Hi-ya, name's Doibznic, or Doibz, (don't ask where the name come from, I have no clue) and yeah, this is actually my first fanfic that I've written... Ever. And I'm still learning the ropes.

So, like my story description, this is a story about my OC, Raelisa Sparrow, told mainly in her P.O.V., but there will be some from other characters (just not in this one, sorry).

And just a point, my OC character(s) speaks different languages from time to time and I kinda jump from one to the other every now and then. Some of you who speak them might recognize them, I don't, he he. I use Google Translate on my ipod to cheat a little... which now I think about it, a lot of the sentences and phrases are probably incorrect...

ANYWAY... This is my first chapter for my story, and I hope you enjoy!

~Doibz

I made my way into the women's change room without being seen by any of the military personnel of the Command Center. Surprisingly enough, the entire room was empty, much to my favor. I stepped inside one of the stalls and closed the curtain behind me. After placing the box on the small bench and finally opened it up, I pulled out my new uniform.

I held up my jacket in front of me. It was completely black and gray with long sleeves and a small opening with a zipper was on the front of the chest. On the left shoulder showed the Amestrian crest etched in dark blue, nearly camouflaging in the black fabric. In my opinion, it really looked more like a hoodie than it did an assassin uniform really. All it really needed was pockets in the front and some draw strings for the hood.

I hung the jacket carefully on one of the hooks in the change stall and turned back to the box before me, pulling out a pair of black spandex leggings, big combat boots and a small pair of fingerless gloves. After pulling all of the box's contents out before me, I removed my blue military uniform and placed it inside the empty box before changing into my new uniform.

After changing, I took the parcel and fled out of the women's change room via the open window at the end of the room and climbed up to the rooftop of the Command Center. With my head held high, I turned towards the sight before me to see Central City before me stretching out as far as I could see. With a smirk on my face, I turned away and started to head towards the Assassin Headquarter room, which was ironically just a short ways away from the Fuhrer's office window.

The moment I climbed through the window into the room, I noticed four other people in a similar uniform that I wore spun around and arm themselves against me. I held up my hand up defensively and sighed inwardly. "Ah, great. Not even five seconds and I'm on the bad list already." I commented aloud as I fully entered the room with the cloaked men and woman.

The one man was a shorter brunette with bright blue eyes dressed in what seemed to look like to be a vest styled assassin uniform that had both a collar and a hood. Underneath it he wore a black long sleeved sweater with elbow pads and knuckle guards on his short fingerless gloves. He also wore baggy black slacks with black ankle-high boots and knee pads.

The woman beside him was just a tad taller than him thanks to her bright blonde hair that seemed to curl up at her sides. She was similarly dressed the same as the brunette man, but she wore only a high collar and a sleeveless black shirt under her jacket. Her arms were bare other than the long gloves that came up to her elbows. She wore tight black spandex, like I did, but her boots came up past her knees unlike mine which stopped just under my knees.

The other two, which I assumed were twins since they looked exactly alike, were both tall blonde haired men that dressed nearly the same as the other. They both wore dark goggles on their foreheads, the one was tinted red while the other was tinted yellow. Their hair was much lighter than the woman's but not as dark as the shorter man's and was much spikier than mine when I held it up into a ponytail.

"So, you must be the new recruit." The brunette man asked, I nodded.

"Who are you, red?" One blonde man asked me as I saw him looking up to my bright red hair, causing me to snort.

"Red, apparently…" I said rolling my eyes, snorting inwardly at the name I must use. "The Fuhrer's got some strange sense of humor…"

The woman in the group of men snorted at this. "Yeah, he does." She expressed rather snooty to me.

"Shut up and be nice for a change." A shorter brunette man snarled at her, causing the woman to pout and cross her arms over her chest. He then smirked and turned back to me with a hand extended out to me. "Nice to meetcha, Red. I'm Février, and she's Mars."

It took me a moment to register their names. Once I did, I snorted aloud and grasped his hand. "February and March in Cretan?"

