Name: Kira Mustang

Age: 17 (Edward Elric is 18, Alphonse is about 17 and a half)

Hair: Black, waist-length, tied in a ponytail or braided usually

Eyes: Black with a golden tinge to them

Family: Roy Mustang is your brother. After your parents died, he watched over you

Military status: The Shadow Alchemist

Alchemic powers: You can manipulate shadows into anything you want and can move quickly using the shadows. You can also transmute without a circle because of a human transmutation you did when you were 13

Auto-mail: Left arm and right leg

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What the hell, this is a fanfic site.

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"Kira," Roy Mustang said, as he shook me awake. "Come on, wake up." I turned over in my sleep and slapped him by accident.

"Oops," I muttered. "Sorry brother. What do you need?"

"Nothing…now," Roy replied, standing up. "I'm leaving for Central Command and I need you to be there in an hour."

"Why?" I asked, sitting up in my bed.

"I'll tell you when you get there," Roy answered, smiling. "See you there."

As he left, I got up and headed over to my closet, watching Roy leave. I rubbed the sleep from my eyes while I grabbed my usual outfit. I pulled on my black tank top, leaving my auto-mail left arm bare to move freely. While I headed towards the bathroom, I quickly pulled on my favorite black jeans with the right knee ripped out. I brushed my long black hair and braided it. As I ran out the door, I grabbed my black jacket and black boots.

When I got to Central Command, one flash of my silver pocket watch gained me access to see my brother. I opened the door, expecting to find Roy, but instead, I found a small boy with golden hair and a taller boy with light brown hair, both dressed in black.

"Who are you?" the small boy asked.

"I'm Roy's sister," I replied, smugly. "But you can call me Kira or the Shadow Alchemist. Who are you?"

"I'm Edward Elric," he said. "I'm the Fullmetal Alchemist. And this is my younger brother, Alphonse. What are you doing here?"

"Roy told me to meet him here." Suddenly, Roy came in and saw the three of us together.

"So I take it that you two have met Kira already?" Roy assumed, walking over to his desk.

"Why is she here?" Edward asked, looking at Roy.

"She is going to be joining you on your search for the Philosopher's Stone," Roy replied, pulling out three files and spreading them out on his desk. "Here's her file. Kira, here are Alphonse and Edward's files."

"You have a file on me?" Alphonse asked. "I'm not even a state alchemist."

"But you're the brother of one of our youngest state alchemists," Roy explained, "so we have a file on you."

"One of your youngest state alchemists?" Edward asked. "I thought I was the youngest state alchemist you had."

"Actually," Roy corrected, "Kira became a state alchemist a year before you did."

I turned to Edward and smirked at him. He glared at me, but turned back to Roy.

"I want you three to study each other's files," Roy said, giving Edward and Alphonse my file and me their files.

"Why?" Edward asked, taking my file.

"Well, since she's going to be joining you, you should know her history," Roy explained, folding his hands.

"What? Why?" Alphonse asked, looking at me. "Why does she need the stone?" I looked at Roy and nodded. I rolled up my right pant leg and took off my jacket.

"What you boys have right there is Kira's real file," Roy said. "I must ask you two to never reveal it to anyone." Edward just stared at me, his eyes stuck on my auto-mail limbs.

"Brother…" Alphonse whispered, nudging him.

"Um…yes, sir," Edward finally said, turning back to Roy. We saluted, then left Roy's office. "So you're really Roy's sister?" Edward asked.

"Yeah," I replied. "What's wrong with that?"

"Nothing," Edward said, grinning. "I just never thought that he would have a sister."

I smirked, then looked at the time. "Damn, I gotta go," I said, running towards the door that led outside.

"Where are you going?" Alphonse called after me.

"I have a sparring match set up against Major Armstrong outside," I replied. "You guys can watch if you want."

Edward shrugged and ran after me. "Brother," Alphonse started as they began to run, "you like her, don't you?"

"What are you talking about, Al?" Edward asked. "Of course not." But as Alphonse looked at him, he could see that Edward was blushing slightly.

As soon as I ran outside, I saw about 20 military officers surrounding a pre-made arena. I looked around and saw Major Armstrong flexing his muscles for the officers around him. "Are you just gonna stand there all day?" I called to him as I entered the arena, my arms crossed.

"Miss Mustang, I've been waiting for you," Armstrong said as he turned to me. "Are you ready?"

"You better believe it," I smirked, taking off my jacket. "Hey, Edward!" I exclaimed, throwing him my jacket. "Hold this for me!"

Edward looked at me as I tossed him my jacket, but didn't pay attention to a thing I said. He jumped slightly as my jacket landed on his head, but he kept staring at me. "Good luck!" he called, smiling slightly.

"Don't need it!" I replied, grinning. I turned back to Armstrong and put my hand in my pocket. "You ready?" I asked.

"You will not win," Armstrong warned, putting up his hands.

"I'll believe it when I see it," I smirked, running towards him. Armstrong quickly rammed his fist into the ground, sending spikes out of the ground heading towards me. "Is that all you got?!" I exclaimed, disappearing.

"Where'd she go?" Alphonse asked as everyone looked around for me.

Suddenly, I appeared in front of Armstrong, my left arm alchemified into a sword. I clapped and used the shadows around me to force Armstrong to the ground. "Game over," I said as I pointed my arm at him.

"You fight well, Kira," Armstrong complimented, getting up from the ground.

"You too," I replied, using alchemy to return my arm to normal. I walked back towards Edward and Alphonse after me and Armstrong shook hands, but they were just staring at me.

"How did you do that?" Edward asked in disbelief. "I've never beaten the major, even after I became a state alchemist."

"Having the Flame Alchemist as your brother helps," I said smugly, grabbing my jacket from him.

"You've beaten the Colonel, too?" Alphonse asked as I tied my jacket around my waist.

"At least 5 other times," I answered. "I pretty much enforce the fact that girls are better at most things, like alchemy and fighting, than most boys."

"Yeah, right," Edward retorted. "You couldn't beat me."

"Get real, Edward!" I yelled at him. "Girls can be better fighters and alchemists than you!"

"Prove it!" Edward dared, getting ready to fight.

"You're gonna regret it, shortie!" I exclaimed, running towards him. My left arm swung around and impacted with his right arm.

"Is that all you got?" Edward asked, smugly.

"Not even close," I smirked, and then I disappeared.

"Al!" Edward called, spinning around. "Do you see her?"

"Ed, look out!" Alphonse cried as I appeared behind him. I quickly clapped, and trapped Edward using the shadows around me.

"I win," I smirked.

"Cheap shot!" Edward argued, fighting to get out of the shadows I trapped him in.

"Face it, Edward," I said. "You just got beat by a girl."