The girl was hiding, looking up at the man who had taken her in. "Be careful," she whispered. He nodded. "Don't worry... As long as you're safe, everything will be okay..."
Suddenly, the worst thing happened to her. A gunshot rang out, and the man fell to the ground. "No!" She yelled. The woman who shot the bullet almost immediately regretted it. She saw the little girl, and hated that she pulled the trigger. The girl shook the man. "Wake up..," she said.
Nothing.
The man's eyes were cold, empty, like all of the life was drained from them...
The girl ran knowing- even at her young age- that he was gone. She hid, knowing that she'd have to to stay safe...
The girl, age 18, sat, thinking about the past events from her childhood in Ishval... She was not angry with anyone there over what had happened. There was a war and stuff happens. She remembered the look on the woman's face after she had shot the man. She looked like she regretted it...
Zira (the girl) walked around. She didn't have much planned for that day. She bumped into someone, turning to see who it was. She turned around, looking at the boy's arm in which she had hit.
He was wearing a shirt that revealed his metal* arm. "Who are you?" He asked. He had brown eyes, and blonde hair, pulled back into a braid. Her hair was braided as well, but hers rested on her right shoulder. "My name is Zira..."
* Okay so I know it's really "automail," in FullMetal Alchemist (FMA) but technically it's just the same thing so plz don't got fussing in the comments saying "It's called automail," and all of that crap. Please and thank you. :3
