Chapter 2: The Secret Buried Within

"So, you'll take her to your teacher, see if she'll take care of her for the time being. Thanks, Fullmetal." Roy said.

"It's not a problem. Teacher has a bit of a soft spot for kids in need-I'm sure she can handle this little squirt!" Ed assured, nodding towards Sonata, who was cuddling with Black Hayate.

"We should get going-"

BANG! BANG!

Everyone tensed, turning and seeing that the windows to Central Headquarters were being shot out, and armed men were pouring in.

"Let's go!" Roy ordered. Everyone drew their weapons, while Roy slid on his gloves. Team Mustang charged forward, but Ed and Al hesitated.

"What about her-!"

BANG! BANG!

He had no time to contemplate, as bullet fire rained down on him as well, and he could see that Alphonse was being targeted. He clapped, and created a wall. Though he wanted to be concerned, he had no choice. He bit his lip.

If I can hurry and beat them back, it'll work out!

He clapped and transmuted a spear, charging forward, but soon was shot in the shoulder. He cried out, as did Alphonse. Roy cursed-there were too many of them, and not enough of his men-

BAM.

The fighting stopped at the sound of the noise. Everyone turned, to see that Sonata was now standing up, and had slammed the hawk plushie into the ground, creating a small pit around her. Black Hayate had clearly fled at some point.

"Why…"

She stomped once on the animal, releasing a shockwave.

"Would you…"

She stomped twice, releasing two shockwaves. Everyone was staring by now.

"Shoot at good people like Mister Mustang?"

When she looked up, her gaze looked much darker. The ringleader hissed.

"They're the military! They're our enemies! We'll do whatever we want to them!" She insisted.

"So that's how it's going to be, huh…"

Everyone looked at Sonata, confused. A devilish smirk crossed her face.

"In that case…"

"GAAH!"

In an instant, a blinding light filled the area, before fading.

"Maybe I should do whatever I want, too!"

Everyone looked up… only to be completely shocked and confused.

A good portion of the ceiling had been blown up, reduced to rubble. But that was not what shocked everyone.

A beautiful woman with long, bluish-purplish hair, loose bangs that draped down in her face a bit, and blood red eyes was standing there, a devilish smirk on her face. Long black sleeves with an extra bit going midway over the shoulder graced her arms with a small section fabric removed on the outer part, exposing the smooth, white skin underneath. A few small, neon pink sections were carefully laid in the sleeve. Black gloves with thin neon pink traces under the fingers covered her hands, with a neon pink circle on the backs that had two neon blue rectangles within, resting on the black within the pink. A saucer-shaped section wrapped around each wrist, the top part being black and the bottom being pink.

Around her neck was a black choker with a centerpiece in the front that had two neon pink sections on the bottom. The centerpiece was mostly black, with a thin neon pink circle, and two rectangles, the top one neon blue, while the bottom one was neon pink. Two thin black straps went down from the choker to a mostly-black bikini-like top that had a wide pink section wrapping around the lower part of her chest. Three grey buttons went down the middle, and it tapered into points that led into black straps, which led into a black bikini bottom. Two gray buttons were attached to either side of the area where the strap went into the bottom, and thick black sections led into long boots that had heels.

Her heeled boots covered most of her legs, only exposing parts of her thighs, and had a large neon pink section at the inner top part. A small neon pink rectangle rested above the knee, with a neon blue dot below it. On the front of the boot was a black diamond-like shape, resting underneath a black circle that had a raised plus-sign of the same color. A neon-pink curved section rested underneath the black circle. A set of black, butterfly-esque wings that had hollow spaces separating the outer sections and inner sections, with neon pink tips and sections inside graced her back. She finished her outfit with black, thin, circular earrings that had a neon pink rectangle inside of them. She was beautiful, and quite attractive, but something was off…

"Who the hell are you?!" The ringleader demanded.

"Me? My name is Crimson Heart." She replied confidently.

"But don't worry about memorizing it…" She continued, her expression becoming one of mocking empathy.

She clapped her hands together, and created a black metal whip that had linked, arrow-shaped sections that could interlock together to form a sword of sorts from the ruins of the ceiling. She knelt down for a moment.

"I'm going to carve it into your fucking soul!" She roared as she rocketed off towards the ringleader, her devilish smirk returning.

Everyone watched in horror as this new woman cracked her whip mercilessly, laughing manically as she made every single one of gunmen squirm, bleed, and cry out in agony. The ringleader looked up at her, horrified.

"W-What are you, a demon?!"

Crimson Heart laughed.

"A demon… I suppose some might call me that… Who knows? I'll contemplate it after I finish watching the life fade away from your body as my hands wrap around your throat, squeezing out every… last… drop!" She mocked, getting uncomfortably close. She kept her promise, crushing the ringleader's windpipe as slowly as she could, watching with sadistic glee as her unfortunate, hapless victim's life faded away slowly.

"What… is this? How could anyone be so cruel? She was actually enjoying watching them die! She enjoyed watching them suffer!" Alphonse wondered breathlessly. No one could answer, as there really was no rationalization-

"Oh, don't be so sad, dear little Alphonse… I was rewarding them!"

Alphonse was startled to suddenly see Crimson Heart so close to him, tilting his chin up to gaze into her crimson eyes.

"R-Rewarding them? F-For what?" He stuttered. She giggled.

"For letting me something so beautiful… That is, your pained expressions!" She replied, smirking. Alphonse shivered.

"W-What… Why…"

Crimson Heart continued her smirking for a while, before letting out an exasperated sigh.

"Well, I suppose that was enough fun for a while… Thanks for it, Alphonse." She said, standing back up. A blinding flash of light filled the area again, before...

Everyone blinked. They couldn't believe the figure that had appeared in place of Crimson Heart.

"Sonata...?" Alphonse wondered.