Master of many treasures
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Fullmetal Alchemist › Het - Male/Female
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Fullmetal Alchemist › Het - Male/Female
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
2
Views:
1,034
Reviews:
2
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
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I do not own Full Metal Alchemist, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Kumori
Note from the author- just so you know I didn’t steal ideas from wolf’s rain and although im afraid to say, it may seem as if I have because of my beginning- please do not confuse my ideas with that of the anime’s. I hope you do not think I am copying the work of wolf’s rain, from this day forth. And please reframe from accusing me of such-im sure you weren’t but it seemed like such to me.
Thank you for your humble review,
Myoubi-no-kata
Kumiho kumori
Chapter 2
Alaya stared at the two in disbelief. “you cant be serious….” Mercede scowled, “want proof huh little girl?” suddenly where there was once a glaring human girl stood a large snarling black wolf… “you’re the one I saw outside!”
The wolf growled in response, trotting over towards Mateus, lifting her head underneath his dangling arm… she whined rubbing against his hand, alaya watched as a huge sharp spiked collar could be seen under the raven colored fur. A gasp left her lips, and mateus finally looked at her threw coffee eyes. “you…..you own her…”
Suddenly mercede barked out a bitter laugh, lips curling over sharp gleaming 1 and a ½ inch fangs. “no…mateus could never control me… this,” she snarled toward her collar, the spikes piercing her furred flesh, bright blood slowly slugged out of the jagged cut. “is my reminder… a past I can not escape from…”
Alaya stared at the huge wolf, “but why do you keep it?”
Mercede shook her body, the fur suddenly changed into a pure snow white gleaming coat. Alaya closed her eyes tightly when suddenly she was transported to a dark forest… the white wolf stood before her, sitting beside her was mateus…but instead of his original short-cut black hair, was a length of shaggy hair reaching the middle of his back. The wolf’s image faded and there stood mercede, she wore a long low white skirt which had slits on each side starting at the hips, a pair of leather white thigh-high boots adorned her feet, in place of a shirt she had a small white bikini-like top. Her striking black and red chin length hair had changed into long bone white locks falling over her face. Alaya watched as this new mercede’s eyes flickered up, they were the same swirling gold’s and reds, resembling a wild flame.
A light olive colored slim hand stretched out toward her, “do you trust me?” alaya hesitated, glancing at mateus… he now stood beside mercede, his dark skin shined in the moonlight, and his small leather linen-cloth rustled as he moved, with the grace of a cat. Suddenly she was presented with the image of two ancient Indian warriors…
She glanced back at mercede… “yes.”
Alaya’s hand was grasped, her stomach turned when she was jerked into yet another time.
She stood before a small strange teepee, glancing inside she was met with the sight of a young teenage mother in labor, suddenly a scream ripped out of her small mouth as her large stomach moved…
The cloth fell shut as soon as a young man, carrying a little year old boy, walked in…
Although the voices coming from within the room was all in another language, alaya understood perfectly…
“…. She shall be Zahara Kamaria, flower of the moon… speaker of the wolves.. daughter of Inu no Taishou…”
a small soft voice spoke, “speaker of the wolves my lord?”
“yes…do you not know who her father was?”
“he came to me in the dead of night my lord… I didn’t not see his face, only his passion.”
“You are his mate dear child, it is written in the stars… he is a great demon- father of the wild wolves, and the tame dogs… your child will be his successor..”
“yes my lord…my child will be great…”
“Indeed.”
A curious wolf cub, sniffing around for random scraps of food, stumbled into the teepee creating a gap in which Alaya stared threw. A pair of beautiful golden eyes stared into her own, and a small smile lit the child’s face….
Suddenly a pair of dark hands grabbed her, pulling the young startled woman into a sea of darkness….
With a violent push she was reunited with the light….
With a shaky hand, alaya pushed a couple of lose strands of hair out of her face. “Where the hell?”
Looking around her eyes absorbed the beautiful scenery. A crystal clear riverbank, filled with sparkling smooth gold and red stones paled in comparison to the lovely young girl swimming within its clear grasp.
Her face appeared to be only one of a 9 year old, but her beautiful gold eyes expressed wisdom beyond her years.
Alaya suddenly realized who exactly this young woman was…
“Mer-“ “ZAHARA!”
A younger skinny meteus jumped into the river splashing everything in sight.
“WHAT THE HELL DO YOU THINK YOUR DOING?”
