The Forbidden One
Well here’s another story of another category in anime. A FMA fanfic brought to you by Ayumi Y. A thanks to a great friend who pointed out to me that I misspelt “practically”.

Summary: The news of the birth of a child in Central fifteen years ago, who carried great powers of the taboo arts, was silenced by the orders of King Bradley Fuhrer himself. The child’s parents were never found, and she was taken in by the head of the military himself and took care of her as if she were his own.

Disclaimer: I do not own Full Metal Alchemist except my OCs… from any other stories as well… And this disclaimer goes for the rest of this fanfic.
Ayumi: So I have just started another story that will take me forever to type out, along with some other stories. Aiya…so why did I want to do this again?
Rina: Iono.
Ayumi: That was a rhetorical question.
Rina: A rhetori-what?
Ayumi: Never mind.

The Forbidden One
Chapter 1: Background

For many years, her powers were kept secret to the military’s prying eyes before the need to use it had come. She was used as the last resort to help end the war in Ishbal. The others who were classified as military secrets had been sent out to fight alongside the other alchemists, but they were easily killed. Despite the great powers the Forbidden control, they were killed like ants getting stepped on. There was only one left, and she was merely a three year old girl, about to be sent into a war to fight.
She was the hope for those fighting in the military, she was the ultimate weapon that would soon wipe out the Ishbal nation. She would be the last resort, when she was finally sent in to fight, those who pitied her thought of the cruel and twisted fate that was waiting for her out in the battlefield. A child sent in to fight for the soldiers, for the alchemists, for the ‘dogs of the military’, only a cruel fate would await her as she took little baby steps out to stand alongside the front line soldiers.
All eyes turned in her direction, guns stopped going off, alchemists stopped their alchemy and the Ishbalans lowered their weapons, they were all looking towards the sight of a little girl standing in between the two opposing forces. She looked up at the opposing forces with her innocent and clear azure blue eyes, and cute little baby face, giving off no sign that she knew what was really going on around her. She smiled and laughed a little baby laugh, the soldiers and rebels smiled and grinned at the sight of something so small and innocent in the midst of something big, chaotic and evil. It was the first time in a while that the soldiers and rebels had seen something so pure and happy amidst their fighting. Something so innocent, something to treasure, to protect, it was the image of happiness.
The little girl smiled again, this time, clapping her hands. Just as the Ishbalans started to calm down and lowered their weapons, as well as the military soldiers, the sound of a huge explosion startled them all. But by then, it was already too late, for they had all been hit by the explosion, and died in the process. Already more than one third of Ishbal nation was annihilated in a mere few moments. The girl just stood there crying at the fiery sight before her, she was scared; scared of what just happened. In the midst of her crying, a person had came and picked her up away from the burning city of Ishbal, and took her back to Central.
On the way back to Central, the little girl cried through most of the trip as her father tried comforting her in every way possible. Finally, she got tired from all the crying and fell asleep on her father’s shoulder while sucking on her thumb. Everything was once again, peaceful, at least for a little bit longer.

Nine Years Later in Central.
A twelve year old girl ran down the streets of Central City carrying a loaf of bread wrapped up in a paper bag. She was heading home to make dinner for herself, her father, mother and newly adopted younger brother. As she ran down the street, she noticed that Lieutenant Colonel Mustang was leading a boy and an armored person towards Mr. Tucker’s mansion. Since she was the curious little girl she was, she followed them into Shou Tucker’s front yard. As she took a step just inside the gates, she was met by Alexander (the dog) who had happily jumped on top of the unsuspecting guy with the red coat. She just stood there, staring, then she started to giggle a bit, so much as to not draw attention to herself.
”Brother…” said the armored guy to the other boy on the ground, “Are you all right?”
”Bad dog, Alexander,” said a child’s voice as the front doors opened.
”Oh, I’m very sorry,” said Mr. Tucker from the door.
”Are you…Mr. Tucker?” asked the guy on the ground.
”Yes, I am,” said Mr. Tucker, then he looked towards the front gates and noticed the twelve year old girl standing there staring and called out, “Why hello Rina, would you like to come in? Nina has been lonely all day without you. It’s been a while since you last visited.”
”Only for a little bit Mr. Tucker,” answered Rina as she walked to the door, “I have to get home before dark. My father is coming home for dinner today.”
”Of course,” said Mr. Tucker, then he turned to the guy in red, “Why don’t you come on in? Hurry up.”
”Huh? Sure,” said the guy in red.

