Tsume-n-carnet: Here's a random idea... it's 2:00 in the morning... I thought I'd post it just for the hell of it. I may continue it... but that depends on if I get any reviews! La la la... sorry, here!
Disclaimer: did I spell that right? sorry, really early! kk, well I don't own Full Metal Alchemist or any of the characters... but can Roy stay in my closet? (What am I talking about? He doesn't have a choice MUAHAHAHAHAHAHA! wow, I need sleep!)
The One He Can't Lose
Colonel Roy Mustang could hear the alarms sounding everywhere. The loud buzzing sounds were blarring in his ears as he shoved his way through the mass of panicking personel. Central headquaters was under attack, and he had to get outside to fight. His first lieutenant, Riza Hawkeye, stayed right behind them as they fought their way to the main doors of the complex. The only sounds louder than the alarm system, were the shouts and gunfire coming from outside.
Roy burst through the doors, immediately being forced to take cover in order to escape the rain of bullets. Riza had her pistol loaded and ready as he held up his gloved hand. Roy shouted orders for everyone to get down and waited for them to be obeyed before he turned a corner and started snapping his fingers.
The radical group that had formed to try and overthrow the military started dissapating in flames. But they had a few suprise attacks of their own. Riza spotted the sniper a split second before she heard a distinct gunshot. Leaving herself no time to think, Riza slammed herself into Roy, moving his head just out of the path of the bullet. Unfortunately, the action moved hers into its path instead. Someone managed to take out the sniper as the radicals retreated.
Roy turned around, and froze. He felt like his entire bodyhad beenripped apart from the inside out. For there, lying in a pool of her own blood, was Riza Hawkeye... with a bullet wound in her head.
Tsume-n-carnet: I'm evil, I know! but you can still save her! all you have to do is review! you don't like Riza... review anyway! tell me... death, or life... and can go either way! kk, later.
p.s. I know this is short and it sucks, but it's 3:23 in the morning. Give me a break T.T! bye y'all!