It was 3 o'clock in the afternoon and Riza Hawkeye was walking down the Main Street in Central.

"Finally!"she thought to herself excitedly "Ah, all done work for the day! Now I can go home and rest. I wonder what Black Hayate did today…" She remained lost in her thoughts when a loud cry for help broke the thought barrier. The cry seemed to be coming from a nearby dark alley. Too used to the routine and scenario she drew her gun and proceeded into the alley. She quickened her pace because she knew the only person who had a voice that sounded like that: Winry Rockbell.

When she reached deep enough she saw the young teen on the ground, clutching something she couldn't quite make out from her distance. Winry felt the presence of someone else in the alley besides her.

"Stay back!" she cried out in fear.

"Winry, it's me, Lieutenant Hawkeye! Calm down." Her cinnamon eyes met the light blue.

"What's going on? Are you alright?"

"Oh Lieutenant! Please help him!" She held the object tighter and when Riza took a few steps forward and discovered that it was a person. The lieutenant slowed her pace to observe who it was and if it was someone she knew. She almost collapsed as she stared into the bloody pale face of Edward Elric.

The Fullmetal Alchemist looked badly injured. His long golden hair was out of its braid and covered in blood. His classic red jacket and black pants had holes everywhere and they were spilling more blood onto the already crimson ground. Sparks were flying from his right arm and left leg through the holes in his clothes indicating something was wrong with his automail limbs. His breathing was heavy and he was whimpering seemingly unconsciously in pain. His golden eyes were tightly shut and the expression on his face showed nothing but agony.

"Oh my God..." Riza said "What happened to him?"

"I'll explain later! We have to help him now!" Winry screamed in fear

She went to a payphone outside the alley and called for an ambulance. She paused and started to make another phone call, one she knew would not be easy.

"Hello?" came the timid voice of Alphonse Elric from the other line.

"Alphonse, Hi. It's Riza. I need you to come to the alley off of Main Street."

"Okay. Is something wrong? Your voice seems a little shaky."

"Al….Edward was injured."

"What!? How? Is brother okay!?" Al's voice became shaky

"I'm not sure." Riza replied "I have already called an ambulance to try and help him. Can you come down here?"

"Yes! I'll be there right away!" Al must have hung up because all Riza could hear was the sound of a disconnection. She headed back into the alley to find Winry, crying her heart out and Ed eyes seemed to have relaxed slightly.

"Winry," Riza said "Ambulances are coming to help Ed. Al is coming as well."

"Okay" Winry said choking back her cries.

It wasn't even five minutes when a large suit of armour came dashing through the alley and stopped dead in his tracks when he saw his brother.

"No…How did this happen…Who did this to my brother...Lieutenant?" Al turned his head to Riza.

"I'm not sure Alphonse. Winry was with him when I found them. But while we wait for the ambulance to arrive," Riza took out a notebook and pen "Perhaps you could fill us in on what happened?"

Winry took a deep breath, still holding Ed "Where should I begin?"