Opening Fullmetal Alchemist Brotherhood Novels & Stories

Opening the first scroll, it reads; " To my baby girl Alvara; " This is the second letter I'll be writing to you. I just want to clarify you of something. Most mutants think the Brotherhood was killed during the war between the Fenris Twins and you might grow up with that thinking too but that isn't the case. Here's what happened exactly;

I was grateful that the hallway was quiet, but my retreat didn't last. As I passed a corner, I collided with something hard. A man's chest. I stumbled back trying to gain my balance before I looked at who it was; I could see three men standing Infront me. The three Alpha brothers. Aidan, Bryan, and Callum. I could feel the crazy tension between them; an unknown force made the air heavy. They were standing in a formation I couldn't understand. They looked at each other with fury, a silent battle brewing between them.

This question still has no answer. Whatever it was, I finally arrived at the opening of the secret tunnel. I tried to switch the rock to the left, that was how the tunnel's secret door would open. I applied all my strength to it but it wouldn't just open. Slapping the rock, I cursed, "Dammit! Why the fuck is this not opening?" Suddenly a dry leaf flew across me. I didn't care unless I felt a blue ink on the leaf. I picked the leaf which read, ~Dear Brother…~

Ariana's POV "Where am I?" Those words slipped through my lips as my eyes fluttered open, the dim light of the lavish bedroom coming into full view, sunlight streaming through the window, its warm glow caressing my skin. As my gaze swept across the room,my eyes landed on a portrait which was hung on the wall in the unfamiliar room. Liam Graven! It was a portrait of him, the Alpha's brother. I searched my memory for more information concerning this man but nothing came to mind.

Brothers. Elias–eldest, short-cropped dark hair, stone jaw, arms crossed, serious eyes, boring suit. Responsible Brother. Declan–longer messy hair tied back, green eyes sparkling trouble, leather jacket, tattoo peeking, smirk in place. Cocky Brother. Finn–blond streaks, easy grin, relaxed shoulders, hands in pockets, golden-retriever energy. Friendly Brother. Christopher–youngest-looking, blonde hair falling into eyes, pale skin, quiet stare, hood up. Something off. Distant. Intense. Hidden Brother.

Four reincarnation paths, four elder martial brothers' figures—every word and every image confirmed all of Amelia's suspicions. Her third brother Ralph, fourth brother Raiden, fifth brother Benjamin, and sixth brother Sebastian were exactly her four elder martial brothers from Ethereal Lumin Hold! All six elder martial brothers who had accompanied her day and night had not perished or vanished. They had all been reincarnated and reborn, gathered in the Cromwell family, all becoming her protective brothers.

He snorted in anger and marched towards his brother. “You were always shameless. I should have killed you back then!” “Then what’s stopping you now?” Edmund asked with an arrogant smirk. “Fine, you asked for it, Alpha Edmund Hale!” Brian uttered in rage and removed his coat. ‘Alpha? What Alpha? What the hell is going on? Are they really going to kill each other?’ Emily was stunned to see them talking like freaking mafias. Edmund seemed to copy his brother’s move. He also removed his coat and unbuttoned his shirt.

The second, written in shakier handwriting: "Brother, am I going to die here? I want to eat something real. I've been locked in a burning room for two days as punishment. I'm so thirsty, so hungry. The flames are everywhere when they open the door. I think I'm hallucinating." Another, on the back of a medication slip: "Brother, when will you bring me home? I really didn't hurt her. I swear on Mom and Dad's memory. Please believe me." The notes grew more desperate: "Brother, where are you? Why don't you love me anymore? Why have you abandoned me? What did I do that was so unforgivable?" "Brother, it hurts so bad. I have a fever of 104. The handler forced me to drink silver-laced medicine, say

There were countless mangled corpses and thick, congealing blood everywhere. Sara cowered in the corner while she trembled uncontrollably. Ethan walked toward her slowly. Each step left behind bloody pawprints like crimson blossoms on the floor. Bones cracked and reshaped. Ethan reverted to human form. Shirtless and with blood all over him, he still had the silver scimitar poking out from his shoulder. He stopped in front of Sara and looked emotionlessly at her. "N-No, Ethan! It's me, Sara! I'm your favorite little sister!" Sara cried out while hugging his leg.

Nyra stared at the screen blankly for a few seconds before raising an eyebrow, “Why am I looking at a picture of Professor Moore?” Elara turned her head sharply to her friend, tears pooling in her eyes, “That's my brother” Nyra inhaled loudly, the sound harsh in the quiet of the room, like she’d been punched in the chest. “What the fuck.”