He pressed himself against the wall of a very large building. It was a beautiful sunset that could be seen almost everywhere in Xing. But Roy Mustang, now 13, wasn't here for the sunset, he was on a mission. It was getting very tedious now. Even so, he knew it was for his own good. To not get caught and to prepare him for his biggest mission of his life, the infiltrate the Amestrian army.

"Did they gather any evidence on the project?"

"No sir, they've tried almost everything they could, sir."

"2nd Lieutenant Wills?"

"Y-Yes sir?"

"Do you have a feeling someone's-"

A bead of sweat rolled down Roy's forehead. Had they spotted him? Did they know he was there? His heart thudded inside his chest and he wouldn't be surprised if the two military men heard it.

The blond man shook his head. "No, nevermind. I must be imagining things."

"Permission to speak freely, sir?" Wills asked in a salute.

"Permission granted lieutenant."

"Why have we been assigned to patrol around Xing, sir?"

Colonel Hakuro, the other soldier and Wills commanding officer, glanced around quickly to see if anyone was within ear shot. "Fuhrer Bradley didn't let on much, but he assumes that Xing may be plotting against us."

Wills jumped up in shock. "B-But aren't we in Xing right now?"

"Don't be dumb soldier! Of course we are! We're just here to patrol, like Bradley told us too. So get your act together and pretend nothing happened!" Hakuro snapped.

His subordinate snapped to an immediate salute. "Yessir!"

Roy pressed himself even closer to the wall he was leaning against as the two Amestrian soldiers walked by him. He sighed in relief once they were out of sight.

"Man, that was a close one!" he murmured to himself. "I better tell the [I]ladies[I] what they talked about..."

Stealth-like and sneaky, he crept back to the headquaters, stealing an apple on the way.

Roy knocked on the door in the alley while munching on the apple.

"Password?" the pair of eyes on the other end asked.

He rolled his eyes. With a mouth full, he replied, "Rigjt back atcha, chief." Well, at least he tried to say that.

The door opened to an annoyed looking person with a darth vader-like outfit. "You're supposed to say the stupid password, boy," Darth Vader hissed.

"Geez sorry, Vader! What? Did Luke Skywalker kill you already?" Roy rolled his eyes, walking away.

A hand was placed on his head forcing the boy to stop. The other hand attached to that body, removed the mask. "Look Roy, we can easily just drop you off on the streets and report your thievary to the king. I except more respect from you if you want to stay," Darth Vader threatened in a much higher voice.

Roy rolled his eyes once more. "Fine... chief."

Humor them flashed in the womans eyes. "Or... we can get Madame Christmas to join the party..." she grinned like a snake.

Gasping in shock and horror all together, Roy shrunk back in fear. "N-NO! I'M OK!"

"Good. Now that we understand each others terms, I want you to test out these communication chips. We're almost done with you here, boy. Be glad."

Roy tugged on his shirt collar. "Er... ok... so what do you want me to do?"

"Madame Christmas is giving you another lesson through-"

"Wait... I have a question... What the heck is your name?"

The lady face palmed. "For now, you can call me Leader."

"Er... right..." Roy sweatdropped.

"As I was saying," Leader continued. She pulled out a injection needle. "Inside this is a communication chip. When we inject this in your ear, we'll be able to communicate without being noticed."

"Uhm... ok... but can you please tell Madams to not scream at me..." Roy thought about their previous lessons.

Leader sighed. "Fine. Now let me inject this..."

Once Roy approved, Leader stabbed the needle painfully behind his ear, injected the fluid, and pulled it out in one swift movement.

"OUCH! HEY! THAT HURT A LOT! MY EARS THROBBING NOW!" Roy complained.

"Shut up!" The voice didn't belong to Leader's. Roy realized it with Madame Christmas'.

"S-Sorry!" Roy apologized.

"Ive hammered everything about Amestris into your head these last few months. Now I need to fix your personality! Did Darth Vader lecture you about respect yet?" Chris asked.

Roy snickered. "Hah. She called her Darth Vader."

"Well?" she asked.

"Uhm... y-ye," he replied.

"Good. Now go into the next room. I'm in there."

Roy walked to the next room and saw Madams Christmas there looking extremely ugly.

"Y-You look l-lovely today, Madame," Roy managed to compliment with a twitching brow. It was barely noticeable.

"Ok. Screw you. That was good. I think you're ready."

"May I please be excused?" Roy asked nervously. "I need to speak to Leader."

"Ugh sure. Fine." Chris waved him off.

Quickly, Roy went back to Leader.

"I forgot to tell you something," he said. "Before I got here, I heard these two Amestrian soldiers talking."

Leader raised a brow. "Oh?"

"Colonel Hakuro and Lieutenant Wills. They suspect Xing is plotting something against Amestris," Roy explained.

"OK. SPILL IT. WHO SPILLED THE BEANS?" Leader barked, glaring at the other agents.

Nervously, they all shook their heads.

"They also said something about Bradley. And how they were here to patrol around."

"Did they see you?"

Roy shook his head.

"Good boy. That's good. But I guess you'll have to stay here a bit longer for more training."

On the inside, Roy was complaining but strained himself to show no sign of it.

"HAH! Just kidding!" Leader patted his head. "You'll do good kid. Don't sweat it."

Roy sweatdropped anyways. Sometimes, he thought Darth Vader had some major mood swing problems.
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OwlCookies: im so sry for not updating anything :( but heres chapter 2!