Okay, time for some intro…

For about a year, my sister and I have been sending making this story. It started off as some random e-mails to each other, and it eventually got a plot and became an exciting story of randomness and it has a bit of everything ever in our lives. It has some Mushishi, Bleach, Fullmetal Alchemist, Gankutsuou, Witch Hunter Robin, Death Note, South Park, Star Trek, all Miyazaki films, Invader Zim, Destruction Via the Mirror image, Trouble at Jamestown, Samurai Champloo, Monster, World of Goo, Fate, Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy, Noein, and assorted random references. How should we remember anymore? Never heard of any of these? You can read it anyway!

This will be updated about once a week. There should be two or three new segments by then. If you like Prepare, please rate and comment! It's great to know that people are reading our work! Feel free to critique as well. Constructive criticism is always welcome.

Note: This is the unedited version of our story. This is mainly because we haven't the time right now to sit and read through all of it. Edits and new chapters coming soon!

Note – 2: We apologize for any unaccredited sources, misspelled names/places, and characters acting… Well… Out of character. But that's the whole point. So sit back, relax, and enjoy.

And now......

PREPARE!

Hughes sat down. Now that Roy was away, he could do whatever he wanted. And he had something special in mind.

He idly picked his nose for a few minutes then finally realized he couldn't wait any longer. He slowly pulled his gun out of its holster and crept to the door.

At that moment, Hawkeye walked out of the door. "Did you set it?" Hughes whispered. Hawkeye merely nodded.

Hughes then started uncontrollably laughing and soon was rolling around the floor hysterically. Hawkeye grunted with disgust but was used to it by now.

Fuery walked in. Hughes was lost in his own little world by then. Hawkeye felt annoyed.

"Did you perform your orders, Fuery?" she asked.

"Yes, sir, but are you sure this is okay...?"

Hughes suddenly shot up and stared at Fuery with bulging blood-shot eyes.

"DOOM DOOM DOOM DOOM DOOM" he sang.

Fuery gulped, sweating nervously.

Hawkeye kicked Hughes, and he collapsed back onto the ground.

Fuery gulped. I hate it when he gets like that....

Suddenly Fuery felt a something jab at his back.

"I'm sorry Kain, but you're not going to be any more use to us." He heard Hawkeye murmur. But before he could do anything BANG, and Fuery (in slow motion) fell to the floor and soon a pool of blood formed beneath his corpse.

Hughes immediately adopts a serious expression. "Good work. Now to deal with the others."

"I can take care of the other two; we have to keep Heymans alive though. He is needed for the final stages of our plan..." Hawkeye said putting her gun back into its holster. "And I'll take care of the Major....." Hughes sighed. "I just don't see why all of this killing is needed....." Hawkeye glared at him. "It is either this, or you don't help us, and you know what will happen if you do that......" "NO! PLEASE LEAVE ELISIA AND GRACIA OUT OF THIS! I BEG YOU, DON'T HARM THEM!!" Hughes pleaded. "That all depends on you Hughes; it all depends on you....."

Hughes let out a small whimper, and then grinned. "Well, it seems I have no choice in the matter, so...." He quickly pulls out a knife and throws it at Hawkeye. She is taken by surprise, the blade lodging into her leg. She growls, and aims her gun straight at Hughes, firing.

BOOM!

The bullet lodges right into Hughes heart and he falls down dead. Just jokin'. Hughes expertly dodges the bullet though it still manages to scrape the top of his right hand. Hughes winced in pain and dropped the knife he was carrying. Realizing he had been disarmed he quickly jumped behind a nearby table.

"Hughes, you're getting sloppy. Maybe I should kill you right now just to put you out of you misery."

I can't die here, not yet! But pain clouded his thoughts. He saw the edges of his vision began to blur. He feebly tried to reach back to grab a knife but he couldn't will his hand to move. I am going to die here. He thought. I am going to die in this wretched place just because my hand got a little scraped..... I wonder what Roy would say? And at that, he blacked out.

A few hours later........

Hughes awoke from the loud sound of beeping and voices. Where am I? He thought as his vision began to clear. Light was everywhere around him and he could hear quite a lot of movement. Hughes began to sit up when suddenly the pain and throbbing of his hand came back.

"Ugggggg" he groaned more loudly then he had meant to. He suddenly heard footsteps coming toward him.

"Oh, your awake, that's good. Sir, come over here." Suddenly a man Hughes had never seen before was leaning over him.

"Hello Mr. Hughes, I am Captain Mustang. Welcome to the Enterprise.