“…Swimming………”
“UGH!!! YOU’RE SO ANNOYING! WHY DO YOU HAVE TO FOLLOW ME EVERYWHERE???”
The young 11 year old in question, scratched his head blinking…
“…Not quiet sure ‘bout that one…”
alaya watched the two while a sweat drop formed upon her head.
(to be continued)
Thank you for your humble review,
Myoubi-no-kata
Kumiho kumori
Chapter 2
Alaya stared at the two in disbelief. “you cant be serious….” Mercede scowled, “want proof huh little girl?” suddenly where there was once a glaring human girl stood a large snarling black wolf… “you’re the one I saw outside!”
The wolf growled in response, trotting over towards Mateus, lifting her head underneath his dangling arm… she whined rubbing against his hand, alaya watched as a huge sharp spiked collar could be seen under the raven colored fur. A gasp left her lips, and mateus finally looked at her threw coffee eyes. “you…..you own her…”
Suddenly mercede barked out a bitter laugh, lips curling over sharp gleaming 1 and a ½ inch fangs. “no…mateus could never control me… this,” she snarled toward her collar, the spikes piercing her furred flesh, bright blood slowly slugged out of the jagged cut. “is my reminder… a past I can not escape from…”
Alaya stared at the huge wolf, “but why do you keep it?”
Mercede shook her body, the fur suddenly changed into a pure snow white gleaming coat. Alaya closed her eyes tightly when suddenly she was transported to a dark forest… the white wolf stood before her, sitting beside her was mateus…but instead of his original short-cut black hair, was a length of shaggy hair reaching the middle of his back. The wolf’s image faded and there stood mercede, she wore a long low white skirt which had slits on each side starting at the hips, a pair of leather white thigh-high boots adorned her feet, in place of a shirt she had a small white bikini-like top. Her striking black and red chin length hair had changed into long bone white locks falling over her face. Alaya watched as this new mercede’s eyes flickered up, they were the same swirling gold’s and reds, resembling a wild flame.
A light olive colored slim hand stretched out toward her, “do you trust me?” alaya hesitated, glancing at mateus… he now stood beside mercede, his dark skin shined in the moonlight, and his small leather linen-cloth rustled as he moved, with the grace of a cat. Suddenly she was presented with the image of two ancient Indian warriors…
She glanced back at mercede… “yes.”
Alaya’s hand was grasped, her stomach turned when she was jerked into yet another time.
She stood before a small strange teepee, glancing inside she was met with the sight of a young teenage mother in labor, suddenly a scream ripped out of her small mouth as her large stomach moved…
The cloth fell shut as soon as a young man, carrying a little year old boy, walked in…
Although the voices coming from within the room was all in another language, alaya understood perfectly…
“…. She shall be Zahara Kamaria, flower of the moon… speaker of the wolves.. daughter of Inu no Taishou…”
a small soft voice spoke, “speaker of the wolves my lord?”
“yes…do you not know who her father was?”
“he came to me in the dead of night my lord… I didn’t not see his face, only his passion.”
“You are his mate dear child, it is written in the stars… he is a great demon- father of the wild wolves, and the tame dogs… your child will be his successor..”
“yes my lord…my child will be great…”
“Indeed.”
A curious wolf cub, sniffing around for random scraps of food, stumbled into the teepee creating a gap in which Alaya stared threw. A pair of beautiful golden eyes stared into her own, and a small smile lit the child’s face….
Suddenly a pair of dark hands grabbed her, pulling the young startled woman into a sea of darkness….
With a violent push she was reunited with the light….
With a shaky hand, alaya pushed a couple of lose strands of hair out of her face. “Where the hell?”
Looking around her eyes absorbed the beautiful scenery. A crystal clear riverbank, filled with sparkling smooth gold and red stones paled in comparison to the lovely young girl swimming within its clear grasp.
Her face appeared to be only one of a 9 year old, but her beautiful gold eyes expressed wisdom beyond her years.
Alaya suddenly realized who exactly this young woman was…
“Mer-“ “ZAHARA!”
A younger skinny meteus jumped into the river splashing everything in sight.
“WHAT THE HELL DO YOU THINK YOUR DOING?”
“…Swimming………”
“UGH!!! YOU’RE SO ANNOYING! WHY DO YOU HAVE TO FOLLOW ME EVERYWHERE???”
The young 11 year old in question, scratched his head blinking…
“…Not quiet sure ‘bout that one…”
alaya watched the two while a sweat drop formed upon her head.
(to be continued)