I've actually got most of this written before I posted this here. C: This is a FMA fan-fic which focuses around the viewpoint of Kimblee's fifth chimera, a young chimera fox girl named Sairti. Her story will be told later on. ;D
All characters [ except Sairti, obviously ] belong to Arakawa
Sairti is mine.
Enjoy, and please R&R!
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CHAPTER ONE:
It was a scary feeling to walk into a mostly empty warehouse-looking room like that. The lights were terribly garish, the sound of our boots on the floor was harsh, and the wary gazes we were receiving from the fort personnel were concerning to say the least. It was bad enough that I was forced to work for that creep, Kimblee, but to have to feel the distrust in the air around us was nearly too much. Speak of the devil and he shall appear. Kimblee met us soon after arrival and directed us as to where to go. He sent Zampano, Gerso, and I down to the cell, while he called Heinkel and Darius to follow him. I couldn't help but feel a little jealous. I needed to know what he was up to, and the longer I stayed away from him, the longer I had to wait to find out.
We had been standing around for a while when the guy in the suit of armor started to speak. I couldn't help but wonder if he happened to be the 'Fullmetal Alchemist' kid I kept hearing about. If that was the case, then it was clear that his name was fitting. "Um…why haven't you let me out?" He asked unsurely. I had had my back to the bars, but as soon as I heard his voice, I turned. He didn't sound much older than I was, but I was much shorter than the suit that he wore. How exactly did he manage to wear that thing? Zampano was the first to respond.
"Mr. Kimblee's orders." Suddenly I felt as if I would be having quite a hard time trying to escape from Kimblee. Surely my colleagues were able to see past his false charm- if you could even call it that. Was I really the only one?
"We were told to only let the Fullmetal Alchemist out for now." Gerso countered shortly after. That definitely answered my question. Apparently I didn't listen very well. "You just stay here and behave yourself. It's not like we're going to eat you, or anything. That puny alchemist will be back before long." As soon as Jerso finished speaking, the armor kid turned to go. He caught my eye only for a second, but in that single moment, it felt as if time itself had stopped. I stared, mesmerized back into his own eyes until he turned his back to me and went to the bed, sitting on the edge. He gave a backward glance back to us- keeping eye contact with me for not really even a full second- before glancing down at his binds. I felt a pang of sympathy for him before casting my own gaze downward. What I life I led.
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More excitement is to come in Chapter Two! :D