Leah Mustang's POV
The sky was dark and cold, much like the world below. There was no light aside from the lamp posts and the moon hung in the starless sky. None lurked outside besides I, running on the cold pavement with sandaled feet. I had no idea why I was running; I wasn't being chased or pursued by anyone in particular. My feet just felt like carrying my body swiftly and with much speed, I guess. I could feel my chest heaving against my shirt with every stride I took. My black hair flowed against the cold breeze that took on after a long while, giving it a cold feel against my head. I had to stop running, my breath was short and groggy after taking such speed for seven hours straight, that was a lot to run for being only six. I bent my tired head down to catch my breath, but recognized the ground about my feet. I looked up at a familiar sign: "Madam Christmas," it read. I had arrived. I opened the brass-knobbed door to the bar, welcomed by smiling faces as well as frowned ones. Madam Christmas, the bar's owner as well as my foster mother, grabbed me by the hand, taking me inside.
"Leah," she began, "are you packed?"
"Yes, Madam. But you still haven't told me where I was going."
"To your brother, Roy."
"Why?"
"Just get ready, girl."
"Yes, Madam." I went to the back to grab my suitcase with every belonging I possessed. As a felt for my train tickets inside of my drawer, I could feel the knife along my fingers. My heart thudded against my chest as my fingers curled around it. But the sound of Madam Christmas entering the room made me drop it. I lunged for the tickets and turned around, looking up at the chubby woman.
"Ready to go?" She asked.
"Mhmm," I mumbled.
Roy Mustang's POV
The white-walled halls were covered with groups of whispering soldiers. They soluted me as I passed their groups. I nodded my head at them while I walked, some of them smiling or simply not giving a damn. Lieutenant Riza Hawkeye walked past me hurriedly with her arms full of papers.
"Lieutenant," I called out to her.
"Yes, Colonel?" She replied, turning around.
"Where are you off to in such a hurry?"
"I need to file some papers is all. Edward got some more information that could be helpful."
"I see," I replied. I nodded her off, and she rushed off. I gazed at her for a long while, only allowing myself to blink. My child-like daydreaming was interrupted by my closest friend : General Maes Hughes.
"Hey, Colonel! Did I tell ya what Alicia said to me the other day? It was so adorable!"
"Yes, General. As well with every other thing she says every day." Hughes laughed, slapping my back.
"Indeed I did! So did Lieutenant Hawkeye tell you what Full Metal was up to?"
"She wasn't specific. What did he find?"
"He heard around that there was a new Alchemist around that used a different kind of Alchemy than anyone else."
"What kind, exactly?"
"Water Alchemy!" Hughes said with a look of astonishment. I gasped, knowing who lay behind such a kind of Alchemy. I ran outside, lightly shoving those out of my way. I found Edward Elric in a courtyard practicing his Alchemic skills.
"Edward Elric." I called out to him.
"Yeah?" Edward replied, not looking up from the sculpture he made from the newly paved ground. Alphonse, his brother, stood watch.
"I've gotten word that you've found a new Alchemist."
"I only heard about her, but she's probably not real. Water Alchemy, I mean, c'mon! No one can do it." I looked at Edward, appalled. I shook my head, walking away toward the center of town. While I walked, a young girl ran past me, and she looked all too familiar.
"Leah!" I called to her. She turned around, black hair, blue eyes, scar on her forehead and all.
"Well, if it isn't Roy Mustang," Leah said with her trademark smirk.
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the following material except for the writing, Idris, Leah and any other characters not a part of FullMetal Alchemist: brotherhood.