"Yeah, apparently the Fuhrer's not great with coming up with codenames…"

"Okay…" I began before turning towards the pair of twins nearby. "And you are…?"

The one man was about to speak up until the other one interrupted him. "He's Birdy. I'm Leo." He said, earning himself a glare from the other twin.

"It's Oiseau…"

I furrowed my eyebrows inwardly at this. Why is he named 'bird' in Cretan for some reason? I tossed the question out of my mind before I nodded towards them, acknowledging their presence. "Okay, nice to meet your acquaintances…"

After one more turned back to each of their faces, it came to my attention that they were already paired up with their partners. Février noticed this and snorted. "So, I guess you've noticed your partner's not here. That's likely of him. He's not very… sociable, at the moment…"

"Or polite." Mars added rather harshly as she spun her head away from us. "Good luck getting along with him, nobody does. He called me a skank, that prick…" All the men in the room snorted at this, making the blonde haired woman turn her head back and give them all a deathly glare. "You're all assholes." She hissed at them, making me smirk.

I heard a sigh come from behind me from the window. "All right, all right, I know, I'm late. Sorry." An accented voice called out, which I assumed was to be Aerugoan.

I spun my head around and saw as a tall man with black hair covering his right dark eyes came in through the window with a frown on his face. He was dressed in his black assassin uniform that had long loose sleeves and a high collar, higher than Mars', but it opened up in the front by a short zipper that hid behind a bullet-proof vest he wore over his jacket. He wore a pair of dark jeans that had his tool belt strapped around his waist and thighs tightly. In his right gloved hand, he was carrying a large heavy black case over his shoulder. In my opinion looked as if it he just came back from a mission.

"Hey, glad you could make it back in one piece. Any problems along the way?" Février asked with a smile on his face, making the new coming man sigh again.

"Lots, but dealt with it anyways…" He said before he turned his head over towards me, probably caught his eye on my bright red hair. He turned over to me and stopped in his tracks. "Oh hey, are you my new partner?" He asks.

Before I could answer him, Février spoke up. "Yeah, her name's-"

"I was asking her." The man gave a cold glance of annoyance over towards him before turning back to me with a warm smile on his face. "What's your name, young lady?"

When he asked me that, I had to force myself from blushing and I silently thanked my mother for the lessons at this moment. I turned my eyes over to the other people in the room before taking notice of them looking to the man with wide eyes, I raised an eyebrow at this before turning back to him.

"I'm Red."

"Red? Huh, well that's the Fuhrer alright." He said as he held out a hand to me in a friendly manner. "Ramon. It's a pleasure… partner."

I let out a deep sigh as I plopped my sweat slick head on my hand. This is a perfect example of the phrase 'work fucking sucks'. Here I am, sitting atop of a building in a place called Reole, a small town in the Eastern Area. It's kinda a lame place coming from somebody with an alchemist's point of view.

I've been in almost every town this country has, but this place was the first I've been to where the townspeople are sooo followers of a religion that I've never even heard of. The head of this town, I suppose you can call that, is somebody by the name of Father Cornello, is reading passages from some stupid bible or whatever he has aloud over a speaker that connects throughout the whole town and their radios. It's strange really, as soon as the clock strikes, everybody in the whole town goes silent and turns on their radios or listen to the speakers nearby to hear him say his lines…

I had to force myself from nodding off into slumber under the hot sun above us while listening to the boring recite, and I thought how stupid it was to wear black directly in the sun's rays, talk about lack of common sense in Bradley's department. Sure, he has different uniforms for all of us for each region, like a winter uniform and all, but he forgot to include one for hotter climates. And it's even worse on my part. With pale skin like mine, my forehead burn sooo much faster and easier than others. It's not even funny…

