"You two leveled a whole city block!" yelled an angry black-haired Lieutenant Colonel behind his oak desk that was now over flowing with important documents and other assorted papers. He stared at the two boys that were in is office.

The blonde haired boy on the other side of the desk raised his hand in an innocent almost comical way. "It was for a good cause." He replied.

"I don't want to hear it FullMetal. You turned the town bank into rubble!" He was obviously mad about this. He started rubbing his fingers together as an eavesdropper approached quietly at his office door.

"Now Lt. Col., we wouldn't want any fires to be started inside the building would we?" the blonde haired second lieutenant said acting motherly and while organizing the large office.

"Stay out of this Lt. Hawkeye." He turned his attention to the two boys in front of him as the blond one again tried to speak. "Save it Edward." He commanded "Now Alphonse what do you have to say about you and your brother's actions?" He waited for the suit of armor's reply.

"Well the bank was scamming the whole town we had to stop them. I mean brother might have taken it too far but now everything can go back to normal."

"If you knew about this then why didn't you contact the military?" He questioned further while rubbing his temples with one hand.

"Because, by the time military would have stepped in half the city would have been bankrupt." The older blond brother Edward answered. "Lt. Col. Mustang, you know that just as well as I do. First they would need a reconnaissance mission, then a stake out, and then we would have to gather evidence." Ed pointed out. "My way was just faster" he said with a grin.
"And cost us thousands if not millions in damages." Mustang added with a sigh. "I'm sick of you going off and then bringing back damage reports while I sit here in Central hearing rumors of tyrants dethroned and buildings destroyed, I've decided to send you somewhere far far away. This is an order so if you do not accept I'll have to expel you from the military." The older brother had an annoyed look on his face while the younger brother couldn't even change his distant expression. "Every six months a caravan crosses the Veeshan desert in the southwest. They are merchants that go trade their goods and come back with antiquities and trinkets from the lands across the Veeshan. After the desert it's almost all ocean so you might have to watch out for pirates and such. Nothing you can't handle, right Fullmetal" Roy Mustang said with a smug look on his face. "Now I'm sending you as bodyguards to the caravan and to oversee an ambassador of sorts. We are sending him to hopefully increase trade. His name is Trent Becker so make sure nothing happens to him." Roy instructed.

"The southwest!" Ed screamed. "They practically live in the stone age! From what I heard they don't even have alchemy."

"No they don't, but they may have something your interested in. There's a rumor about a special crew of pirates down there that have been alive for years, unable to die." Mustang saw the look on Ed's face change from annoyed to intrigued. "Do you have any questions? You need to pack for when you leave central in two days."

"Hold on where do we start? I need some sort of lead." Edward pleaded with the Lt. Col. He needed all the information he could obtain if he was going to chase down these pirates.

"They tend to restock at the same harbor most of the time, and by restock I mean pillage and steal. They don't do it often, but the people of that town are the most familiar with them." The eavesdropper at the door knocked, Mustang motioned for Hawkeye to open the door where there stood the Fuhrer's secretary, Juliet Douglas.

"I'm sorry for the inconvenience Lt. Col. But I need that paperwork right away" She walked up to Mustang's desk and gave the two boys a smile. For some reason they didn't return the favor.

She began to walk out when Ed questioned. "So what's the name of the town?" Juliet paused at the door.

"It's called Port Royal." Mustang answered.

Juliet Douglas sat at her small secretary desk only a few feet from the president's main office. This was where she usually could be found even on late nights like this one.

The deep red carpet beneath her feet was very soft and comfortable unlike the cramped desk she was placed at. One would expect that the president's secretary would at least have a spacious desk but she did not; she did however have a nice chair, plenty of paperwork, and a phone which she was using at the moment.

"The caravan leaves in three days." She said. " Yes you can send Wrath while you take the others with you. I'll watch over him here with Pride." She replied and hung up the phone. "So Dante is finally going out and getting some fresh air? Now that Greed's out of the way she can put that new body to good use." Sloth thought. "And finally turn us human". She clicked the light off and left, after all homunculi need their sleep too.