Holy crap two updates in one week!? Don't get used to it though lol.
Anyway I had time because I'm sick and had nothing else to do. I don't really like this chapter just because I wrote it while super dizzy. Last night even thinking about good ideas made them bad. I can't even get my words right, so I'm just gonna shut up.
Please if you find any typos in this chapter tell me. Again, typed this while really dizzy and confused.
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Chapter 2- Discover
Eastern command was even more dreary and boring in the horrible weather. Rain was now steadily coming down from the clouds while the lightning and thunder on the horizon were closer.
A man with jet black hair and eyes the same color as the storm clouds was looking outside of the big window that towered over his desk. He wore the deep blue uniform of the military, three stars of gold glittering on both shoulders.
Behind him worked four men and one woman dressed in the same attire, different amounts of stars on their shoulders. Two of the men, one with cropped ginger hair and the other with ragged gray hair, were playing chess on a desk laden with papers. Another man with spiked black hair and glasses was watching them while the fourth man, a man with blond hair, relaxed with a cigarette hanging from his mouth. The only woman in the room was focusing on some papers, running her hand through her gold hair as she read.
Normally the command post was busy with various issues, anything from a murder to sightings of strange people around the city. Today it seemed as though the rain was washing all the city's problems away.
The ringing of a phone on the desk in front of the window made everyone look up. The man behind the desk sighed and turned around to pick up the phone.
"Hello, Colonel Roy Mustang of Eastern command here." He said in a bored yet professional voice, leaning on the desk with his crew looking up at him.
"Colonel, it is Alphonse." The voice on the other end said in a quiet, echoing voice.
"Hello Alphonse, what do you need?" Mustang's crew relaxed when they heard that it wasn't another call from Central command or another ridiculous sighting.
"It's, well Ed is…oh you wouldn't believe me even if I told you!" Al's voice rose with each word, full of fear and despair.
"Alphonse, tell me what's wrong." The colonel sat up straight, the tone of the voice on the other end worrying him. Al was never like this unless something bad had happened.
"I can't tell you over the phone." His voice was nothing but a whisper, "All I can tell you is that Tucker did something horrible to Ed."
"Where is Tucker?" Mustang's blood had turned to ice and his crew could see how worried he was.
"I knocked him out after I found Ed." Al's voice was an angry whisper that made Mustang fear the worst. He stood up, holding the phone in a death grip.
"Lock him up somewhere; we'll be over in a minute." The colonel was about to hang up when he heard Al speak.
"Colonel, don't bring anyone other than your crew." Alphonse whispered before the line went dead. Mustang set the phone down and looked at the people gathered before him with a grim gaze.
"Something real bad has happened to Edward at the Tucker estate. Alphonse didn't tell me what but from his tone it was clear that this isn't a joke." His crew looked at him in silence, dread and curiosity in their eyes. Without another word Mustang walked from behind his desk, walking quickly to the door with his men close behind.
"We don't want any unwanted attention, so act calm. When we get outside we'll split up and head to the estate. Hawkeye and Havoc will come with me." The woman and the blond man with the cigarette nodded, going to stand closer to the colonel. The rest of the group nodded as Mustang pushed open the office door.
The group walked quietly down the hall, moving as quickly as possible without drawing attention. People looked at them but didn't say anything as they left the building and out into the pouring rain. With a nod from Mustang the group split, each one quickly walking down the long flight of concrete stairs to the parked military cars out in front of the sidewalk.
"Sir, I'll drive." The blond woman, Hawkeye, said as they reached the deserted sidewalk. She dug in her uniform pockets and produced a key as Mustang and Havoc followed. Every car looked alike and how Hawkeye knew which one was hers was a mystery, but the two men didn't car or dwell on it. The three climbed in, Hawkeye and Mustang up front with Havoc in the back.
The car started with a roar that boomed over the rain pounding against metal and glass. The colonel looked outside the passenger window to see the three other men trying a key in a nearby car, only to find that it wasn't belonging to either of them. Then the scene was gone as the car pulled away and sped along the city streets.
Rain flew past the windows, splattering against the windshield only to be swept away by the wipers. The city buildings were a blur as they drove down one way streets and back roads in order to avoid red lights and the typical storm traffic.
By the time the three reached the estate the rain hadn't slowed and as they got out of the car lightning flashed overhead. Mustang was the first to the large iron gate, looking over it to notice it was unlocked. Opening it with a loud screech and ignoring the convenience he walked through, hearing Hawkeye and Havoc following close behind.
It was the same with the main door, the hug slab of mahogany opening with a gentle nudge. Light flooded the group as Mustang took the first hesitant step into the house.
The main foyer was occupied by one other person, a little girl around the age of five sitting on the stairs. When they walked in she looked up, her blue eyes wide and bloodshot, and ran towards them.
"Al said you'd come, please help Ed! They're in daddy's study upstairs." She stopped a foot or two from Mustang, sobbing into her hands as she finished talking.
"Havoc, you stay here with Tucker's daughter." He was about to say more but was interrupted by the remainder of his crew bursting through the door, soaking wet. "Falman you stay here too." The white haired man nodded and stood back as the remaining four ran up the stairs.
As the group reached the second floor they heard pounding from a closed door down the hall. The voice was muffled and Mustang didn't know what it was saying, but he knew that the voice belonged to Tucker.
He didn't slow down until he reached an open door, barely casting light into the dim hallway. The colonel heard a low whine from the room and walked in, standing in the doorway.
In the dim light he could see Al's armor standing over a strange creature. The creature was a dog, with a long golden main and tail, hunched over and coughing up blood. Al looked up and the sorrow in his glowing eyes said it all.
"No, this can't be." Mustang walked into the room only to lean against the wall behind him, shock making him feel weak. Gasps sounded behind him and there was a loud thud as someone fell to their knees.
There was no denying it, the way Al stood over the bleeding chimera, how fearful he had been on the phone and why he wanted no one in the military to find out.
The creature before them was Edward.