The Fullmetal And The Killing Perfectionist Alchemist (On Hold)

Prologue #1

"Everything hurts. And there's a price to pay for everything." Libby was only a five years old when she saw blood, and the Timelords were dying. "But it never affected me. No matter the blood I saw from my dying people, I felt nothing, not even giving the dead a second glance." The little girl kept walking through the sea of blood, she felt nothing at all. "Mom said that I need to be a ruthless killing machine. But I already am a ruthless killing machine, I remember that Mom forced me to watch my half-sister get her memories erased every single time, and it pained me to know that I was losing her every time." Libby reached the end of the bloody mess that the Daleks left behind in their wake, and had a knife in her hand to stab herself, and she woke up in reality, and it always leaves her shaking in her shoes, every single time. "Damn it. This isn't getting better. I feel trapped, I don't know what to do anymore." She slid out of bed, and threw on some clothes, a rainbow checkered board shirt in the color of maroon, black leggings and a skirt, light and dark blue stripey socks, her sister's yellow suspenders, red converses and her signature coat, and stepped out of her room of the Tardis to see the others having a conversation amongst themselves, but Libby slipped out of the console room to the Tardis Cocktail Lounge, and made the strongest drink in the universe, which would numb the pain for a while. It was an Old Ginger Fashioned, with the strongest Ginger liquor this Tardis has seen. "Drowning your sorrows, huh? Mind if I joined you?" Libby did take a small sip of her drink, but it was better to baby the drink, before intoxication hits. "Go nuts, sis. You will not be able to pilot the Old Girl once you had a old ginger fashioned." Ah, it was that kind of day, the Doctor would take a small sip of the cocktail, and let the ice water the rest of it down, and drink it all in one shot.

"Wanna talk about it?" She took another sip, and she cringed, this was the most strongest drink that Libby ever drank in her life. "I keep having nightmares, that I was five again, out on the battlefield, back on Gallifrey. The Daleks killed the Timelords, and I was the lone survivor, I always hear their screams, its getting worse, and I don't know how much longer I can truly last before I break completely." Ah, she can't sleep, and it was rare for that specific nightmare of the Time War to come up, and it was only getting worse, being apart of the Demon Slayer Military broke her down, and turned into the worst version of herself, but in the end, she won, with help of her friends. "The nightmares are getting worse? I have no idea how to help you, Libby. I don't. But I found something intriguing from the Tardis herself." The Doctor was trying to change the subject, as she pushed a map that caught her attention completely. "The map of Amestris? What's so special about it?" She took the map from her sister's hands, and studied it completely, and kept squinting at all of the tiny letters, so she pulled out her glasses, that she never wore when Libby was under the Doctor's care, but she never forced her to do anything, but even she can tell that her sight was dwindling away. "I've heard that this country has been founded in 1550. Nobody knows how it was truly founded, but it was an estimated guess." The Doctor mused, and Libby wanted to know about how this country was created, because something wasn't right, and she could feel it in her very being, something was wrong. "1550...huh? What year would it be, right now, if we landed there?" She had to think about it, but it wouldn't be long when she gave the answer, which would give Libby time and advance to plan all this out.

"1894? Five years before Edward Elric was born into the world, and that would be King Bradley acting as Führer then, making all the decisions for the good of the country." Libby doesn't buy that, not for a second. She can feel that, and it wasn't good, and if the Doctor said that King Bradley was doing good for the country, then she would eat raw bacon and die. "I don't buy it. Not for a second. Bradley would have had time to put the proper things into place, and the Amestrian Soldiers wouldn't know. Führer Bradley would always be two steps ahead. No one would suspect the Ruler of a Nation to be done right, and expose him for all of the wrongdoings." Libby theorized, and the Doctor smiled, she knew that her half-sister has a plan, and it was going to be executed the right way, and can be done, five years in advance, no less, but they would have to study upon alchemy to get into the Military. "So you want to check out Amestris?" She suggested, and it was okay for Libby to say no, since she was already...expecting twins in the near future, and these would be her husband's kids, no matter what, kids would always comes first. "Its my gut feeling that something is wrong in that country, and I have to answer that feeling." Which means, that the decision was made, they're all going to Amestris of 1894, and have everything set up in advance for the future, they can literally overthrow the current Führer and make a country a democracy instead of a union. "Then we'll go. You don't have to be alone in all of this. You and I went through hell together, this will not change who we are." That made Libby that much more motivated than ever, and she downed all of her cocktail in one go, and made herself scarce to the library, she would like to more research on this country and its human lifestyle before making a permanent stay in Amestris.