A/N: Special thanks go to my friend Lucia for helping me type out parts two and three after school. Enjoy the chapters!

Disclaimer: After this chapter, I'm putting no more disclaimers in because it's obvious I don't own FMA.

"Hey, Colonel, over here!" Havoc stood near the men wielding horses, waving at Roy. "They're having some trouble getting the fire down." As Roy approached with Riza at his side, Havoc smirked slightly. "It'll be slow work." Roy gave his 2nd Lieutenant a cold glare, and the smirk faded rapidly.

"What appears to be so funny?"

The fact that you and Lieutenant Hawkeye look like you'd make a great couple.

"Nothing, sir."

"Good answer," Roy snarled. "Hawkeye, you're scouting the nearest places behind the hotel. I'm doing the roofs, got it?" Riza gave a sharp nod. She daren't argue with him. Despite being one of the few people of a lower rank than Roy who could point a gun at his head and not lose their job, Riza never pushed the limits (thought people often thought the limits were pushed as soon as she got out her gun). "Havoc, have you got a gun?"

"You're going with Hawkeye then. Now get moving! I want to see the bastards who did this behind bars before this night's over, you hear?" He didn't give them time to reply. He was already inside the nearest building, ready to take the harrowing climb upwards. It was lucky for him that all the blocks were literally side by side, with the exception of some alleyways.

Havoc followed Riza as she crept along the wall, her gun carefully held in her delicate grasp. He watched her rigid movements, frowning. Usually she was elegant to the point of looking like a dancer, but something about her tonight seemed a little bit off. Havoc couldn't quite put his finger on the cause of her apparent stringency, but he knew it was there; he could feel it too, lurking at the back of his mind.

"Lieutenant Hawkeye, is something bothering you?" He asked quietly, not expecting to get an answer straight away, if not at all. He thought Riza would reply but she stopped, raising her head to signal silence. Havoc could hear it too now. It was the sound of pleased giggles and giddy voices. Riza took three steps forward, while Havoc took only two. She strained her ears, trying to pick out the words that were being spoken.

"I can't believe we pulled it off!" The voice was like a distant whisper to Riza, but she could definitely hear it. "I almost thought we'd be caught…it's such an exhilarating feeling, ruining things. I love those flames so much…"

"Shush." A feverish titter followed. "Ah, I can't help it! Ooh, we blew up a building!" There was a delighted squeal. "I just hope Jared and Benny get back with no problems." Riza had heard enough. She'd identified the two voices as being male, and the words were enough evidence.

"Go around the other side of this building," She mouthed to Havoc. "It might not be a dead end down there." Havoc obliged, and Riza waited patiently, giving him the time to jog around before she stepped forward, gun aimed around the corner. "Surrender peacefully and no one gets hurt," She stated, loud and clear, her voice echoing slightly, bouncing from wall to wall.

The boys in the alley were young. Riza suspected they were around the Full Metal Alchemist's age. She was pleased to see that they alley did indeed have a dead end. However, the presence of her gun seemed to do nothing. Instead, the boys continued to giggle girlishly, as if they were drunk of hysterical.

"Look at that, Paulie! Miss Military here thinks a gun's gonna scare us!" The cry came from the smaller of the two, the first one who spoke. "That's hilarious!" Riza cocked her gun, pursing her lips together at the insolence of the boy. She repeated what she had said, but that only made them laugh harder. She was getting irritated now, but she remained calm. There was no point in getting angry. She'd already said that to Roy this evening.

The taller boy, Paulie, held up a match. "See this?" He asked insolently, his eyes meeting Riza's. "This is my ticket out of here." As if by alchemy, the match was lit. Riza had little time for her sharp reflexes to kick in, but it still wasn't enough. A burst of fire was rocketing towards her, and she had to shoot.

The pain of having the gun fall from her was a strange feeling to Riza. She yelped as the bullet from above knocked her gun away, her finger never even stroked the trigger. She had no choice but to leap away a from the entrance of the alley as the fire shot out. Above her, she heard frenzied cheers, but over that noise, she also heard a biting shout.

"Bad move, boys."