Flames of Extermination

by Dbestofall

The story is set before the extermination of Ishval. It features all characters that took part in the massive war and how each one of them reached the position as they were at the beggining of Fullmetal Alchemist.

A/N: I have updated my chapter according to your reviews. I hope this is better.

The newspapers, the magazines, the common man's talk was all about the new conflict that had risen. Mustang sat on his chair doing paperwork. That's when the phone rang. "Major Mustang here!" he said. "Hey, it's me!" The major looked rather surprised. "Hughes, I will talk to you later. I have some work to do now."

Major Hughes replied, "I wanted to inform that it's the Fuhrers order that you exterminate the Demiscus district of Ishval. The military has already conquered the north-eastern border. They want you to take on the small village of Dalon."

"I will be reaching there soon. Give my message to Havoc."

"As you say!"

The Major drove his car to the boundary of Amestris. "Havoc!" Mustang called out. Jean stepped out of the cabin with a gun and nodded his head to Mustang's gestures. Mustang stepped out of the car and sat on Havoc's bike. They rode to the mountainous Demiscus district of Ishval. "So, the long awaited extermination has begun."

"Absolutely." Havoc replied.

Havoc slammed on the brakes as soon as they reached within a mile of Demiscus. "You have to walk from here onwards." he said. "Where are the troops?" Mustang asked. "All troops are busy at war in the main sector. None is free."

"Then why have I been sent here?" Mustang asked. Havoc's face told that he knew nothing.

After walking a mile he could spot Demiscus. He put on his ignition gloves that bore the powers of his Alchemy. He stared at his gloves thinking, 'Are these the hands that tried to give life? Are these the hands that are going to kill those Ishvalans now? Argh! Mustang, snap out of it! You did that for money didn't you? Then why are you hesitating to kill them.' Mustang managed to snap out of his thoughts for once. He walked within the boundaries of Demiscus waiting to take on the challenge.

He could see deep red eyes gleaming with anger. "Amestrian! Attack!" a voice echoed through the valley of Demiscus. An Ishval army with hundreds of armed men was ready to attack Mustang. He was not afraid of them. Mustang stood there and just smirked at those Ishvalans at how they were going to die at his mercy. "Ah!" he suddenly screamed. This surprised the Ishvalans. Thoughts ran through his minds.

'No Mustang, you must snap out of it.' With one last scream he managed to snap out of it. With anger and rage he charged at the Ishvalans. "Attack!" the Ishvalan chief's voice echoed through the valley.