Scar squinted over the top of his sunglasses. From his vantage point on a fire escape, he could see the sinner, the abomination to God he was about to wipe off the face of this earth. The Ice-Wire Alchemist.
"God grant me strength." Scar prayed, bowing his head, before leaping noiselessly to the ground and squaring his shoulders.
The target was sitting at the edge of the chimera fountain in the square outside West Headquarters. Her nose was buried in what appeared to be a log book, while on her knee perched an open notebook, a pencil poised inches away. Every so often the pencil would strike down on the paper with lightening precision, leaving neat marks
"Major Stella Konai, The Ice-Wire Alchemist."
"Can I help you?" She answered in a bored monotone, her eyes never leaving her text. Her hand flicked out again and several more words were etched onto the page.
"You can pray for your sins."
She quirked an eyebrow, "Really." Finally, she looked up into the face her addresser and her eyes widened, "Leto preserve me." She said as Scar reached for her head. Her pencil hand struck down to her side, reaching for her firearm, she was fast, but he was expecting it. There was a flash of electric red and the gun shattered into shards of metal.
"Shit!" She cursed under her breath and leapt backwards into the fountain and onto the tail of the chimera. Scar climbed in after her.
"Ha!" She cried and plunged her hand into the stream of water issuing from the chimera's mouth. Scar's legs suddenly seemed frozen to the spot, locked in shooting pain that was searing up his legs and into his spine, and out both his arms and buzzed into his head. He couldn't breathe because his lungs had seized up. It wouldn't have mattered if he could anyway, he had fallen face forward into the fountain with the momentum of his initial movement and would have been inhaling water. He could taste blood and pain as his teeth ground down on his tongue. And his heart squeezed in irregular rhythm in his chest. He could feel his life leaving him.
"That's why the call me Ice-Wire." she spat at the lifeless form of Scar, stopping the transmutation and walking through the fountain to where her papers were strewn about.
The water glowed red momentarily, and suddenly, there was no water at all, only a breeze of hydrogen and oxygen. Suddenly, she was seized by her necklace, and another arm lifted her off her feet.
"You can't transmute without the circle on your necklace." Scar said as the necklace disintegrated in red energy.
"You should be dead. I put enough electricity through you to kill a baby elephant."
"I will be dead when God wills it." Scar put his tatooed arm around her head, palm pressed against her forehead, "I will give you time to pray."
"Leto!" She half sobbed, half growled in frustration. The reports she had read about the Alchemist Killer flashed through her mind. The gruesome pictures with their exploded brains became crystal clear, only now she could almost read the reports and see the pictures associated with her murder. Her brain exploded all over the street. She couldn't breathe, breath came in ragged, desperate gasps, "Lord Leto!" She cried again, and tried to turn her head towards the blood red sun that was sinking in the western sky. Praying seemed to be her only option. Scar allowed her that much movement.
"Go to Hell, filthy Ishbalan"
"I will pray for your soul, Alchemist."