”Ah…I’m very sorry about the mess in here,” explained Mr. Tucker, “but there isn’t a woman in the house to help clean up so it just ends up like this.”
The little girl, Nina went up to the guy in armor and pulled on his hand, “Hey, big brother, your clothes are weird. Isn’t it heavy?”
”It’s all right, big brother is very strong,” answered the armored guy.
He looked up and saw Mr. Tucker staring in disbelief at him. He started to sweat.
”These are the Elric brothers,” said Mustang, “I’ll tell you about them one day. So please don’t ask too much for now.”
”Nina, please go and play outside for a while,” Mr. Tucker said to his daughter, “Alexander is lonely all by himself.”
”Aww…then I’ll come back later,” Nina said to the armored guy.
”Mr. Tucker?” said Rina as she reentered the living room carrying a tray, “I made some tea for you, and the guests.”
Rina came into the room with the tray of cups and a teapot, and placed them on the table top. She poured the tea for Mr. Tucker, Mustang, Al and Ed.
”Thank you Rina,” thanked Mr. Tucker, then he turned to the Elric brothers, “It’s a wonder that children as old as you are even thinking of taking the National Alchemist exam. If there’s anything that I can do to help, just ask.”
”Then, can you show us the talking chimera that you created?” asked the guy in red.
”Me too,” chirped in the armor guy.
Mr. Tucker’s face changed expressions, “I’m sorry, but that thing died not long after I created it. But back to the point, getting you two to pass the exam is more important. You just have to work and study hard, and it’ll be a breeze.”
”Mr. Tucker?” said Rina, she cut in at the mention of alchemy and the test.
”Yes, what is it Rina?” asked Mr. Tucker.
”Can you teach me some alchemy? I want to surprise my father with it,” asked Rina, her eyes bright.
”Of course,” said Mr. Tucker, “Follow me, I’ll show you to the library where you can get some books on how to start learning alchemy.”
Mr. Tucker led Rina and the Elric brothers to where his library was, and opened the oak doors to a fairly dusty room, “And here’s the library, you can use it all you want.”
”Wow,” gasped Rina. “Where should I start? There’re so many books here.”
”This is amazing,” said the armor guy, “I’ve never seen so many books in one place.”
”The first sector library has way more books that what I have in here, and when you become a national alchemist, you can have access to those books,” explained Mr. Tucker.
”Really?” asked Rina, she made a face.
”Yes,” replied Mr. Tucker.
”Then how come I’m allowed to have access to those books?” asked Rina, she was thinking really hard.
”Wow, really?” asked the armor guy, “You can look at all those classified books?”
”Yeah,” answered Rina.
”So are you a national alchemist like Mr. Tucker?” asked the armor guy.
”No,” said Rina, she laughed, “I don’t even know the first thing to alchemy.”
”But how…”
”It’s true,” said Mr. Tucker, cutting in, “Rina doesn’t know anything about alchemy.”
Rina ran off in search of some alchemy books as Mr. Tucker talked to the armor guy, explaining things to him.
”Then how does she get the classified books that only state alchemists can get?”
”Rina is…a special case,” explained Mr. Tucker.
”What do you mean?” asked the armor guy.
”In Rina’s case, she can have access to anything in the military, whether it’s of the least or most importance to the military,” continued Mr. Tucker.
”How is she special?” asked the armor guy.
”Rina is the Fuhrer’s precious only child,” said Mr. Tucker. “That is, until a few weeks ago when he adopted a young boy to be Rina’s brother. But to the Fuhrer, Rina will always be his most precious child.”
”The Fuhrer? Why?” repeated the armor guy.
”Yes, the Fuhrer, the head of the military, the president,” explained Mr. Tucker. “Rina was found by the Fuhrer before he became Fuhrer after a war he fought in. She was taken in by him after he saw how pitiful she looked, lying there among the dead bodies, crying miserably.”
”So she is special, and sad at the same time,” said the armor guy.
”Yes,” agreed Mr. Tucker, the he called to Rina, “Rina, do you want to stay for dinner?”
”Oh, I can’t,” said Rina, “I have to go home now, thank you for letting me visit. Good-bye!”

