Ok, so the last chapter was a bit melodramatic. Thats why this is under the catagory DRAMA. I am best in that department and just cant help but add the drama -le gasp-. anyway, hope u like this chapter. I guess i should mention my power. weeelll...I, like Wrath am able to use alchemy. The reason why...I am The Whisper Alchemist, therefore, in order for me to not have any use of alchemy to become a Homunculus, id have to lose my voice (cuz, whispering is talking and thats my specialty) so, i had to keep my voice and therefore I can use alchemy. The whispering enters the humans ears and travels to their mind, and can cause the mind to go mad or adjust their proper thinking and can control the victims body movments. Or, i can juts kill them by moving around the liquid conatining the brain, disrupting their delicate muscle and killing them. kinda lame, but its 11:39pm here. so..im not thinking straight( ever noticed all my stories are written at night?)

Also, even though i died, I made an excuse to the military and all that I had not died and had escaped the car accident. So, naturally, they believed me. So, technically, I am still a state alchemist. Enuff babbling, enjoy!

Voices in the leaves

Chapter 2: A new mission

Hasame was heading for her dorm at East Side Military hurriedly, because she was supposed to be in bed by now. Glancing at her silver watch, she winced at the time. Nearly midnight. It wasn't like she had a bedtime or something, but she wanted to keep her strict sleeping hours intact, and tried never to be late.

The red head had been looking for some clothes, even though she usually wore the uniform. Occasionally though, she enjoyed to mingle with the crowd and dress accordingly. Something always to hide her secret. Suddenly, a car swerved to the right and caused a panic amongst the people around her. It rammed right into a lamp post in front of Hasame. Remaining calm, she walked around the accident, while humans milled around the car and driver, who had been drinking too much. She stalked off, ignoring the growing crowd. People pushed her and bumped into her. Getting impatient, she murmered softly, her voice drifting among the humans. Her liquid voice filling their ears and they all moved around the girl, leaving her a clear passage to the empty streets before her. Walking quickly, she made sure she put some distance between herself and the crowd, then she fell silent. The humans regained their unorderly fashion. Sighing, Hasame trotted to East, and made her way past a dark park. She glanced over, just for a second. She saw a tree there suddenly fell over. She gasped and stared. A figure was bending over, panting. Then it fell to the ground. It stood up, and walked away, leaving behind the destroyed tree.

Hasame squinted, to see if she cold see the person who created the destruction of the tree. She couldn't see because there was no light in the park, but she noted it had long dreadlocks. Smiling grimly, she passed and made her way again to the mililtary base.

Unlocking her dorm door with a click, Hasame yawned hugely and plopped her bags on the floor. She kicked off her shoes and began unbuttoning her uniform top. She hated those shoes, much rather would go barefoot. But, the streets weren't clean and had multiple objects that could penetrate her feet. Slipping off the top, Hasame began to remove her pants and slipped into her t-shirt and shorts. Brushing her teeth and pulling her hair out of it's loose bun, she quickly combed it and hopped under the covers, clicking the lamp beside her bed off. Laying in the darkness, Hasame put her hands behind her head and stared at the ceiling. Night time was always a problem for her, and she never seemed to get to sleep untill hours later. Something reflected off the window, and the roof above her glowed green for a second, then died. Green. For a long time, that had been her favourite colour. Now, she detested it. Scowling, she flopped over on her side and clamped her eyes shut, willing herself to sleep. But, knowing it wouldn't come for a long time, she got up, and went to get a glass of water. Snatching the glass from the kitchen counter, she turned on the tap, cold watter gushing out and into the crystal clear glass.

When it finished, she shut off the water and sipped at her refreshing drink. She wandered over to the window and looked out on the town. One last store was turning off their lights, the light glowing behind dark green curtains.

'Damn...green again.' growled Hasame silently. She gulped down the rest of her water and nearly tossed the glass into the sink. She angrily threw off the sheets, climbed into bed and wrapped them around her body, remaining stiff. Slowly, however, she drifted off to sleep, with memories of once were her joyful times, remembering the one she used to love.

The next morning, after Hasame had gotten dressed and had just put on her boots, there was a knock at the door. Opening it, she saw it was Sergent Brosh, saluting. She saluted back.

"The Colonel wants you to report to his office." he delivered the message and stepped aside for her to exit her dorm. Nodding, the female walked pass, and headed towards the Flame Alchemist's office.

She rapped her knuckles on the solid oak door, a voice allowing her entry. Opening the door, she entered and bowed, looking up at the Colonel's black eyes. Her blue eyes traveled around the room and fell upon two other males in the room.

"Why, if it isn't the Fullmetal Alchemist and his brother." she said monotonly, nodding.

The blonde looked around at her, his lips tight. They were very friendly, but Hasame hadn't met them very much, only twice or so in the dining hall and sometimes in corridors.

"Sit down, Whisper." offerec Roy, pointing to a chair in front of his desk. Obliging, she crossed her legs and sat straight up, looking forward at Mustang's black eyes. Another thing she was glad of was that she could alter her eye colour from the violet colour, to her original ones. Sometimes though, she felt that people could see the purple behind her blue eyes.

"We have another mission for you, Fullmetal and you too Hasame." He said calmly, rummaging through his messy desk. Pulling out a sheet of paper, his black eyes scanned the writing on it.

"There seems to be some activity in a city a bit far from here, a small town called Transroot. Investigate it and see why."

"But, isn't there always activity in a city?" pointed out Edward, looking highly confused.

Looking over the top of the paper, Roy's eyes drilled into both theirs.

"Transroot has been a dead city for more than 20 years. There isn't supposed to be any living beings at all there." he explained. Hasame's hands tightend on her lap.

"I want to you to go there and figure out what's going on. Then report back in three days. Understand?" The Colonel raised his head at the three.

Hasame just nodded, while Edward replied,

"Of course we do! It's problably just some kids pulling pranks or something stupid."

Roy excused them from his office. Hasame walked straight on down the hall.

"Hey! Where are you going?" called out the armor, running a bit forward after Hasame. Glancing over her shoulder, she answered simply,

"I'm going to go have breakfast. Then we can go." she turned back hastily and marched on.