"Stupid Bradley… El sentido común dice que no se visten de negro directamente los rayos del sol… (Common sense says don't wear black directly in sun's rays…)" I cursed in Aerugoian as I'm practically baking myself on the rooftop. I pulled off my glove and looked at my hand, seeing a perfect tan-turning-burnt mark where my fingers were cut off by the gloves. I dropped my head backwards. "Faaack…"

Of course there's a reason why I'm here in this parched desert anyways, but let me tell you how it even started up to this point…

It started on in the middle of the day as myself and Mars decided to lie on top of the Central Command Center's rooftop looking up towards the sky, watching the clouds slowly roll on by as we ate our lunch. For the first time since being in the S.A.F.A. Force, it seems the two of us were finally alone with each other allowing us to finally have a reasonable conversation and we bonded with each other. The two of us, along with Leo, were the only ones that were not on any current missions for S.A.F.A.. The rest of them were out doing personal assignments by order of the Fuhrer.

So the two of us decided to go out in our regular military clothing and use our true identities instead of our codenames, which was nice for a change.

After a while of silence, I spoke up. "Where's February at?" I finally asked out.

"He's out on a reconnaissance mission at the Southern Border getting Intel for Bradley. He should be back by the end of the week… What about the prick?"

I let out a snort to her nickname for him. Throughout the time I've been in the group, I've come to learn that Mars reaaally doesn't like Ramon for some reason, though I wasn't told exactly why yet. It's quite humorous to see the two of them sat down at a table together. They either sit there in complete silence or they start bickering at each other until Ramon wins the 'annoying contest' causing Mars to storm out of the room. I really should ask him someday to why he does that.

"I heard Ramon's in Aerugo with Birdy looking for some big-shot weapon smugglers to take out. Not sure how long they'll be…"

"Hm… Hope it's not too serious…" She began. "Mind you I don't give a shit about the prick, but Birdy's not that bad of a guy once you get to know him."

"Do you really have a problem with Ramon?"

"Of course I do! He's the biggest asshole I've ever met!" She began turning her head over to me with a 'you-can't-be-serious-how-can-you-not-see-that' look plastered on her face. "Seriously, when he joined S.A.F.A. four years ago, he was a complete selfish, arrogant, little pretty-boy bastard that seriously needed a punch in the face back into reality. Not even a week went by and he already picked out rude nicknames for all of us!"

My eyebrow rose up as Mars continued. "Yeah. He was that bad. He's still like that! The only reason the other guys get along with him is because of his sarcasm."

"…Are you sure you're still talking about this Ramon?" I questioned.

"What do you mean?"

"Well the way you're describing him is nearly the exact opposite from how I know him as."

It was true. Throughout the time I've been partners with Ramon, he never once done any of the things Mars just described him to me. In fact he's really kind, considerate, and protective of me, and well, including the small points of teasing here and there. Other than that, Ramon's been pretty much… a gentleman, really.

"Well you haven't worked with the guy long enough to know it. The reason he's 'acting' the way you think he is 'cause he's got some kind of thing for you." She began before holding up a hand out to me. "Listen to me, I don't like that guy – not just because of his pissy attitude that you don't seem to take notice. If I were you, I'd keep an eye on him just in case."

I let out a humorous snort of doubt. "Yeah. Sure. Will do."

"Hey!" A voice called out, causing the two of us to sit up and turn our heads over to see Leo poking his head from over the edge of the rooftop. "Bradley wants to see Red in his office for an assignment, like now."

"'Kay!" I called out, dismissing the man to retreat from our sights. I let out a sigh of wonder. "I hope it's nothing too boring…"

"Pfft! I'd take it no questions asked if it'll keep me from staying on the sidelines." Mars snorted as she watched me stand up and brushed off the crumbs of my lunch from my chest.

"You'd take it without finding out what it is first?" I questioned curiously as I started to head out. "What would happen if Bradley ordered you to baby-sit a little obnoxious brat for the next three months? Or clean the latrines in the west end for a week?"

"I'd take my chances… And I highly doubt Bradley would order that for any of us See ya."

