Murderess
(Prologue)
She sat in her dressing room. Looking in to to the looking - glass applying her lipstick. It was Friday, she preformed every Friday. it was the main reason that The Moonlight Cafe had becomed so popular.
"You're on in ten miss. Arakawa!" one of the stage hands called from outside the room
She smiled to herself. "Thanks Vern." she called back. No one was aloud in her room, she made sure of that. But she always had to smile or show a tiny bit of humor when anyone called her Miss. Arakawa or Hiromu. Of coarse it wasn't her true name, no one knew her true name. As far as anyone was concrened her real self had been dead for ten years. And thats exactley how it was going to stay.
She checked herself out in the mirror. She looked gorgeouse, as always. After so many operations it was hard to beieve that she could remember what she originally looked liked. But she did. She looked very close to her what her true face had looked like, but not close that anyone could recognize her. she didn't wear any coloured contacts for this disguise, her hair was cut shorter and was paler than her real blonde hair. she had dirty blonde streaks running down her short blonde waterfall.
"You're on babe!" called the manager.
"Sure Silv!" she replyed back.
With a quick glance before leaving she skimmed over the news clips and articles she had sved over the years. One of the resonses why no one was allowed in her room. She laughed to her self again and turned to leave.
"On with the show, again." said Hiromu Arakawa, also known as Winry Rockbell, night club dancer/ singer, thought to be deceased, mass murderess.
Okay, here is the prolouge. i know you guys have wanted me to upload this, but i just figured out how, thanks to the aid of eye of destruction (dude, you rock! I owe you!) Let me know what you think. Peace!