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Prologue: The Aerugan Weapon
Alone, in a white, dull, empty room. Glass doors. Nothing. The nothingness doesn't bother the girl. Nothing does. She sits down at the moment, cross legged with her eyes closed. Her face is stoic and unmoving, as if she is asleep. Alas, she is not asleep. She is wide awake, thinking nothing but one thing: Follow orders.
That is her purpose. Her life.
Long, perfect streaks of brown hair. A perfectly shaped face. Everything is perfect. There is nothing about her that could be pointed to, or stared at, or anything.
"Reyn."
The girl opens her eyes to reveal the clearest blue pools of colour, and stands slowly, but surely. She walks to the end of the room and opens the door, her eyes searching for the body that matched that voice. And she did find, in fact, that head of jet black hair and the sparkling white coat, and the pair of eyes hiding behind rectangular glasses. The features that could only belong to the one and only Artemis.
"Master Artemis?" Reyn spoke quietly, striding up to the man in a flawless manner. "You called?" She continued, her voice as cool as the metal end of a knife left out for a night. Artemis nodded stiffly, a pencil wedged between his ear like a child. Normally, this would have bothered just about anyone else in the laboratory, because it violated the formal and proper dress etiquette. But Reyn wasn't bothered. Reyn did not feel anything towards this man's dressing. She could care less. Nonetheless, Artemis started to walk, motioning for Reyn to follow. She did, of course.
He led her to a different room, still white and dull and empty, save for a large capsule like container that stretched ceiling high in the middle of it.
"Reyn, please sit down," Artemis said, gesturing to a small table with three chairs. The brown haired one sat down, her face unchanging, and Artemis sat down next to her. He stared at her for a moment, his face twisted in an unreadable expression. "You know of the southern border wars with Amestris, correct?" He asked. Reyn nodded nonchalantly. "Yes sir." She deadpanned.
"You know of your purpose?"
"To eliminate Amestris' defenses and gain land for the Aerugan people."
Artemis nodded. "Yes." He sighed. "Reyn, you're going to be enlisted to the military."
Reyn nodded. "I predicted so, sir."
"You know of Amestris' alchemy?" Artemis looked at the girl with a questioning glance, knowing that even though Aerugo took a wide turn from Amestris when it came to technology - moving from alchemy to chemistry. Most Aerugan citizens didn't even realize alchemy existed.
"I understand little about how alchemy works." Reyn monotoned, "But I will acquire knowledge about the subject and terminate all my weaknesses to it as I encounter it."
The black haired one nodded again and looked away. "It is time to wage war, Reyn."
"Yes, Master, it is time to wage war."