DA! DA-DA-DA-DAAAAA! Here is the Prequel to "Angel, The Homunculous"! I had gotten pm's from people who read AtH and wanted to see Ed and Andi's relationship before everything happened. So here it is! Enjoy the prologue!

Songs: "Could Be An Angel" by Vic Mignogna.
"Far Away" by Nickelback
"Can't Forget You" by My Darkest Days
"Come Undone" by My Darkest Days
"Temporary Home" by Carrie Underwood
"BUtterfly Kisses" by Bob Carlisle (Because it's a father-daughter song)
"My Little Girl" by Tim McGraw
"This Means War" by Nickelback
"Burn It To The Ground" by Nickelback (Flame Alchemist would love this one!)
"Already There" by Lonestar

"But, Daddy, I don't want you to go," the little girl whined as she hugged her father tighter.

"I know, sweetheart, and I'm sorry I have to go. It's work. Remember, I am a State Alchemist?"

The little girl nodded, her bright, blue-green eyes shining up at him and her long, golden hair cascading down her back. "Yes, Daddy. You're the Binding Alchemist!"

He smiled, nodding. "That's right."

He crouched to the ground to be eye-to-eye to her. She had the eyes of him and the hair of her mother, who was a descendant of Xerxes. But she was all her. Determined as hell, a true fighter, and a little beauty like her mother.

"I'll be alright, honey. You stay my good little girl. My little angel."

The little girl shook her head. "But I'm not an angel, daddy."

He chuckled. "My little hellion."

The girl smirked, hugging her father once again. "I love you, Daddy."

The man hugged the last living relative had. They were all each other had for each other. Now, it was the state that was tearing them apart. Bradley wasn't hearing of it when he heard that Binding's daughter was the last relative that he had and vice versa. The military needed all State Alchemists.

That was the last time she saw her father alive.

"Mustang! You got orders!" a superior officer called as he handed the white envelope to the young major.

Roy saluted the officer and took the envelope, reading the written orders he'd received, uncaring of how filthy he was because of the deserts of Ishval. Maes peered over to the letter, which caused Roy to turn from him with a look.

"Do you mind?"

"Nope."

"I do," Roy said evenly. "At least let me read my orders before you pry into them."

"Fine, fine," Maes said as he waved his hands in the air to say he was innocent.

Roy read the orders, having heard of Binding's death just before he boarded the train to head back to Central City. Binding had become a good friend of his, watching his back whenever they were in the battlefield. Roy widened his eyes when he reread the orders for the fifth time. So someone around him and Binding had heard Binding's wishes when they were having a conversation. He loved his daughter, and now his daughter was alone.

"I want you to take care of my little girl if something happens to me, Roy. I trust you, and I know I can trust you with her life."

Roy sighed, closing his eyes more a moment to let the words sink in. He was going to be taking care of a young, seven year old girl from now on.

"What's the orders?"

"I'm being ordered back to Central City."

"Why?" Maes took a bite of his questionable lunch.

"Binding's daughter's there."

"His daughter? I didn't know he had one."

"He does. Wife died soon after their daughter was born." Roy remembered hearing that part from him, wondering how Binding was able to move on from that. "I guess someone overheard Binding and I talking because I've been given orders to care for her as per Binding's wishes."

"Some orders. You're going to be raising a little girl. It's not going to be easy."

Roy shrugged. "I'll have to live with it. Binding trusts me with his daughter. His pride and joy."

"Maybe you'll get lucky and she'll be a snap to raise."

"Or maybe my luck won't be on my side, and I'll get an arrogant, cocky, little brat who doesn't listen to orders at all."

Maes chuckled. "That's a possibility too."

Roy sighed. "I'll find out tomorrow when I leave."

"At least you're getting out of here."

"Hughes! Mail!"

"From Gracia?" Roy asked when Maes received his letters.

"Three of them," he sang, going into his own happy place that included him and Gracia. Roy had a feeling they'd be married soon after he got back home to Central.

"What's the last one?"

"Orders from the top." Maes opened it, skimming it enough to get the important information. "Looks like I am leaving with you. I leave tomorrow on a train to Central City."

"Well, hot damn, Maes."

Roy looked at the little girl who stared at him with bright, saddened blue-green eyes. Her hair seemed a little darker than in the pictures Binding Alchemist showed him when they were on the front lines. Yeah, she'd just gotten the news of his death like Roy had. Poor little girl.
As the kids played around in the background, behind this little girl whose life was just ripped apart, Roy kneeled to her. He gave her a sympathetic smile, hoping it would lighten her mood a little.

"My name is Roy Mustang. I'm a State Alchemist like your father," Roy said carefully, cautious not to mention her father's name in a past tense. He held up his glittering, silver pocket watch to show her, prove to her that he wasn't lying.

The little girl nodded wordlessly. "Daddy wrote about you. Said you were a flaming one."

Roy chuckled, hardly considering himself flaming in the street terms. He loved his women too much for that. "Yeah, I am a flame alchemist. See?" Roy held out his gloves, showing this little girl, who was fascinated with alchemy.

The little girl nodded.

"You're going to come with me, okay?" he said.

The little girl nodded, looking back to the rest of the orphanage. No...group home as the state called the place where orphaned and children whose parents went to be in the campaign went while they were away. Her eyes were dark, clearly telling Roy she hated it there.

No matter how hard it will be raising her, he promised himself, I will NOT take her back here. I will raise her like Binding wanted me too.

"I'll become a horse too?"

Mustang. Horse. He chuckled at the connection. "Yeah, you can become a Mustang if you want."

The little girl twitched a little. "M-Maybe."

Mustang nodded. "Come on, let me take you to your new home. You'll get your own room."

The little girl swayed away from him a little.

Roy knew the reason why. "Don't worry. I'll be there, and I won't leave you."

The little girl nodded and took Roy's extended hand as he stood. She walked out with him after he nodded to the home-keeper, saying he was taking her. The woman who ran the place already had complaints of her fighting and everything else she was looked happy the little girl was leaving.

"What do I call you?" the little girl asked.

"Anything you want." Roy had a feeling she wouldn't be calling him "dad" for a while.

"How 'bout Roy?"

Roy looked down to her with a smile, easing the little girl's nerves more. "I can handle that." He looked to her, seeing a glimpse of what Binding was talking about when he'd talk about her charm. "What is your name?"

"Andi."