Descendant of Death (FMA FanFiction)

1: Boy of Sunlight.... Disappoints

Maeve POV:

"Damn all sand to HELL!" I scream into the empty desert. I'm leaving Xing at long last for I feel as if things are starting to finally change in the world. Dont ask me what, its just an intuition that I have and its never let me down in the past. I'm taking the long way bending my route to check out the destroyed city of Xerxes. I figure since I'm going right by it, I might as well visit it. See what time has done.

Running a few more miles, I see the outline of the ruins. About freaking time, it was starting to get dark out. Never breaking stride I continue on to the ruins. After about twenty minutes I'm there, and I zip through, already knowing my way around from past times, searching out what I desperately wanted. Spotting a flash of blue I pick up my speed and 15 feet away I jump and cannon ball into the watering hole, sizzling as my overheated skin makes contact with the water. Making large air bubbles I stay underneath the cool water until I start to turn wrinkly at the ends. I splash out and fling my long hair back over my head and sigh in pleasure at being weightless after so long running over sand.

After five more minutes, I get out and take off my purse, regretful of not taking it off before I jumped in. I look around to see if the public benches are still around. I only see small stubs of cracked marble in their place. -Sigh-

Everything is pretty much ruined here.

I think to myself as I scan the city first with my eyes, then with my ears and lastly with my sense of smell. Deciding that there aren't anything alive around me larger than a foot, I relax my shoulders and strip out of my dress and shorts, cringing as I work at taking off my now wet leather boots and use my air elemental powers to blow dry them, careful to keep the leather boots in good repair. I fall back, catching myself an inch from the ground with my air power and gaze at the now night sky.

I can see so many stars now... Before I could hardly see any.

I slowly close my eyes and go back through my memories of this place, staying within the ones that weren't painful. Seeing so many happy bright golden eyes, white marble buildings decorated with thin ivy blooming beautiful and fragrant flowers. Remembering how the heat mixing in with the flowers, making them stronger, so that one could stand on the outskirts of the city and still smell it. I lay for hours, the whole night actually, and remember life here before.

Then I remember a little boy fuming at me for something that I said. What was it that set him off again? Oh yes. I was talking to him as if he were a child of 5 instead of a man at 19. To him and others that makes him a man, but not to me. Giggling I pursue that memory lane for I dont giggle often and stop myself, shocked into sitting up right.

How could I be so stupid! Thinking of that slave only ever brings me down and makes me angry.

Using my stomach muscles I stand up without bending and check my clothes and my purse. Seeing it all dry I don my dress and shorts and arm gloves, slipping my purse over my head diagonally. After oiling my boots so they don't crack I take one last look around me as the sun rises. I walk to the only building that still has a roof, and see the murals that were made for me. There are only two of them left. I frown with another unwanted memory popping up into my mind of that stupid childish wishful slave.

This is where I first saw Him. And this is where He last saw Xerxes.

Growling to myself I turn tail and sprint away towards Amestris, feeling discomforted by a strange new feeling. After I slow down for running at night already halfway to Amestris, I realize what I was feeling that morning. I felt anxious.