Half metal alchemist (an fma fanfic)

Chapter 1

About the character

Name: Emma Estelle

Military nickname: halfmetal alchemist

Likes: food sleeping talking running, punching mustang in the gut, tomatoes

Dislikes: being called short, colonial mustang, her mother, thunder storms, mornings

Special talents: good singer, likes to draw, can do alchemy without a transmutation circle

Personality: strong willed, independent, rarely shows her feelings, sometimes funny, smart, courageous, creative, and loyal. Surprisingly.
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"Emma, colonial mustang has requested to see you." Riza called from down the hall. I sighed. This day cannot get any worse.

"I'll be right there!" I yelled with annoyance. Lately he has been on my nerves, wanting me to go do this, clean after him because he did that. It gets stupider by each job. Why can't I just focus on my real goal, instead of being his maid? I joined the state alchemists for a reason, and this is not it.

I pushed open the door that lead into mustangs office.

"What do you want now." I groaned. He turned around in his chair, a smirk faintly present on his face. He motioned for me to come to his desk, so I touched the wall and the wall next to mustang extended, and a fist collided with his stomach.

"Just tell me what you want me to do so I can leave. Or, I can just..." I waved my hand around the wall and he got up.

"No need! I want you to meet someone, so meet me tomorrow on the steps at 7. "

I gasped.

"Two words. Too. Early. Got it through your brain flamey?"

He laughed. "Whatever" I mumbled, spinning on my heels and touching the wall again.

I heard mustang groan in pain, and I smiled. He deserved it.

"Stop doing that!" He called after me.

I walked down the hall and out the door. I ran outside, going down the stairs two steps at a time.

I ran all the way back to my hotel room, which was a couple of blocks down from headquarters. I slammed the door shut, and flopped onto my bed.

I took a picture from behind my pillow. My mom, dad, sister, and I. We were so happy.

When I was about 8, my mother shot my father, and then my sister. I had watched the horrible scene, not being able to stop it.

Let's just say, after I had done something bad. The ultimate taboo. Human transmutation.

Twice.

Yeah I know, I probably should have learned the first time. I probably shouldn't have brought my friend into it either.

I slid my picture back under my pillow, and I turned over.

Humming my favorite song, I felt my eyes grow droopy, and then darkness engulfed me.
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I wake up to my phone in my room going off. Mustang. Ugh stupid wake up calls.

I quickly pulled on some clean clothes, a black shirt and black pants. I pulled my coat on over that, a dark purple coat I had gotten as a gift from my friend, and slipped on white gloves.

I tied my black boots and grabbed my keys, making sure to stuff them in my pocket.

I flung the door open, and ran out slamming it shut. I ran down the stairs and out of the hotel, making my way to meet mustang and this person.

I zigzagged in and out of people, somehow they were up this early too.

When I was almost to headquarters, I bumped into someone, knocking us both down.

"I am so sorry, are you ok?" I asked the blonde, getting up and holding out my hand.

He took it, and hoisted himself up.

"Yeah I'm fine, thanks. I need to go, I don't want to be late, so I gotta move!" He shouted, running away, a suit of armor running after him.

Hmm, he seems familiar, where have I seen him at...

I shook my head and started running Again. Soon I came to the steps, and mustang was waiting impatiently.

"So halfmetal, you finally decide to show up. Took you long enough." Mustang teased.

"Well, where is that person you wanted me to meet, I haven't got all day!" I growled.

Mustang pointed behind me, and I slowly turned around.

It was...

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Ok I bet you can guess who it would be. You don't know? It's Justin beiber! Jk. I hate Justin beiber, no offense to you guys who do like him. He just isn't, like, my style. lol anyways, ENOUGH OF MY RANTS!

Tell me if there is anything wrong so far, and please vote! I would very much appreciate it! And, I might not have my sister be a co- author chan, it is like 10 and I don't really want to get up to ask.

Anyways, buh bye! Love u all!

I am offended by her not asking me. I was probably still awake then. Do you know who it is? IT'S BLANK! Mwahaha didn't expect that, didn't you. Anyways, the very awesome better than author-chan co-author-chan out!