I waived her off as I leapt off the edge of the rooftop into the Assassin room. I turned to my locker and grabbed my assassin uniform before I quickly went into the change room. After spending a few minutes getting into my uniform, I stepped out, taking my long violet hair out of my high spiky ponytail. I tossed her blue military uniform into my locker as I reached out for my red hair dye and quickly used alchemy to change my violet locks into my signature deep red hair style. Once I finished adjusting my hair, I closed up my locker and headed back towards the window of the large secret room.

Before long, I climbed into the Fuhrer's office, noticing the Fuhrer seated in his chair behind his desk and another military soldier with the rank of Colonel opposite to Bradley. The surprised man stood there with wide eyes showing his dark eyes through his jet black hair, his hand was reaching out towards his pocket.

Bradley let out a chuckle to the Colonel's actions as he held up a hand to him. "At ease, Mustang. She's one of us I assure you." He said making the man named Mustang lower his guard. Bradley then turned his head over to me with a smile on his face. "That was rather quick timing. Impressive."

"Now, Colonel Mustang, meet Red, my youngest and talented member in the S.A.F.A. Force. Red, Colonel Roy Mustang." Bradley introduced the two of us, urging me to acknowledge the Colonel with a simple nod of my head.

Mustang blinked twice at me before he turned back to Bradley. "S.A.F.A.? What's that?" He questioned.

"It's the Secret Amestrian Forces of Assassins, a group of top Amestrian soldiers developed by the military since nearly two hundred years who works directly under the Fuhrer." Bradley began. "These men and women who partake in this title carries out the impossible – secretively and quickly as possible. Red here is one of such."

I let out a small smile while Bradley continued. "Now," He paused as he turned back to me. "Red, you'll be working under Colonel Mustang in a top secret inspecting assignment."

"An inspecting assignment, sir?" I questioned as I stood up straight.

"Yes. Tell me… Have you heard of a young man by the name of… Edward Elric?"

I have indeed heard of Edward Elric, it's really hard not to especially when you're in S.A.F.A.. The news behind this was that this kid's a eleven or twelve year old kid who's surprisingly talented in alchemy, rumor even has it that the kid can perform alchemy without a circle, and even more surprisingly, Bradley's accepted him in taking the State Alchemist Exam not too long ago. Myself and the other Assassins questioned Bradley's decision about this since we felt that we should provide a background check on this kid, but since then we've dared not to confront him about it.

"Isn't that the kid who took the State Alchemy exam just a few days ago?"I paused and thought for a moment before my face paled inwardly. Wait don't tell me that this kid…

"That's right. He has been chosen as the country's youngest State Alchemist. Which brings me to why you are here." Bradley said turning towards Mustang. "Colonel Mustang here will be commanding him in the East. He has an consideration that Edward Elric, accompanied by his younger brother Alphonse Elric, would be spending the majority of their time traveling around to further on in their research while performing their duties for the military. I figured since you are skilled in tracking and whatnot, you'd perform his Secret Alchemist Inspection for the next few months… and maybe keep an eye out for them – keep them out of trouble- without being spotted by the pair, of course."

I smirked dumbly inwardly as I thought back to the conversation I had back with Mars. No fucking way… I'm baby-sitting a brat for a couple months… What are the odds…?

I wonder if that'll mean Mars ends up cleaning toilets for a week?

"Ce sont en effet les chances… (What are the odds indeed…)"

"What was that?"

"Oh, it's nothing, Colonel."

A day after the meeting with the Fuhrer and Colonel Mustang, I said my goodbyes to the remaining members of S.A.F.A. in the private office, and I mentioned to Mars that I'm going to be 'baby-sitting a brat for a couple of months', which both to let out a bellow of laughter to the irony, before I accompanied Mustang back to East City's Command Center along with his First Lieutenant who goes by the name Riza Hawkeye.

