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Chapter one

1933, Western Amestris

Slive looked out over the city that was beginning to boil over in turmoil. His sergeant looked unhappy as he shook his head and prepare for the mission. The 3d Unit had a mission to retrieve an escaped chimera.

"Going into the shitstorm isn't going to be easy," Slive grumbled, "but let's get to it don't obey orders and we'll all be killed."

Slive pulled back the slider on his pistol and made sure his longsabre was in easy reach. His bolt-action carbine was loaded and ready with the bayonet at the end fixed. The sergeant had a submachinegun and the rest of them all had the same carbine as Slive.

The rocky climb was difficult and took around an hour, but they moved fast and with ease. They had done this before, raids on Amestris outpost and the such was common. Four of them in all the sergeant Slive, the other two were older then Slive and had more experience.

Rold was a stocky man in his thirties and had been in the special forces for over eight years. William was younger and had only been in the team for three years bit it was a year more then Slive who was barely twenty years of age now.

"Shit they're already started shooting at each other!"

They came into the Bordertown at the rebel's side. It wasn't to hard they wore civilian clothing and moved into the streets as if they were rebels. They got further into the town and that's when it began to get difficult.

The military had good positions on top of the central hill and mounted eight machineguns. They also seemed to have a tank near the train station making it nearly impossible to get there if the chimera had escaped that way.

Slive stopped near a road that led up to the hill. Eight or so corpses of rebels laid out in the street, idiots ran without thinking they would be cut down. The others stopped behind him and he slightly peered out into the road.

A spray of bullets met him, brick shattered, and dust clouded his vision as the machinegun tried to take him out. "Dammit we need to get to the other side of the town, fucks are too well setup."

"Do you think we could take them out if we got up there?"

Slive shrugged, "doubt that with only the four of us we could get maybe ten or so before getting killed. We should get across the street and continue our search; the rebels might find out we aren't allies."

The sergeant nodded, "alright we'll throw smoke and move at once."

Slive and Rold tossed smoke grenades that exploded and showered the entire road in a thick gray smoke. Slive raised his hand, the machineguns tore up the area then stopped to reload. That's when Slive bolted out into the street with the others on his heels.

They got across without getting cut to pieces. On the other side the army was retaking buildings and key locations. They had to maneuver their way across the fighting, they still got through without shooting a single foe.

"Where in the hell is she," the sergeant growled, "do you think she escaped the town?"

Slive shook his head, "nope I think she might be at the shrine. Civilians who don't want to get mixed in probably went there, she might have gone there to blend in with the population."

They moved towards the shrine and was forced to kill a few soldiers who guarded a gate that lead to the shrine. The army had taken it and five or so guarded the gate, set up in good positions it would be hard to assault them head on.

"Slive you're up take them out."

He put on a bandana to cover his face and moved forward at a snail's pace. He got right on top of them before they noticed. The first raised his rifle but was taken down by one of Slive's comrades, the second was shot in the chest by Slive himself.

He bolted into the position and ran his bayonet through the third. He left the weapon in the soldier and jumped to the left as the soldier behind him opened fire. Slive drew his longsabre and was on the soldier before the young man could even really register what was happening. With one fluid motion of his shiny blade the soldier's head fell to the stone.

Slive ducked and a bullet whizzed were his head was a moment later. The soldier who fired the shot looked shocked, that didn't last when a bayonet was thrusted in the side of his skull. Rold twisted his bayonet out of the corpse and tossed Slive his carbine.

He sheathed his sword and cocked the bolt. "Alright let's do this."

Inside the locals looked in horror as they slid into the building. They were all on their knees, most were women and children but a few old men as well. Slive gazed about for their target and found here trying to hide herself behind a few locals.

"Alright lets waste—," the sergeant's words were cut off as his throat was sliced clean open.

Rold looked at Slive and didn't hesitate but it was too late. Slive's bayonet went through his right eye socket and he dropped like a sack of potatoes. He unholstered his pistol and brought it up to take down William.

The pistol was swiped out of his hand by William's bayonet. He bolted back but the bayonet came straight at him. Slive was forced to grab the piece of steel, the blade sliced deep in his left palm and William pulled the trigger. The bullet missed Slive by a mere inch, he kicked the man's feet out from him and drew his longsabre.

