Okay, a fic that isn't completely insane. This story has characters that are myself, as well as two of my friends and just plain old random people. So enjoy, and please comment, I need the self esteem.
Disclaimer: As stated, I don't own Fullmetal alchemist, and also as stated, if I did, I couldn't harass Ling all the time.
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Pairs of eyes seemed to glow in the darkness that had shrouded Xing a few hours ago. The eyes came from a group of eight royal Xingese guards who where often sent to scout around towns near the Imperial palace at night.
The group was an odd bunch, there ages ranged from ten, the ten year-old being Mei-lee, a guard in training, to seventeen, this being the groups leader, Rin(a/n: I know that Rin can be translated to Ling, but ignore it). The members of the groups names, from youngest to oldest, where as follows: Mei-lee, Sheng, Changdong, Lihua, Buwei, Lou-bang, Lang and Rin.
All of them where dressed near the same, black pants and shirts with black jackets for the cold night. Loosely fitting black belts, black shoes, kunai knives and assorted grenades hanging from there belts. They all also wore the masks that all royal guards wore, each different than the others. They all also had black hair of assorted lengths. Most of them had almost black eyes, except Rin, whose eyes where green.
Rin made a hand signal and the guards tensed. Two where on either side of a doorway, backs pressed against the wall. On the right side of the doorway it was Lang and Rin. On the right it was Lou-bang and Buwei. The rest where perched on the roof.
They where outside of, what you could call a side palace. A smaller palace built specifically for Empress Yao. They where informed that one of her servants were a murderer. As he opened the door, the royal guards attacked all at once, easily overpowering the man. He quickly admitted to his plans to murder Empress Yao.
Rin pulled her mask off and tied it to her belt. "Good work, Lou-bang, Changdong, go make sure Empress Yao is all right." The two boys nodded and went inside while Sheng tied the man's wrists together. "Lihua, Buwei, Mei-lee, take this man away until his punishment is determined." The three girls nodded and led the man away. Lou-bang and Changdong came out a few minutes later. "The empress is fine, Rin." Lou-bang reported.
"Good, you and Changdong go report back to the palace, I want to go scout out the desert, Lang, you'll come with me." The three nodded and Lou-bang dashed off with Changdong. "Come on Lang." Rin ordered, her hair falling loosely around her shoulders. Lang nodded and removed his mask, making his short, ragged hair visible.
"Rin, why are we scouting the desert?" Lang asked as he ran alongside his friend. "I just have this feeling something odd is going to happen." Rin replied, looking almost sheepish.
Rin put out a hand and stopped Lang. "Hey, what wa-" Rin cut him off. "Shh! Someone's coming." Rin hissed, hearing the crunch of sand, the swish of cloth. /I wonder who it is?/ Rin thought as she stayed perfectly still, trying to see who it was.
All of a sudden, Lang and Rin felt a hand clamp over each of their mouths. "Mmumph!" Lang said in surprise, words undecipherable. "Who are you?" the voice was female.
Rin wriggled free from this persons grasp, Lang didn't have such luck. Rin glared at this person, dressed all in black, like Rin and Lang, with her hair pulled back in a loose bun. "You have no wright to attack royal guards!" Rin hissed, letting her fingers brush her mask as she reached for a kunai at her belt.
The girls eyes went wide and she released Lang, who immediately took a step back and joined Rin. "I-I'm sorry, I didn't know you where also guards." For the first time Rin noticed a royal guards mask hanging from this girls belt.
Rin sighed in relief and put the kunai away. "I am sorry as well, and sad to say that I don't think we have met. I am Rin, and this is Lang." they both bowed.
The girl returned the bow. "I'm Ranfan." She said. "Ranfan, where are you?" the voice was male. Rin raised an eyebrow and looked at Ranfan. "Over here, young master." Ranfan replied. "Where?" the voice asked.
Lang rolled his eyes and took a collapsible lantern from a pocket in his jacket and lit it with two flint stones.
Rin and Lang could now clearly see this person. He wore brightly colored clothing and his eyes where, well, squinty, but he had an imperial look to him.
"Hello" he said cheerfully "I'm Ling, Yao, 12th son of the emperor." Lang and Rin bowed stiffly.
"If it is all right, may we take you to the palace, we have to make sure that everything has been properly taken care of." Rin questioned.
"Alright, but what do you mean?" Ling asked. As the small group began heading for the palace, Rin and Lang began explaining, Ling didn't take the news of his mother nearly being assassinated well.
A/N: And so ends chapter one. I thought I came out well and so next time we see some interesting stuff. And just so that this works, let's say that Ling has been able to take control over his body, for now, and that the promised day is over, so he and Ranfan have gone home.