On my way there, I thought about Ramon and wondered what he's doing. I snorted at this. Also after spending some time with him on and off missions, I've learnt that he has this huge craving for powdered donuts, just an all-out craving. Chances are, he's probably sitting down eating a donut in one hand while shooting a gun in the other. I laughed inwardly at this thought. Guess I won't be seeing Ramon for a little while longer…

After the long train ride into East City, I've finally stepped into the Colonel's private office. It was a simple office, I took note. A plain desk towards the windows, a coffee table in the middle of the room with two couches surrounding it. I took my dark hood off of my head as Mustang took a seat behind his desk. "A plain office for a plain soldier?"

"If you want to say it that way, sure." Mustang replied with a smirk on his face.

I turned my head over to the Colonel. "So… What can you tell me about this Edward Elric kid? I mean, I am going to be watching him for the next how-long." I paused. "What makes him so… special?"

Mustang's smirk went down as he inspected me for a moment. "Before I answer that… What's this Secret Alchemist Inspection the Fuhrer was talking about earlier?"

I smirked at this as I sat down on one of the arms of the couches. "It's a program that the Fuhrer made to inspect the newly selected alchemists that joined the military, a precautionary measure, if you so will call it. One of us of S.A.F.A. examines the State Alchemist for a certain length of time, stick their noses in their research, keep an eye on where they're going, and all that – secretively, of course." I've began before I remembered a file that Mars had of his name back in Central. "You've been through one too, Colonel."

"I have?"

I nodded my head. "Our findings are up to us to wither or not to report it in to the Fuhrer. Just between you and me, some of us in S.A.F.A. don't really like the Fuhrer…" I turned my head back to Mustang. "So far you're still in the clear."

Mustang shrugged in his seat. "Well then… I suppose you want to know about Elric, huh?"

"Please."

"Edward is from a tiny town called Resembool here in the east. He and his younger brother, Alphonse has been studying alchemy since they were younger…" He began, stopping unsure wither or not to continue. I started to question this behavior.

"Go on…" I urged.

"At the time, the Ishvalan war ended and many State Alchemists resigned their titles, which led me to lead on to recruit more alchemists into the military. I was still a Lieutenant Colonel at the time when I was informed that a talented alchemist lived in Resembool by the name of 'Edward Elric', and I thought about recruiting him in the military. Little did I know that it was just a young boy just eleven years old." He paused as his eyes narrowed. "When I arrived at his address, my Lieutenant and I found a bloody mess on the floor from…"

As he trailed off, I waited a few moments before speaking up. "What was this 'bloody mess'?"

"…Human Transmutation."

My eyes narrowed at this. Ah, now it makes sense. The kid survived after committing the taboo… In alchemy, Human Transmutation is considered a taboo among alchemist that it's against the law. For a kid his age, he's no ordinary alchemist after all… "What happened after this?"

"I went to their neighbor's in search for Edward, which then I found he survived the rebound, suffering the loss of his right arm and left leg. I then discovered that Edward's younger Alphonse also partook in the transmutation, losing his body entirely and had soul bonded to a suit of armor."

Seriously? That's incredible…! How can a kid at his age be so knowledgeable in that kind of alchemy in the first place? He transmuted his brother's soul into a suit of armor and the two of them survived Human Transmutation. No wonder Edward so easily became a State Alchemist…

Or could it be that Bradley had some ideas with him…?

"And I assume that it was you nudged Edward into joining the military?"

"Yes. For them to have access to the Military's libraries to further their research and help them get their bodies back."

I crossed my arms over my chest and turned my head away from the Colonel. "Does Bradley know about Edward's illegal Human Transmutation attempt… or Alphonse's body?"

"No. I haven't told him. We're going under the impression that Edward lost his arm during the Ishvalan conflict, and that Alphonse wears the armor to protect himself."

A thoughtful sigh escaped from my throat. Edward's excuse, I could believe, but I wondered how long people will believe Alphonse's case for. "That's interesting…" I replied.

"After knowing this, are you going to give this information to the Fuhrer?"

