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Stephan Reiken Blipper                  Since: 11-17-05 Last post: 6303 days Last view: 6297 days |
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| Original, because this is a story about my character, Stephan Reiken: The Burning Blade Alchemist with no involvement from any Canon characters other then being mentioned.
The Burning Blade Alchemist Burning Blade Alchemist: Origins Stephan Reiken was born to the proud parents, Cedric and Marin Reiken in the small, remote town known as Merth. As a child, Stephan had an intense interest in the legendary Fullmetal Alchemist. He admired his fight for the people and his courage to stand up to the state’s corrupt branches. Cedric and Marin taught Stephan about alchemists, the bad and the good, and especially the Fullmetal Alchemist and his brother that stood by his side. Encouraged by his parents, he went to the local alchemist to learn the laws of alchemy and how to use alchemy. She was known to Merth as Yunea, and she always lent a helping hand to those in need. She started with the law of equivalent exchange, and various other laws of science that dictated how alchemy could be used, and how it could not be used. Slowly, Stephan learned the ways of the alchemist, and started performing his own alchemy. He stumbled along with lots of enthusiasm, and made many mistakes on his way to proficiency with alchemy. Of course, with skill comes the responsibility to use it in the right fashion, and Yunea taught Stephan just that. No one is really religious in the town, but Yunea taught Stephan of the teachings that religions have, and their united stand against alchemy, as if it was forbidden by the gods. Stephan was puzzled by this, and thought to stop those who use alchemy for the wrong reasons. Years passed by, and Stephan grew into a comfortable, carefree lifestyle. He helped around town as his master does, fixing that which breaks, and otherwise just trying to be helpful. Stephan still thirsted for the adventures of legends, but he was content here, helping people he knew, and having freedom to do what he choose. Stephan slowly began working on more complex alchemy, fixing small electrical devices and repairing works of art to their original form. Stephan even started making things of his own out of whatever he could find, often transmuting wood into small toys for the younger children. He also created a few tools for the local engineer, and whatever else people seemed to need. He turned into a teenager, and discovered how great girls really were, and he made presents for them. Before he knew it, he was 15 years old. He decided here that he should become a little more serious and trustworthy, and he struggled to become a better person. Time flowed by him as he took in that which most get his age. Except for the fact that he was an alchemist, he was your average teen. One day, rumors started floating into town about strange monsters roaming the countryside created with alchemy. These monsters had started attacking anyone that got in their way. Few got away from them. Hearing about this. Stephan went to Yunea and asked here what was this all about. She told him that such monsters were combinations of many animals and often went mad. However, some of them are trained and even tamed. It takes a sick minded alchemist to ever create such a creature, and only an Alchemist of the state would be able to get away with them. Once, a large incident involving innumerable monsters was dealt with by Fullmetal, Flame, and Strong Arm. However, this town is remote and there is little of value here. There shouldn’t be any danger. One month after that, the alarm caused subsided and the town lived in peace. However, there was truth to the impossible-seeming story. That day, Stephan had gone into the woods to try to finish an alchemic project he had been working on. A chemical that would burn for a time when lit and not be put out by water. He had succeeded at creating a small fire that would burn in the rain, but the fire would go out if it rained too hard. Stephan collected the various ingredients needed. These were certain weeds containing large amounts of various, otherwise rare, elements, wood, gasoline, and gunpowder. These hardly unusual items that could be found just about anywhere could be transmuted into the compound that Stephan looked for. Stephan collected a few ingredients and wrote down notes that he might find useful in his next attempt. Better yet, it started raining. Stephan hurried back home to try again before the rain stopped. As Stephan came within sight of the town, he could see that something, something terrible, had happened. Most of the buildings Stephan could see were burning or already burnt to the ground. As he got closer, Stephan recognized bodies that were torn to pieces on the ground. Terror quickly filled Stephan’s mind as he raced to his own home. The images before him he could hardly cope with, but his mind forced him home to find his parents. He saw his house, and walked towards it. A strange, winged and scaled catlike monster emerged from his own home, chewing savagely on something and splattered with blood. It swallowed and looked at Stephan with demonic eyes. With rage, anger, and complete despair, Stephan grabbed a long piece of wood he was carrying and charged at the demon. As