Alchemicwritters

William frowned at his brothers who were currently lying about silently in their dorm in annoyance at their latest dead lead. They had found a guy in a town that everyone claimed could make gold out of nothing. Not only was this breaking the law, but if he was truly making gold from nothing, then this meant the man might be in possession of a philosopher’s stone. Willian had his suspicions on if this man was even making gold at all. He highly doubted that the man could have just stumbled acrossed a philosopher’s stone, and after they had all traveled over a hundred miles north, his suspicions proved to be correct. The alchemist no

Ling was walking down the halls of the palace as he made his way to his study. He had a lot of work to do. He had several trade policies he had to read and approved that the new Fuhrer Grumman had proposed to him. He really didn’t want to think about them right now as it had been a bit of a controversial subject among some of the lords. Not quite as much as the change of line of succession had been, but they didn’t like the idea of opening up to the west. They didn’t see what Amestris had to offer and they feared that increased trade with such an industrious nation would hurt the guilds and home industries in Xing with the c

The night was quiet. All was calm and still. It had been for the past few hours. Dolcetto stared up at the moon from the window in boredom. He let out a yawn and rubbed his eyes. This night just felt so peaceful compared to the hecticness of the day before. If he just let his eyes droop, he could fall asleep right here on the spot. He shook his head. He couldn’t let himself do that, however. He had a job to do. He glanced over his shoulder to where the decorated antique crib sat in the center of the room. Two days ago, Lan Fan had given birth to Ling’s first child: a daughter named Min. The nation had rejoiced in response. It took

“Damn those seats are uncomfortable…” Roy muttered as the got off the train, “You think they would have designed them better…” Riza sighed and smiled at her new husband. “You know it's still better than a stage coach,” she said. The were heading back to East City from their honeymoon. They have been together for a long time, but as soon as Roy had gotten back from the war he had asked her to marry him. Due to Roy’s eagerness had been a very quick planning process, only taking them three months before the ceremony. To the outside eye, it would appear as though they were jumping into things

Shiro had always known that it wouldn't last forever. The boys were the sons of Satan after all. Sooner or later, someone would figure it out. He had just hoped he would have had a few more years before an incident would occur. They were only seven after all. A Vatican owned helicopter flew overhead. The priest quickly tugged the boys back into the shadows and away from the search light. He sighed as it passed overhead. And to think, Yukio was going to start his exorcist training this year. "Dad! Stop tugging me!" Rin cried, voice rising in pitch as he struggled against the priest's grip on his wrist, "I don't like this! I wanna stop and res

“Hey,” a voice called from the darkness, “Hey! Hey wake up!” The nation groaned as envy kicked him awake. He slowly and begrudgingly complied with the homunculus’ orders as he opened his world weary eyes to look up at his captor. The homunculus grinned down at him. “Rise and shine, blondie,” he said, “We have need of you.” Amestris glared at him weakly with his intelligent yet broken brown eyes. “Can’t you leave me alone to continue to rot?” he complained, “You seem to have no problem ignoring my existence otherwise. Maybe if you do I’ll finally die for good a