I smirked at this. "Nah." She said turning back to the Colonel. "Like I said before, some of us at S.A.F.A. don't like Bradley."

After a moment of silence between us, the two of us let out a short snort of laughter. "I think this will be more exciting than I thought." Mustang began. "Well, Red, I'm about to bring him in and award him of his certificate… Are you going to watch?"

"No, but I'll eavesdrop from the other room if you don't mind." I began standing up from the couch.

"Red…" Mustang repeated, making me stop in my tracks. "Weird name."

"It's my codename 'thoughtfully' given to me by Bradley. Couldn't you tell?" I smirked as I pointed to my hair.

"He does have that sense of humor…" Mustang snorted as I continued my way into the other room.

After a few minutes of silence, the door to Mustang's main office opened and closed. "You wanted to see me, Colonel?" A voice called out. That must be Edward… I thought as I leant up against the wall to listen in on the two.

"Yes. I got your results from your exam. You passed." I heard Mustang opened up a drawer to his desk. "This silver pocket watch will serve as proof of State Certification. This envelope contains your certificate of appointment." He paused before he snorted. "And it would seem our Fuhrer is not without a sense of certain irony." He expressed loudly, making me smirk.

"And why is that?" Edward asked curiously.

"Nothing. Congratulations. You've just been officially a dog of the military."

A few footsteps stepped over to Mustang's desk before returning to one of the couches. "'By order of Fuhrer King Bradley, this document certifies Edward Elric has been appointed to the post as State Alchemist, and his hereby granted the title 'Fullmetal''…" He paused. "'Fullmetal'?" He questioned, making me smirk.

Steel appendages… of course of course Bradley would call him that…

"That's right. Along with their commissions, State Alchemists also receives a codename. Officially you'll be known as… the Fullmetal Alchemist."

"… I like that. It's nice and intimidating… I think that'll suit me just fine…"

"That is all. You're dismissed, Fullmetal." Mustang addressed before I heard the door to his office open and close once again. After a few moments of silence, he called out to me. "Well, Red?"

I stood up and stepped into the room with Mustang. "Fullmetal, huh?" I began. "Something tells me there's going to be a mix up with his name…"

"What was that?"

"Nothing, nothing…" I assured him before I looked outside the window to see a small blonde haired boy with a bright red coat walk out of the Command Center down the street. I narrowed my eyes at this as I had my doubts. "Is that him? The walking red-mini-target?"

"Yep."

I gaped at this. "He's so tiny for a twelve-year-old…!" I commented, making Mustang snort. "Well… He shouldn't be too hard to track and find… Best to get going after him before he wanders off too far, I suppose…"

"Might as well. He's probably heading back home. Let me know what he's doing too, Red…" He paused before smirking. "It's weird calling you Red when I don't even know your real name… How will I know that it'll be you when you report in?"

"You'll know when it's time." I assured as I left his office through the window.

And so yeah. Since then nearly three years ago when Edward became a State Alchemist not too long after joining S.A.F.A., I've been watching him and his brother Alphonse, on and off throughout the years silently helping them and keeping them, or rather Edward, out of much trouble as possible. Right now they're just hanging around down in a food bar in the streets below, I was up on a rooftop nearby keeping my position behind Edward's back.

After a while of stalking them, I suppose you can say that now, I've learnt that the Elric brothers were quite interested in finding something called the Philosopher's Stone. It's a powerful amplifier that increases one's alchemical prowess and even break the Laws of Equivalent Exchange. More or less, it's a prized possession that alchemists crave for. It is said that it is only a myth, but hey, in this country, after all of the things I've experienced and seen throughout the years, I suppose that anything's possible. Once I found out about this, I thought about the Elric brothers again. Chances are they're looking for this stone to try to bring their bodies back as whole. When I came up to this conclusion, I silently prayed that they succeed in finding a way to get their bodies back.

I heard a man yell from the streets below, I sat up and poked my head over the edge of the rooftop to see the food vendor yell at Alphonse for breaking his radio placed up above the shelf ahead of him. Edward apologized to the vendor saying that they'll fix it while he doubted them.

