Epic Disclaimer!

Let me start by saying that I own nothing but the shirt on my back, the sarcasm in my heart, and the child locked in my basement. This story will be post-brotherhood with a few changes I thought would add some pizzaz to the story. It will have themes from the boondock saints but it is not a cross-over fic.

Enjoy

Prologue

Two girls stood on the top of a building in the poorer part of Central city. They stood side by side, the blonde one seemed fixated on the newspaper article in front of her while her black haired sister watched the streets below.

"It would seem that we have made quite the headline, sis." The blonde haired girl said addressing the newspaper. The headline read, Are They our Saints or Sinners.

The one watching the street looked to her sister and smiled as she spoke "Yeah we made the front page and everything, that is a horrible picture of us though." She grimaced at the sketch in the newspaper of the two standing in long flowing white robes with crucifixes in their hands. The other one smirked and replied to her sister matter-of-factly.

"Well, it just goes to show the holy image we carry to those we save. It makes me wonder if we just decide to take out the bad guys in front of victims just for the publicity."

"Sonia, you're just now figuring that out." The other girl stated in a serious tone.

Sonia smirked and shrugged "What can I say Selene, I'm a little dense." she turned her head to the street and saw a woman carrying her baby, with a man dressed in black following the two with a sick look in his eye. "It would seem it's time to get to work."

Selene turned to look down at the street "It would seem so." They both dropped into the night below, each with vengeful hellfire's in their eyes.

The newspaper that Sonia had been reading dropped open to an article telling of a new serial killer. He is known as the nightcrawler, and his victims are always young mothers and their children.

What this Nightcrawler doesn't understand is that worms are always put on hooks.

What did you think? Please read and review, but no flames unless you are Roy Mustang. And I know for a fact none of you are so, MEH!