Chapter 1- The Elric brothers
Melody walked around the train, looking for her escort, Roy Mustang. Damn, where could he have gone? It's not nice to leave a pretty girl on her own. In her head, Melody Aubretia started planning the different ways she would get back at the flame alchemist. A loud outburst caught her attention.
"WHO YOU CALLIN' A PIPSQUEAK!?" A blond haired kid was jumping up and down in annoyance, his red coat flapping as Roy Mustang smiled smugly. Quietly, Melody made her way towards the arguing people, while a guy wearing a suit of armor trying to restrain the short kid.
"Mustang." Melody said grimly. The flame alchemist turned, and his face somewhat paled at her evil purple aura.
"So. So. WHAT THE HELL WERE YOU THINKING, LEAVING ME BEHIND LIKE THAT!?" Mustang rolled his eyes.
"I was trying to find a seat!"
"I ALREADY FOUND ONE! BUT WHEN I TURNED AROUND, YOU WERE GONE! HOW ARE YOU SUPPOSED TO BE MY ESCORT IF YOU DITCH ME AT EVERY TURN!?"
Mustang sighed. "If your goal was to be mostly unknown to the military, you just failed." For a second, Melody wondered what he was talking about. Then she remembered.
"What, you're saying that the pipsqueak and armor dude are military personnel?" At that, the blond started getting annoyed again and his braided ponytail whipped around as he tried to escape the armor dude's grasp.
" I'M NOT THAT SHORT! SAY THAT TO MY FACE, DAMN YOU!" Obeying his demands, Melody dramatically leaned down so her face was level with the enraged boy's.
"You. Are. Freakishly. Short. Blond Guy."
"I HAVE A NAME! USE IT!"
"How am I supposed to know your name!?" Mustang decided to interfere at this point.
"Melody, meet the Fullmetal Alchemist, Edward Elric and his brother Alphonse." Melody narrowed her eyes.
"No way. Are you sure the guy wearing armor isn't Fullmetal?" Edward Elric ignored this, but his fury was still obvious in his twitching brow.
"And who is she?"
"Unfortunately for you, she is now the youngest State Alchemist. The manipulative 'Storm Alchemist', Melody Aubretia," Mustang huffed in annoyance.
"Nice to meet you, Melody," Al said, his voice echoing in his helmet. Melody suddenly smiled.
"You too, Alphonse! At least you have more manners than your brother."
"You can call me Al. My brother would like to be called Ed."
"Whoa, whoa, whoa. She is the youngest State Alchemist now!? Where did I go!?" Ed demanded.
"You're still here, but Melody is younger than you." Mustang answered. "At 15 years old, her birthday is 8 months later than yours." Ed huffed and turned to the window.
"Mustang?" Melody asked sweetly. Immediately, the flame alchemist knew something was up.
"Y-yes...?"
"Can you buy me something to eat at the snack cart? I'm hungry..."
"No." Shocked, Melody stared at him.
"Please please please please! Pweeease?" Her blue eyes widened innocently as Melody gazed up at the flame alchemist.
"...And I should because...?"
"Because I wasn't being as difficult as Eddie here." Ed's head snapped up, his braid jerking as he glared daggers at the Storm Alchemist. Mustang smirked.
"True. What do you want?"
"Something filling, but not too much." Grinning, Mustang started for the snack cart. Such a spoiled child, he thought.
"Yeah yeah yeah, just stay here, okay? I want to be able to find you when I get back. Don't get into trouble." Melody sat down next to Al.
"Hey, Melody, why does Mustang listen to you?" Ed asked curiously. Melody smirked.
"You clearly didn't listen to Roy's introduction of me. The manipulative Storm Alchemist. I can twist people around my little finger and he knows it."
"And, he said you want to keep your status a secret? Why?" Al asked. Melody put a finger to her chin.
"Hmm, I could tell you. But first answer my questions." Ed and Al waited.
"How did you, Ed, get a metal arm and leg? And Al, how is your suit of armor empty?"