As Rina walked into her home, she immediately went to the kitchen and started to make stew for dinner. She cut up the loaf of bread into slices and placed them on a plate and placed it on the dining table. After the stew was done, she waited with her brother for her father to return home from work. Their mother was getting ready at the moment their father walked through the doors.
”I’m home!” called her father as he walked through the doors.
”Welcome home father!” both Rina and her brother called back to him. “Dinner’s ready on the table, father,” informed Rina.
”Did you make it today Rina?” asked the Fuhrer as he sniffed the aroma wafting around in the air.
”Yes father,” said Rina, “How can you tell?”
”I helped too!” said the young boy, holding onto his sister’s hand.
”So what did you do today father?” asked Rina.
”Nothing much,” replied the Fuhrer.
”Oh, I met two of the people who are going to take this year’s National Alchemist exam,” said Rina.
”That’s very nice Rina,” commented the mother.
”Yes it is. It’s good to make new friends. What are their names?” asked her father.
”Um…I don’t know,” said Rina, “Do you have a picture of all of this year’s applicants?”
”Sure I do honey,” said the Fuhrer as he took out a pile of papers from out of nowhere and handed it to her.
”I wanna see too! I wanna see too!” said the young boy as he leaned over and looked at the papers his sister was holding.
Rina flipped through the papers and stopped at the picture of the guy with the red coat and pointed it to her father, “Here’s one of them, his name is…Edward Elric.”
Rina flipped the page and pointed again, “Here’s the other one, Alphonse Elric.”
”Ah yes, aspiring young alchemists,” said the Fuhrer as he looked at the two sheets of paper.
”They seem to get younger and younger with each test,” said the mother as looked at the picture of Ed.
”He looks as old at Rina!” commented the young boy from Rina’s side.
”Father?” said Rina, looking down.
”Yes, what is it?”
”Can I take the National Alchemist exam as well?” asked Rina, she looked up, determination in her eyes.
”No you may not,” answered the Fuhrer as his expression changed.
”Why not?” asked Rina, “I’m not scared of fighting when war starts.”
”I’m sorry Rina,” said the Fuhrer, “but I do not want you to see the death and destruction of war again.”
”Your father is very worried about you Rina,” said the mother, “You should respect his wishes.”
”What do you mean father?” asked Rina, ignoring her mother, “I’ve never fought or been involved in a war.”
”I’m sorry Rina. Maurice, please take Billy and yourself to another room, it’s time I told her,” said the Fuhrer as started to explain, after waiting for the two other members in the family to leave the room, “Rina, twelve years ago, you were sent into a battle against the Ishbal nation. The military used you to wreak death and destruction on the Ishbal nation. You do not remember it. Also, you already are a Forbidden, that makes you more powerful than even a First Class National Alchemist.”
”So can I get a silver clock as well?” asked Rina, totally changing the subject.
”I suppose you can.”
”But I don’t know any alchemy though,” said Rina.
”Of course not,” said the Fuhrer, “Not when your memory is being blocked.”
”Memory block?”
”I’ll just undo the memory block then,” said the Fuhrer as he immediately undid a spell.
Memories of her childhood past flooded back into her head. Rina could see that in her childhood she had learned alchemy at a surprisingly inhuman speed. And three other children who played with her, but their faces were blurred.

Dun dun dun…who are these friends of hers?