Descendant of Death (FMA FanFiction)

4: Friend Found

Maeve POV:

Walking into the Elrics hotel room, I saw Edward's eyes zoom in on the couch. I realized that I forgot that he, as a human, would get tired easily. Al got worried and reached out to him, but I calmed him down, saying that Ed was just really tired. Al checked on him anyways, and by check I mean stare at him intensely to see his chest rise as he breathed, and then relaxed. Stretching, lifting my suite case that held all of my favorite weapons in it, I yawned, realizing that I would have to sleep for at least a few hours soon. Later, I told myself. I'll wait until Im sure Im safe.

Walking over to one of two doors, I found the bedroom, with one full sized bed, lots of comforters and two thin pillows, Alchemy blinds that block out the light from alchemy, and then there, in the corner was what I was hoping to see. A large empty space. Why did I want that? For my weapon safe of course!

I sat down and grabbed my medium-sized suit case, aware that Al was watching what I was doing with interest, and pulled out 7 solid blocks of iron, two bars of steel, some gold jewelry, along with silver ones, and laid them all on the ground where I wanted the safe to stand. And with a light touch to each piece of metal and a few guiding hand motions to control the resulting form, WA-LA! It was complete.

There, where once was nothing, stood a 3 and a half foot tall ornate locker. It was a deep flat grey color, giving off the feeling that it sucked in light rather than was touched by it. The darkness was counterbalanced with silver runes of a language long forgotten to the human race. To most they looked like complicated swirls with random sharp turns and twists. The swinging door that had no handle was sealed over with the runes. It was what kept it locked.

Speaking the password in the same language as the lock, with a hint of my true age showing through, the silver markings shivered, making Al gasp, and inched off the door. Once they were completely off it swung open silently to reveal the same markings as the outside, only in gold. Running my hand over my handiwork, I inspected it.

"How?" Al asked behind me, closer than I thought he was. I jumped slightly. If he were any closer he would be leaning on me straining to see everything. He didnt need to explain what he meant, there was only one thing he could be asking about.

"I...." trailing off, I realized I wanted to tell him the truth. But that was a truth that would be to soon in coming I sense. And I wouldnt even know how to answer that truthfully anyways. I had never had to learn the language part of what I did, I was born knowing that, along with the other human languages. The molding of the metals I learned from Daddy, and humans couldnt move them in the way I could. Not even odd ones such as Edward and Alphonse. That was something you dont just say plainly. Leaning back on my heels, I look to the floor to gather my thoughts, trying to find something to say. Frowning slightly, I turned around to Al and looked up at him.

"I learned it from a white being I encountered in a dream when I was one. He taught me a great many things that way for two years before he stopped visiting and left me alone." I whispered, feeling as if my words I just released made me sink inside. Is it that I'm lying? I dismissed that thought quickly. I've done worse things than this with a large smile on my face.

Al was silent for a beat, but he was thrumming with excited energy. "Really?! What else did you learn? Can you teach me? Brother and I are going to be studying to be a State Alchemist, so do you think you could?" Al grabbed my shoulders not roughly and was bouncing on his toes in excitement. I smiled at him, feeling a small warmth deep inside me start to blossom.

"Sorry Al. But I cant do that. The only way I was able to read and comprehend that things teachings was ...." I pause, "Because he fortified my mind so I could handle it." I finished feeling lame. That was a large load of bullshit that just spilled out of my mouth. When I saw Al looking at me I could feel how he was awed by me, and I started to get a bad taste in my mouth. Bullshit never tasted THIS bad before.