EMILY P.O.V

Hey Anna," I looked to my younger sister questioningly. "What're we gonna do? Colonel Mustang wants the report from Liore and I don't have enough time to write it up, not to mention lack of writing materials."

The train ride to Central is only so long… I think as I curl my long brown hair around my fingers.

"Well you don't think of asking around do you? Jeez, I can't imagine becoming a State Alchemist only to hand in reports on every little thing you do. Lucky me! I'll be right back" Anna replied. She then stood up and walked over to various people on the train asking for a pen and paper, and came back with a pen and about 12 sheets of paper.

"Remind me to stay away from you State Alchemists! You get too much paperwork!" Anna laughed. I scowled and got to work.

State Alchemists are referred to as "Dogs of the Military" obediently carrying out orders from the upper chain of command, even going so far as to kill if ordered to without hesitation. State Alchemists (S.A s for short) were called in at the end of the Ishvalan war over in Ishval, which was sparked due to a military officer accidently shooting and killing an Ishvalan child. When the S.A s were called in they were given each an area of Ishval to reduce to nothing but crumbled buildings and people to ash.

I became an S.A at the age of fourteen, under advisement from Fürher King Bradley, after hearing about my assistance in catching a criminal wanted by the state, who was a very powerful Alchemist, but I only kicked his ass because he hurt Anna. Nonetheless they took me in for exams, and I am now the second-youngest person to have passed the S.A Examinations. Ever. The youngest is Edward Elric, The Fullmetal Alchemist, who achieved S.A status at age 12.

Just recently I've been filled in on the truth, and I mean all of it. The Homunculi are a group of Perfect Beings, who are powered by a Philosopher's Stone. Not only that, King Bradley himself is a Homunculus, as well as his son, Selim. The Homunculi have turned the entire nation into a transmutation circle to create the ultimate Philosopher's Stone.

A Philosophers Stone is a pure substance that increases alchemical abilities while ignoring the law of Equivalent Exchange, which means in order to gain something; something of equal value must be given. Or lost, depends on how you view it. Another side note, the main ingredient for a Philosophers Stone is a human sacrifice. Well, I should say a couple hundred human sacrifices.

"Central is the next stop! Please grab your luggage from the Luggage car, and don't leave anything behind!" A voice over the roaring of the train cried out.

"Ah, crap! I didn't finish it! The Colonel's going to have my head for sure! But Ed's supposed to be there, and apparently we are all going on a mission up North." I say as I pack up everything. I look up once I'm done and see Anna staring at me with green eyes peeking through brown hair.

"North? North? What the hell is there to do up there it's absolutely freezing! What about frostbite!?"

"Well I'll get more information once we get there, won't I? There is a small café about a block away from HQ. Let me finish my report there and you can grab a coffee while you wait."

"Whatever you say, Emily, I just won't be in the room when the Colonel hears your late, and held up this mission you're supposed to go on up North…"

Sigh. "Point, I guess I'd rather not hand in a report than to hold up some important mission to the North, where it snows all year round. The trains' stopped now, let's go." And so we hopped off the train and grabbed a taxi to Central HQ.

The ride remained quiet and I fiddled with my S.A pocket watch that all S.A s are given when they pass. The watches serve as proof of our position and allow us access to otherwise restricted research materials, and also increases the alchemical ability of the wearer.

"Thank-you, sir. Have a nice day!" Anna called as we left the taxi. I picked up my suitcase and headed to the main entrance to HQ. When I arrived at the guards, I fished for my pocket watch.

"Emily Kane, Sapphire Alchemist, here to report to Colonel Mustang." I said as I held up my watch for proof of rank. The guards stepped aside and saluted me as we walked into the building.

"Well this is creepy, why do they salute you? Did they always do this?" Anna whispered in my ear.

"This is the first time you've been with me when I arrived at the main gate. Normally I arrive first then I send a message saying to let you in. My rank is equivalent to that of a Major, so I guess it's only natural, right?"

"Oh, okay. Cool, I guess."

Not enough time passes before I'm at Mustang's office. I knock then enter. I walk in and Ed and his brother, Al (short for Alphonse) are sitting on the couches.

"Sorry for holding everyone up! Train was late, and it was hard to get on in time, I almost missed it! What's up, Pipsqueak?" I direct the last question at Edward. As per usual, it inflames him.

"PIPSQUEAK? WHO'RE YOU CALLIN A PIPSQUEAK WHO ISN'T VISIBLE EVEN UNDER A MICROSCOPE? SPEAK FOR YOURSELF, SUB-ATOMIC BUG!" I'm pretty much used to the size jokes, but this is basically a challenge.

"Who are you calling a Sub-Atomic Bug, Flea?" I calmly reply.

"Enough! Time is of the essence! I want all of you on the next train to North City!" Mustang's voice rang throughout the office. We quieted down and took our respective seats on the couches.

"Listen up! We can't let anything happen at Briggs!

The homunculi plan on carving a 'Bloody Crest' into the Wall of Briggs. If that happens, the blood for the transmutation circle will be complete. I need both of you or all four of you to head up there and make sure that doesn't happen, although," he paused. His next words were almost whispered. "I'd rather you not go, but, we have no other choice. Everyone else is busy."

"What do you mean by that Colonel?" Al asked.

"I mean the Northern Wall of Briggs. She doesn't take kindly to strangers. I'll get Armstrong to help us out." Mustang was pacing in front of his desk, where a large stack of paperwork stood about a foot and a half high. I snickered. Thankfully it went unnoticed as Mustang turned back to us.

"I want you all to go down to the uniform Seamstress and tell her what you'll need. I'd advise you be quick about getting there, to the wall, I mean," Mustang pointed at Edward, Anna then to me. "Your Automail will be the cause of frost bite where it attaches to your skin. I'm pretty sure you don't want that to happen, yes?"

"Yes, sir." Anna said. We were almost out the door when it suddenly started rumbling.

"Wh-what is that?" Ed yelled over the sound of the building seeming to collapse. A bright light flashed and we were all thrown for a ride as our worlds turned black.

A.N:: Hey guys. I know I suck ass at writing but do leave reviews and stuff, i want to know what you think. i promise a few updates because i've got already 8867 words to it and counting. If i've got any info wrong please let me know and if you wanna send hate I'm fine with that because I know i'll get it sooner or later and frankly, dear, I don't give a damn.