Fullmetal Fanfiction: Freedom1

Staring at the stars, so beautiful, so many twinkling bright and sweet. The moon glowing with a radiance, beyond all else. The night was her favorite time. It was dark, and though she used to fear it- it was always surrounding her so now it was a comfort. Rather than be in daylight blinded and exposed, in darkness you were safe, hidden. Every night, wishing on every star that shone. Picking out the few constellations she knew, it was comforting. It was perfect when it was a warm night. Her deep brown eyes behind her glasses absorbed the sight, as she runs her fingers through her deep dark brown hair.

Everybody was gone. They had left to do other things. Aniuaui hated being alone- but when she felt the heavy feeling- that always seemed to come- that was all she wanted. People only cluttered your life. They don't listen. They only care about themselves being heard. That was an absolute truth. If she had to choose between having one day her own family- or choose between living long in youth absorbing knowledge and discovering her own happiness, She'd choose the second. Who needs a family- routine, children who leave, growing old, inevitably death.. She'd rather  live a eternal life of a hermit with knowledge and wisdom.  Aniuaui smirks slightly.
To study music, art, alchemy, lore, history languages... so many things... so many things..so little time... Aniunai sighed. "If I had the philosophers stone I wouldn't care for gold or riches.. no.. eternal youth and life... all I want is that.... all I want is that... So that I can learn everything.. not to be bothered by people or governments, no people.. just alone.. except for research like festivals..." She sighed again.

She got up and wiped away a tear. She had left them long ago. The pressure. She was so afraid to be off on her own but when she made up her mind- she gradually got used to it.  Sh would never return to her family- no one was really there after all. They were like a bunch of phantoms around her. This house she was in was old- falling apart- cheap rent for a temporary home for her to think. She was always left behind so at last for once she left them behind. the momoent she turned 18 she had felt deep inside that it would come to that... they tried to make her stay. promising so much but in the end she would never listen. She wanted to travel- she thought that since nobody really needed her -she diddnt need them. though she knew she did a little she had to get out on her own. Her first night alone was full of grief and unsure freedom.

She walked back inside.. She had already completed school, she had her diploma- but not with satisfaction she wanted. She took begining classes in language in German and Japanese, and the first alchemical exam.. she was an apprentice. If she could raise a little more money then she could leave Canada. Her friends all had lives full of promise. Mother was right- Aniuaui was always too nice- too much of a giving friend that made it easy for others to use her. And thats what they did. Grade 12- her final year she had lost all her friends -busy with their own lives. They were to go to university or like her sister, military. Aniunai had neither intention.. not enough smarts or money or even the patience for university or collage. She definently wasn't going into the military- she would never go to war.

She was stuck. But she had her mind made, it was mid December and she was going to order another alchemy unit and work for more money then leave. She sighed again. Wiped away a tear. She thought of all the words. She was a defect. Only remembering what hurt. "Foolish dreams. Obessessed. Silly. Stupid. Hopeless." She wouldnt listen to the paths others wanted her to choose. She wouldnt listen about whether to do this or that to save money- wasting life away. Without her dreams - without these elements of knowledge in her life- she was nothing. Her health was at its peak but her looks always average. She was more than ever - an isolated person.

January 3 2008, She got off a boat and stepped onto Japanese soil. She was to be 19 in 5 months or less. she reached her first goal, nothing but a large siutcase. She was to aim at her 2nd alchemical certificate in 2 months. She was on her way. In one of her message boards, she chatted with alchemists, and some of her aunts friends, and found a place to stay in Japan. For free none the less- providing she feed herself etc.
She nodded. She was to have a job at a local shop for an okay pay and she would attend classes in the daylight and work in the evenings. She had her own laptop to do her studies and was an active alchemist debater. She learned about lore, history, legends etc. Pointless to everyone but her. Costumes, art, singing, music, so many things, but sadly she could no longer buy so many manga books or anime-a object of love since her early youth- it was strictly to be rented or borrowed- she never had the time or the room for permenent keeps. After awhile she never found time for liesure reading anyways.

Mid April came along and she fell into bad sorts with her landlord, and found Japan to be less than what she expected. With barely enough money and starting her third unit of alchemy Aniunai catches an boat, then a train, to Europe. She took classes in advanced German and worked at a bar serving drinks. On her birthday in May, she spent it alone at a little cafe. A little peice of PB and J sandwhich was her "Happy birthday feast".  
"Look where life is going.. This is how I spend my 19th birthday... This is how I live for knowledge. This is my sacrifice. I'll leave after I finish this 3rd  course." She planned all alone. That evening on her way to her room she bumped into a small group about to jump this young man. "HEY! GET AWAY! THE COPS ARE COMING!" she yelled to scare them.. of course they scatter. She walks up to the brown eyed and bronze haired man. he was shaking and picked up his books and laptop. "Th-thank you" he bowed. She bowed in return, then lead him to his hotel. They talked and shared information vague on their past exchanged emails to keep in touch then she left. His name was Alex..She believed it though he diddnt look like a "Alex". She shrugged and went "home" to plan her next destination.

Augest came and she had now learned the history, culture, lore ,and language of Germany and Japan.  In Augest 2008  she was trying to head to France and due to unseen events ended up somehow in Africa by the end of Augest. Taking up egyptology she goes to Egypt. Augest is gone to september. She becomes a little known around the site of the pyramids and has her own tent. she was given the title of excavation supervisor for her hard work. she recieves little word from her friend Alex other than world updates and health stuff. Mostly he talks about how his brother had seemed to have dissappeared and he was afraid something had happened. She sends her deepest sympathies. As she sits on her laptop finishing the email sending it and missing her old friends whom she hadnt communicated in a year, She suddenly hears a commotion outside, One of her attendants runs in to the tent claiming some stranger had been seen around the pyramids. and that he dissapeared. She ran out with my flashlight and hat. "Jack! Marie! take me to where you seen him! No one is supposed to be near that spot today!"

As they ran over to the pyramid they pointed to the sand which hand soft barefoot prints. They folllowed around large stones to the back of the pyramid and they had dissapeared and Camel footsteps began. She leaned against the pyramid and the hot stone burned from the sun. But there was nothing to be done. "Lets head back- We'll come back tonight. It might have been a graverobber. If it was he'll be back."

So they head back and she begins to make dinner so she goes to the corner of her giant tent preparing pasta on a small portable stove. She glances back at the bookshelf opposite of her geust, a few borrowed books on multiple things, costumes, anime, alchemy, egyptology, history yeta yeta yeta. she starts stirring macrooni.

Later that night they headed over tto the same place and found a young man collapsed not far from the spot. She asked if that was him but they shook their heads claiming that the strangers hair had been a dark color- this mans hair was a golden blonde. They immediatly took him to my tent. He had heat exhaustion and seemed to be malnurished. He wore some dirty tattered clothes. Obviously because he seemed pretty beat up they assumed someone had robbed him. She told them to leave for rest and the started to dab his head with a cool cloth. His jeans were torn horibly and his shirt was almost nonexistant. he seemed like a strong man so more than one person would have had to jump him. She leaves him on her cot and gets a new one spreading out her sleeping bag on top of it.  Lying down she keeps a watchful worried eye on the young man who slept  so soundly one would think he had died except for the occasional stirring in which he would mumble "goodbye brother". Aniuaui thought on it and skipped classes that night in order to care for the bothered beaten man.