he swung, the monster swung its large paw and its claws tore through Stephan’s hand. Stephan clutched what remained of his hand and fell to the ground in disbelief. The monster quickly lashed at Stephan with a tail that he hadn’t seen and knocked him backward and unconscious... Stephan Reiken: The State Alchemy Exam The alarm went off. I reached over with my automail, right hand and pushed the button on top. I sat up in the simple bed and stretched my arms and legs a bit. I got up and sleepily took a shower, waking me up. I dressed in the one and only outfit I own, my samurai training kimono. The State Alchemy Exam is today and I am the third youngest to be allowed to apply for the State Alchemist position. I’ll become a Major right away if I succeed and become a State Alchemist. As long as I follow The State, I can follow those pursuits of mine, but I shouldn’t think about that right now. That will just give me a bad mood. I need to head out and take the written portion of the exam now, or I’ll be late. I sheathed my sword on my back and placed my alchemic reagents on my belt, and then I left the middle-class Lion Inn I was staying in into the busy streets of Central City. Even now, at 7 am, people are busy at work, doing whatever they do with their life. People glance at my clothes, and I know what they are thinking. A foreigner? Then they look at my face to see that I am not from Xing and they continue their business. I make my way through the shop-filled streets and finally arrive at the fortified Central HQ. Soldiers keep watch as a few, mostly military, people move through the area. I slowly walk through the open gate in front of me and make my way to the front door of the large building. The large double-door is rather plain, but the huge banner above it with the symbol of Central makes the building a bit more noticeable. I entered the building to find a large, high-ceiling white walled room with a couple tables scattered in the room. A few soldiers sit in chairs and talk while a couple State Alchemists seem to be reviewing a case file. A female secretary behind a large, half-circular desk against the far wall just finishes talking to a short, broad, and muscular man who walks to a door indicated by the secretary and disappears up some stairs. The secretary makes a mark on a list, then looks up and notices me. I walk calmly across the room to her. Stephan: “I am here for the State Alchemy Exam.” People always find me older than I am, so people don’t question me when I do things that 16 year-olds normally wouldn’t do. I’m not sure why, but I think my height has something to do with it. Secretary: “Name?” Stephan: “Reiken, Stephan Reiken.” The secretary shuffles through some papers and pulls out a paper with a picture of myself attached by paperclip. She looks at the picture, than at me. Secretary: “Go through that door and up to the next floor. Then go down the hall until you find Room 1C on your right. You know the rest.” I nod and go through the door. I walk up the circling metal steps until I reach the next floor and go through the slightly different door labeled with a number 2 on it. I come out to a plain, white hallway with a few doors spaced far apart. I walk down the hallway until I find Room 1C on my right. Stephan: “This must be the room.” I walk into the room which looks like an advanced school room. In front of me was the bottom floor, with a teacher’s desk and a blackboard with ‘State Alchemy Exam Part 1’ written across it in big letters. There are desks on a handful of stair-like platforms. People fill the desks as I climb up to an empty one in the back. After a few minutes, a State Alchemist walks into the room and sits at the teacher’s desk. Following her, two soldiers come in with stacks of papers and start giving them to everyone. State Alchemist: “Quiet down, quiet down. All of you here know why you are here, so no cheating. You have 1 hour.” Everyone quiets down, as the two soldiers finish handing out papers and leave. I pull out my own Pen and look at the first question. What is the fundamental law of Alchemy that governs all Alchemy? Wow, they really put a hard one in first. State Alchemist: “Begin.” I quickly write ‘The Law of Equivalent Exchange is the fundamental law of all alchemy. It states that to gain, something of equal value must be lost.’ This test is in the bag. I quickly start to write down the answers to the questions, and finish the test 1 minute before the hour was up. Stephan: “That wasn’t so bad.” Some of the others seem to be struggling with a question or two as they try to put the finishing touches on their papers. The State Alchemist is drawing a pretty complex array on her desk. State Alchemist: “Time’s up.” She places both hands on her circle, which activates the Alchemic process. White Alchemic light floods the room and consumes the test papers one by one. The Alchemy then recreates them back, stacked on the desk. Some people swear as they had not finished the test. State Alchemist: “Be back here at noon to get your results.” I leave and go back to my Inn, wasting my time until I could see how I did on the Exam itself. I wonder how that State Alchemist did a Transportation Alchemy... (edited by Stephan Reiken on 01-07-07 11:20 AM) (edited by Stephan Reiken on 01-07-07 11:21 AM) |
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