne, the Lord shall save thee from thy sins."

A group of travelers listened as the broadcast continued.

The first was a boy who was on the short side, wore a black shirt under a black jacket. A tight pair of black leather pants, a pair of boots with a red sole, white gloves, And a big red coat with some sort of symbol on the back. He had long golden hair tied in a tight braid and golden eyes.

The second was on the odd side. It was a two-meter tall, dark grey, suit of armor. The helmet of the armor had glowing, half-moon eys, a proroguing chin, and a zigzag mouth. the top of ther helmet also sported a ribbon of white hair that hung to the small of the suit's back.

The third and last was a petite young girl, who wore a similar outfit to the young boy. She wore an elbow-length black shirt under a sleeveless jacket with a white line on the edges of the jacket, a tight pair of pants, a pair of knee-length boots, white gloves, and the same red coat. She also had long golden hair tied in a braid as well. Her eyes were different. They were golden, but they looked unfocused and some sort of misty look to them.

The suit of armor looked up at the radio that was hanging on the ceiling.

"A radio broadcast of a sermon?"

The blond boy didn't look as he answered, "A messenger of god? What's that?"

The girl looked up angrily at the boy and shsouted, "Ed, shut up I'm trying to listen!"

The owner loooked at the trio curiously, "I think I ought to be the one saying 'What's that' about you. Are you street performers?"

The blond boy, Ed, choked on his drink while the girl giggled. He slammed his hands on the counter looked at the man angrily in the eye.

"Okay, Pops, what part of us look like street prformers!?"

The man scratched his head as he answered, "I keep looking but that's all you could be...I don't see faces like yours around these parts often. You guys tourists?"

The blond girl looked up and finally spoke in a strong but feminine voice that startled the shop owner.

"We're looking for something, sir."

Ed rolled his eyes. He really thought that Anne looked shy?

"Anyway, what's with this broadcast? Who's that guy talking?"

The owner looked at Ed skeptically.

"You haven't heard of Father Cornello?!"

"Who?", he said looking confused.

"Father Cornello! Messenger of Leto, the sun god!"

All of the other citizens who were there as well claimed how he could perform miracles and how it must be the power of god. All it did was give Anne a headache. The man looked over at Ed who's face was on the counter.

"...You ain't listening kid?"

"Nope, We're not interested in religion."

He stood from the stool as well as Anne.

"I'm stuffed. Let's beat it."

The suit of armor nodded and made to stand as well.

BAM!

The radio came crashing down to the floor.

"Al! Are you okay?", Anne said as she came rushing towards her younger sibling.

The owner shocked, started yelling at Al.

"Hey don't cause any problems here! It's all because you're walking around in a suit like that!"

Ed put his hands up to try and calm the poor man.

"Sorry, sorry. We'll fix it right up."

" 'Fix' how?"

"Just watch."

Anne nodded at Al and he got to work. He drew a diagram of sorts. He put all the pieces into the center pf the diagram, stood up ad crossed his hands over it.

"Okay here I go!"

There was a flash of blue light and smoke.

"Wha..."

Anne picked up the now fixed radio and held it up towards the man.

"How's this old man?"

"...I'm totally stunned. You can use the power of miracles!"

"Say what? We're alchemists. Just call us the Elric siblings. "We're sort of famous.", Anne said as she put back the radio.

The townspeople went crazy when they heard the name.

"The Elric Siblings?!"

"I've heard of them before!"

"The two oldest are alchemists!"

"The Fullmetal Alchemist, Edward Elric!"

"The Blind Miracle Alchemist, Anne Elric!"

They started surrounding Anne and Al as they left behind Ed.

"So you two are the famous rumored alchemists!"

"I get it. Since you're wearing this armor, you're called Fullmetal!"

"Are you really blind!?"

Al started to shake his head and waved his arms and pointed to Ed, who looked depressed.

"Um, I'm not. It's him."

All the citizens looked at Ed, who was mumbling silently, "Huh? The shorty?"

That struck a nerve.

"WHO ARE YOU CALLING A SUPER SMALL SPECK!?"

Anne grabbed Ed before he could hurt the citizens.

"I'm the little brother, Alphone Elric."

" I'M the Fullmetal Alchemist, Edward Elric!"

"Ed, you need to relax! They didn't call you that!", she was having a hard time holding Ed since he was thrashing around so much.

"But its so easy for you Anne! They can't say or do anything cause you're a gir-BAM!"

Anne knocked Ed upside the head and he was silently moaning on the ground. He got up really close to her and whispered, "You didn"t have to use THAT arm!"

"Whoops, sorry, my hand slipped."

"Hello! It's a little lively day today," said a cheerful, female voice.

"Oh hello, Rose," the old man greeted the young woman as she approached the small bar. She smiled in response.

The woman had slightly tanned skin, purple eyes, and long black hair with dark pink bangs. She was dressed in a simple white, sleeveless dress and slip-on sandals with some bangles around her left wrist.

"Going to church again?" the barman asked.

"Yes, I need to make some offerings," the woman replied taking out her wallet, then noticed the Elrics.

"Oh, I haven't met you before."

"They're alchemists, and it seems that they're looking for something," explained the barman before none of the siblings could answer.

"Well, I hope you find what you're for! May Leto bless you!" she replied before she took her stuff and left.

"Rose seems more energetic now, because of the Prophet," explained the barman,"that girl doesn't have any relatives, but on top of that her boyfriend died in an accident last year. You'd think she'd be sad, but she was saved by the teachings of Cornello."

Anne looked as Rose dissapeared over the sunset.

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"All the children have the blessing of the light," Father Cornello said as he closed his book and switched off the broadcast.

"Wonderful job, Father," Accountant Cray, a worker of Leto's church, and Cornello's right hand, said.

The Father nodded.

He was an old priest and had a completely bald head and a plump stomach. He, like all the other priests, wore black robes over a white undergarment.

"Father?" Rose asked quietly, politely knocking on the door of the broadcast room.

"Ah, Rose. Come on in!" said the priest as he opened the door.

She came forward and stood in the middle of the room. "I just came to ask if," she said putting down her head.

"I understand quite well what you're to say. After all, God has been you're good conduct," he said with a small smile.

"Then-," she said before he put a hand on her shoulder.

"But Rose, it is not yet time for that. Do you understand?" he said as he put both his hands on her shoulders.

"That's...that's right...not yet," she mumbled quietly.

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Well what you think? Needs more work please tell me.

Ja ne my dear FMA fans!