My cell door opened.
"You have a visitor." a guard walked in.
"I don't get visitors." I didn't even look up at him.
He grabbed my arm, "Get up!"
"The Colonel said to be careful with her." another guard said.
The guard pushed me down into a chair, and left.
Across from me at the table was a tall man. He had black hair and dark onyx eyes. This man looked muscular and his shoulders were broad.
"You must be Miyoko Moon Montecillo. It's nice to meet you." he said.
"It's just Moon." I said, roughly.
"I'm Colonel Roy Mustang." he held his hand out.
I turned my head away, "So what is you want exactly, Colonel? It must have been difficult to schedule this meeting with me."
"I'd like you to come work for me."
"No thanks." I said.
"You don't even know what you'd be doing." Roy said.
"I don't care." I crossed my arms.
"Listen kid, this is your only chance out of here! You've been locked away in here for how long? And all because you're cursed? Wouldn't you like to get out of here?"
"I'm not a kid! I'm eighteen!" I snapped.
"no matter how old you are, this is your only opportunity to get out of this hell hole."
"And why would I wan to do that?"
He lifted my arm, "Well, I can assume these bruises are from the guards?"
I didn't say anything.
Roy stood up, "Suit yourself. Waste your life in this hell then." and headed for the door.
"Wait!" I got up.
He chuckled, "I knew you were a smart girl."
"Sir, you're letting her go?" a guard asked as we walked out of the small room.
"I am. Now if you'd be so kind as to remove her handcuffs?"
"But Colonel..."
"That was an order."
the guard hustled over to me and unlocked the handcuffs.
I rubbed my cut up wrists, "Hate those things. Make my wrists bleed."
"Let's go." Roy lead me out of the prison and into a car/
"So...exactly what is my new job?"
"You're going to be a State Alchemist."
"You want my cursed Alchemy for the Military? I highly doubt that."
"It may be a curse, but you're the only person in the world that has Shadow Alchemy."
"Oh...so there's actually a name for what that demon did to me?"
"I'd treat it as a gift, if I were you."
"...A gift? I really don't think so. As if the daily reminder of my sins wasn't enough, I have to have these damn tattoos all over my body as a reminder and the fucking blotches in my eyes. To top it all off. My brother and sister are dead. I'm the only one that survived. Then you Military freaks go and lock me up. And for what? Trying to bring my sister back form the dead? It is NOT a gift!"
Before he could say anything, the car stopped.
"Colonel Mustang, you're back." a brown eyes woman with blond hair walked over to greet us.
"Lieutenant Riza Hawkeye, this Miyoko Moon Montecillo." Roy introduced me.
"It's nice to meet you, Miyoko." Riza held out her hand.
"It's just Moon." I growled and glared at Roy.
He chuckled.
"So...it there like...paperwork or something that I need to fill out?" I sat down in a chair in front of the desk.
"Yes, somewhere here." Roy shuffled through papers on his desk.
"Can I get a cigarette somewhere around here?"
"Those things will kill you."
I shrugged.
Once I finished the paperwork, Roy led me outside.
"What're we doing out here?" I looked around.
He smirked, "Before I can pledge you as a State Alchemist, I have to observe your abilities."
"Can I at least have a cigarette first?"
"Let's make a deal. If you're still alive afterward, I'll get you some."
I got into a fighting stance, "Looking forward to it." I smirked.