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Friday, July 7, 2006


   To tired to write a story.
Yeah...so what's up? I'm a little tired today, but I'm to lazy to write a story. As far as I know, I only have 2 people who actually come to my space. Anyway, I'll just write a short-short story. Keep in mind I just came up with this right here, and now, so the details will be a little sketchy...it's gonna be a series thing and since this IS a Fullmetal Alchemist site, it'll be about...well, Fullmetal Alchemist...with my own characters of course. Since I can't come up with any names, I'll just have to go ahead and use Howl...I'm not putting myself in the story. GOT THAT!?!?! NOT PUTTING MYSELF IN THE STORY!!!!!




Prologue
Howl looked to the distance. He sat on a dirt road in the middle of the desert and all he could see was sand.
"So thirsty..." he gasped.
"Shut...up..."
He traveled with a state alchemist who went by the name of John Hartman. The car they had been riding in broke down halfway to the desert prison. John was now trying to find out what was wrong with the engine.
"This is...your fault..." said Howl as he tugged on the handcuffs behind him "My wrists...hurt too...because of this stupid thing..."
"I said...shut up..."
"Use alchemy to fix it...or something...it's too hot...out here..."
"Nothing...to draw...circle with..."
"...engine grease..."
Hartman collapsed on the ground.
"I...I don't even...know the parts...of a car...can't do anything...anyway..."
"Can't you just let me out...I didn't do anything...that bad..."
"Sh...shut up..."
Howl was really annoyed now.
"Can...you let me out...of these cuffs at least..."
"...no..."
"I didn't do...anything...THAT bad..."
"You used alchemy...to rob a bank..."
"Need...water..."

Not much of a prologue but tune in next time to find out what happens to them..!! Yeah...

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