This is something I got from a movie I watched, and thought it would be an awesome fic, so I hope you enjoy like I did.

Roy Mustang stood at the train station with his girlfriend, Trisha Elric. Trisha was wearing a black sweater and some jeans, her short brown hair shaggy from not being brushed. They had woke up at six am to get Roy to the train.

Roy was wearing a blue military uniform. His black hair was flowing in the wind, and his midnight black eyes were staring into Trisha's blue ones.

"Maybe you shouldn't go. We can stay here together, and get married before anything happens. What if the train crashes, or if you don't come back?" Trisha asked. She was frightened by letting her love since grade school go to somewhere as dangerous as Central.

"Trisha, baby. I am only going to be gone for a year, then we can be together, and get married. Maybe even have kids. We will have a happy life as soon as I get back from Central. In the meantime, you stay here and finish school, start that shop you wanted to run, and enjoy being with your friends." Roy said.

Trisha was still in high school, but was graduating in the summer. She was almost done, and then she would start a bakery shop. She planned to run it with Roy, get married, and have children, who would eventually run the shop when they got older.

"I'll be back, baby." Roy said, kissing Trisha's forehead, and getting on the train. Then it was gone in a flash, and Trisha was heartbroken.

Thirteen years later, Roy Mustang sat in his office. He was now known as, Colonel Roy Mustang, the Flame Alchemist. He sat in his chair, and smiled. It was good to be him. He had money, all of the women in Central, nothing could go wrong. Or so he thought.

He got a letter that was handed to him by his lieutenant. Lieutenant Riza Hawkeye. She even had a crush on Roy, just like every other woman in Central.

On his way home from work, he saw a little girl dressed in ragged clothes. She had strawberry blonde hair, and bright blue eyes.

"Kid, here," Roy said, handing her one-hundred dollars. "buy yourself something nice." He finished. (The little girl, is my little sister by the way!) The little girl smiled. She looked up at Roy and smiled.

"I wont be needing this." She said in an amused voice. Then everything was white. When Roy looked around, he was in a white room. No windows. No doors. He was very confused.

"Roy Mustang," The little girl started, now wearing a long white dress. "Have you ever thought about what would happen if you stayed in Rezembool?"

Roy remembered Rezembool. It was the country side he tried to hard to escape. He wanted to get out of there since he was a teenager, but then he met his girlfriend. Trisha, he thought. He looked a little guilty.

Then all of the sudden everything went black.