One thrust and the blade went through William's forehead and out the back of his skull. Slive let out a breath of relief and retrieved his pistol and carbine. "D545 stand up we're leaving, unless you want to stay here and get killed once you are discovered."

The girl looked up at him confused, she didn't know why this man just killed his own comrades. But the choice wasn't made for here, the wall to the right exploded open and a figure walked in calm and collected.

She was short with dirty blonde hair and bright yellow eyes. A pretty thing and what Slive could tell was an alchemist. He brought his carbine to his shoulder but hoped to the left as the ground suddenly exploded from underneath him.

"Shit," he cursed, in a heartbeat he threw a smoke grenade clouding everything in gray.

Slive grabbed the chimera by the shoulder and forced her out of the shrine and back into the streets. Though they didn't get halfway down the street before a wall suddenly popped up in front of them.

With a curse Slive spun around and fired. The bullet struck another wall that was the same size as the girl. She came out from around it, she glared and pointed straight at Slive who cocked his bolt again.

"Surrender!"

"I'm not a rebel, so stay out of my business alchemist."

She slammed her hands on the ground, a moment later a spike made from the earth beneath their feet came straight for Slive. He jumped to the right and was able to avoid it, but his carbine was struck and knocked out of his hands.

"I don't want to kill you alchemist, just let us go and you won't see us again. D545 get ready to the left, we'll get to the river and take it south." Slive drew his longsabre, "I am sorry I have to do this alchemist."

He charged the alchemist who made another wall to close in Slive. However, the young man leaped completely over it in a heartbeat and brought down his sword on the girls left shoulder. He saw the pain in her eyes and he finished her with a knee in the chest that sent the girl on her back.

"Your lucky I used the back of the blade, don't get in the way again alchemist."

Slive was surprised the chimera followed him. Though she probably didn't really have much of a choice. Once they found out she was from Creta she would probably be captured as a spy. They got down to the river and like Slive said took it south.

"So…why did you kill them?"

Slive stopped and sat down on a log, "it was just a good opportunity. Don't get me wrong those guys were my comrades we went out drinking and fought together for a while. However, I knew they would kill me if I betrayed Creta. I was born in Amestris and I want to go find my mother and perhaps my father."

The girl who was barely fifteen fiddled with her fingers, "then why did you bring me with you?"

"So, you can't tell Creta what I did, I might need to go back there. You'll be able to escape with my help, so I would count yourself lucky, the others that escaped I all hunted down and killed."

Her eyes narrowed, he saw her body begin to shift slightly. Was she going to transform?

"Do you hate me that much chrimera, I know I killed our fellow chrimera but I didn't make them suffer. You don't want to know what happens when they are recaptured…well maybe you do."

"You're a murderer, just another soldier who doesn't care about anything but their orders."

"Well at least we agree about that, come on we got to keep going."

They walked all night and in the morning, they left the river to find themselves near a small village. "Now I wonder if this is the part we get captured?"

Lucky for them the villagers didn't mind to much. They weren't entirely friendly, but they were able to purchase some cloths and supplies for the road. They left without rest and kept on walking, Slive was headed for West City and hoped he could blend in from there.

They slept that night due to the chrimera unable to continue. In the morning they hate some dried meat and drank from canteens. She looked exhausted but then again, she probably hadn't been trained in the laboratory yet.

"Do you have a name," he asked later that day, "saying D545 in public would be a little odd don't you think?"

"There was another chrimera in the laboratory that called me Narrow?"

"Alright Narrow it is, I'm Slive."

A truck passed them with an old farmer who ended up giving them a rider further towards the city. "Do you want to spend the night at my place?" he asked.

"No, we have to keep going, thank you though."

"Come on lad your girlfriend could use a bath."

Narrow pursed her lips and turned away form the farmer who laughed. Slive sighed, "alright thank you for your hospitality."

The chrimera took a bath that night but Slive refused to. He didn't want to have his weapons not attached to him. He had wrapped up his longsabre with cloth entail it was nothing, but a bundle and his pistol was in his holster underneath his left armpit.

In the morning they left, he hadn't talked much at the farmhouse and was glad to get away and back on the road. Narrow seemed to brighten after the bath and warm food and walked with a jump in her step.

"Slive!"

"What is it?"

Narrow's voice cracked, "I can hear heavy trucks coming!"