In Too Deep
Prologue
A/N: Yet another new fic… This takes place 20 years after the manga and is SERIOUSLY AU. And is my b-day gift to my loverly beta, IvyShort. ^^
Disclaimer: How many times do I have to tell you people that I don't own FMA?
After the Promised Day, Frank Archer took the opportunity to seize control of the government, creating a reclusive parliament with himself at the head. He ordered the execution of Roy Mustang and Riza Hawkeye, and the excommunication of all who had helped them in their coup. However, due to the time taken to reconstruct a government, this order was not made until one year after their coup. Now, all family and friends of former Colonel Mustang and his former Lieutenant are living in Xing, protected by the emperor.
That's the theory, anyway.
18 Years After the Execution
"For your final project this year, I want you to research and present a paper on a controversial topic in our countries history. The guidelines are on the sheet of paper you picked up in the beginning of class. Dismissed."
Elizabeth looked over at her best friend Talia. "What are you going to write your paper on?"
Talia shrugged. "What everyone else is going to write on, I guess. How we used to have a dictatorship."
Elizabeth nodded slowly. "Yeah…"
Talia looked over at her friend. "What are you planning on writing about?"
Suddenly, Elizabeth looked up as if shocked. "I've got it! I'm going to write about Mustang and Hawkeye!"
Talia slapped a hand over her friend's mouth. "Are you crazy? Are you trying to get us both killed?"
Elizabeth smirked. "Mr. Malloy said we could write about any controversial topic. And that's the one I'm choosing."
Talia grimaced. "You're not going to find anything on those two. All that any of our textbooks say is that they were murderers who destroyed an entire culture almost single-handedly."
Elizabeth stopped walking and looked at her friend. "But is that the truth?"
Later That Day
"Aunt Chris! I'm home!"
Elizabeth waved at the girls scattered around the bar. Her 'older sisters' were both the waitresses and the entertainment at the small bar she had grown up in. She hadn't known her parents, but the small home was always filled with more than enough laughter to make up for that.
Her Aunt Chris strolled into the room, smoking a large cigarette. "Yes, Elizabeth?" Aunt Chris was a large woman, her once-dark hair now fading to gray. She wore a large boa around her neck, and smoked like a chimney.
"Do you know anything about Mustang and Hawkeye?"
~OWARI~
A/N: If you haven't caught on yet, Aunt Chris is… I'll let you figure it out. XD Yeah, I'm mean. Well, review please! ^^