After a Fall- Pilot Chapter
A/N: I thought I'd try this and see what the results were. It's my own version of Roy and Riza and whoever else I feel like including on the other side of the gate. You know, in our world in 1940-ish. And I've decided that Maes is no longer Police Officer Hughes: Dedicated Nazi. DEAL WITH IT. If people review, this story will continue. If not, I'll discontinue it. Whatever. Well, try the story out and see if you like it. Post CoS.
Disclaimer: I, mangagirl135, do not own Fullmetal Alchemist or any of its characters. Does this surprise anybody?
"Colonel, we've been hit! The engines on the right wing are failing!"
"I'll try to stabilize the plane, Hawkeye! Just keep firing!"
"Yes, sir!"
There was the sound of more gunfire, and another loud explosion as the left wing of the small fighter plane was struck, and the plane began spiraling toward the ground.
"We're going down, Hawkeye! There's nothing I can do about it!"
First Lieutenant Riza Hawkeye rummaged through the supplies in the back of the plane as it fell towards the ground, finding two parachutes. She tossed one to the raven haired man coming out of the cockpit of the small aircraft, and shoved him through the destroyed hatch before jumping through herself. After Colonel Roy Mustang (for who else would it be?) had opened his parachute, she tugged on her own in an attempt to open it, only to find that there was a large hole in it.
And she was more than a hundred feet above the ground.
A/N: Well, did you like it? If you did, please review! Thanks for your time!