I dont own Fullmetal Alchemist, but i do own Winoa. :3

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Looking down at the now dead corpse, which had what looked like it had be blown to pieces, the black haired man who wore a large grin on his face let out a small laugh. He placed his hands in his pockets and turned around and walked out from the dark, blood covered alley where he had killed the civillian man. He looked around, only a few stands of hair hung infront of his eyes. His hair was tied back with a thin hair tie. He sighed slightly, now bored from his excitful show of watching a man explode. Man, he loved watching people go "boom". He looked over his shoulder. He was in the lower part of the city, the bottom of the food chain part of the city. People who were killed were hardly missed, which gave the crazed Crimson Alchemist plenty to kill, all at the tips of his fingers. Now wondering what to do, who to kill, or even where to go, the man who he blew up brought back memories from the war that took place at Ishval. Oh how he loved the sight of blood, the screams of people, the buildings which blew up, most likely crushing the people inside. What a sweet sound. So sweet it was like music to his ears, what a wonderful time he had, killing as many people as he could get his tattooed palms on. He heard voices, then turned around, seeing few people gather to the alley where he made his kill. He smirked a sadistic grin, before turning around and carried on walking. There was nothing. Nothing. the buildings looked like a bomb had already hit them. The people were ugly, dirty things. Thin, everyone of them. He could see why it was in such a sad, poor state, not that he cared. At the moment in time, all he was thinking about is whether there were any people to blow up. Obviously he couldn't do it in the eyes of the bottom of the food chain people. No. He wouldn't want to show such skill and perfection to them, so for now, he would kill secretly. Most of all, it would stop the Military from sticking their annoying noses into the murders.

He found a small, run down bar and walked in. Empty. Apart from a few people. A fat bartender. He'd make a good bomb in his eyes. There were 3 other people. All men and they were talking about some unimportant shit. Why would he want to bother listening in on their conversations? To see which would make a good bomb maybe? He laughed in his head at this thought and he walked to the bar, and got a brandy. At least they had alcohol around here. He turned his head to hear the door open.

Walking in through the door was a young, green haired, pink eyed girl. Her skin was fair, and on the left side of her body there was what looked like thin, pink, vine like tattoos. She smiled and walked to the man at the bar, handing him a piece of paper and she blinked once, her eyes made contact with the Alchemist. He wasn't half bad. He had muscle, and his eyes were beautiful. Then she snapped herself out of her stare, looking back at the man who was reading the paper. The Alchemist finished the medium sized glass of Brandy and he stood from the bar stool and he looked at her for a small second. Yes. What a wonderful bomb she'd make. Not that she was one herself. She wasn't thin, skinny. She was more curvy, perfect hips, a nice ass and a perfect pair of breasts. Great. Now he was thinking like a certain Homunculus. Greed. What a pain he is. His whores. He never did learn to control himself around a pretty girl. He got rid of that pain now. Well, he hoped so. If not, he'd have to get ride of the green haired girl before he could lay his hands on her. Pure looking. Thats what she looked like. Pure and untouched. She wouldn't be if Greed got his hands on her. It would be such a shame to see a work of art, gone like that. She's make a great bomb. She was by far the most beautiful girl here, in this run down area.

Then it hit him. WHY? Why would such a lovely looking girl be in such a gloomy, horrid area like this? He walked down the road, feeling the roughness of the road under his boots. He frowned, then looked at his palms. Ahead. There was a man. On his own. No one was around him, so why not? Bordom can be a killer. And a fucking sadistic killer at that. He smiled at the man, using his politness that he used alot to charm his victims these days. He spoke to the man and asked him if he could borrow a house phone. If he had one. Which he did. And that was that.

Walking down the opposite way he walked, the young green haired girl smiled, then turned her head when he heard an explosion noise. She turned fully and ran up the road. Then stopped when she saw a collapsed building. It wasn't a big building. But it was in ruins, then looked around. Seeing no one and she frowned and ran up the road more. She didn't see a soul and she sighed. She closed her eyes, then walked down the road, going back the way she came, then looked at the building, only to have her arm grabbed and she was pulled onto another road. She looked up and blinked slowly at the man. He had dark spikey hair, and a big grin, with pointy teeth. She laughed slightly, seeing his face close to hers.

"Hey there little babe", He grinned, looking at her in the eyes. What beautiful eyes. What a beautful girl. Until he saw the blue tattoo on her right thigh. He looked at his tattooed hand, then back down and his eye twitched, then he looked at her. Crap. That is what he thought "You're Envys little opposite... arn't you?" He asked.

She nodded slowly "Greed" She said "Living upto your name. I know your Greed because i've already met Lust. And you arnt her" She said "Now, if you dont mind, I'll be going" she said, about to walk off, then she felt a hand wrap around her waist and she was pulled onto his chest and she looked up at him, blushing slightly "Put me down!" She yelled.

"What would be the fun in that?" He asked, grinning at her. "Your a very pretty girl. Who cares if your basically a sister to my brother" He said, bringing his face close to hers when a small explosion could be heard. He frowned, putting her on her feet and he frowned, seeing the man he didnt want to see again "Kimblee" He said.

"Kimblee...?" She blinked slowly.

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My first chaper of the story, hope it's okay. ^^