I watched as Alphonse bent down and started to draw a transmutation circle around the broken radio and perform alchemy on it. After I was told about Alphonse's body from the Colonel, I was very curious to know how he's 'inside' the suit of armor without really being 'inside' it at all, or how Edward was able to successfully bond his soul to the armor at such a young age. It bothered me that I couldn't just walk down the street and so happily say 'Oh hey! You're the Fullmetal Alchemist! And you're his younger brother, right? That's so cool! Hey, how about exchanging alchemy research I'll tell you mine if you tell me how you're in that suit of armor…?'…

Yeah, that'd work juuust fine…

Also after watching the two of them for the last few years, I've come to learn that Edward's quite hotheaded and gets into this sort of mini-(no pun intended)rage attack on someone whenever that person makes a reference to his height. Don't get me wrong, it is funny at times, but sometimes I just can't help but to let out a sigh to this predictable stages.

Step one: Introduction.

Step two: Misassumption of height due to younger brother's size.

Step three: Edward's rage-out.

Step four: Acts like nothing even happened and continues on his way.

And speaking of, Edward just done all step one thru four in just a matter of seconds after when the townsmen of Reole started to gather around his younger brother in a suit of armor rather than him. Perhaps the Fuhrer should have called Edward a different name other than 'Fullmetal', it seems though that everyone gets the two brothers mixed up.

Not that I could think of another name at the moment.

After Ed's little 'freak-out' there, the townspeople started to tell them about the Father, Cornello, saying that he came here and helped the town of Reole by teaching them the Religion of Litoism, granting them immortal life to those who are grateful, bringing the dead back to life, all while performing these 'miracles'. After hearing about this, I started to get the feeling that this Cornello guy's miracles are really just alchemy. And I think that the Elrics did too after hearing that.

It wasn't too long that the townspeople of Reole invited them to see for themselves of Father Cornello's daily miracle performance. I kept myself hidden up on top of a building across from the large courtyard that lead to the church with a pair of binoculars at hand, finally in some shade to escape the sun. After finding the Elric brothers near the rear of the crowd that gathered around the staircase of the church, I started to inspect this so-called Father. He was a rather pudgy bald man with a walking cane, dressed in black robes showing that he was indeed a Father of the church.

I watched him perform a few of his 'miracles' to the people below, seeing them all cheer to each of his makings. From my point of view as an alchemist, it was obvious that it was all alchemy, but there was some strange twists in his transmutations. From here on out I furthered my inspection on the Father. His transmutations were irregular, organic objects to inorganic objects, creating something from nothing. I couldn't help but to think that this man had a Philosopher's Stone in his possession…

And that's when it hit me. The moment he raised his left hand and placed it on his chest, I noticed something tiny on his middle finger, a ring of some sort. When I adjusted my binoculars even further to that area, my suspicions were correct. Chances are this man has a Philosopher's Stone, and chances are the brothers caught on in this as well.

A lurking feeling came to my stomach. They're going to confront this Cornello-guy about the Philosopher's Stone… Which means that Ed's gonna get into some trouble…

I turned my eyes away from the binoculars back to the Elric brothers below and saw them step away from the large group of cheering people. I lowered my binoculars and put my back up against the wall behind me. This newfound information could be very crucial and I would report it back in to S.A.F.A.. Word of a Philosopher's Stone in this area should urge Bradley to step up and take action on this before this situation gets way too far out of hand.

I would though, mind you if I wasn't following the Elric brothers.

There's a reason why I can't report this in. The main reason is because of them. It would arouse far too much suspicion of a military squadron to appear so suddenly in this place and start demanding that the Father must give up the Philosopher's Stone when Ed and Al hasn't even confronted him yet. The people will have too many questions about this.

So it's settled then, I must let Ed take care of this situation, with a little help on my part on the end if needed.

After when the courtyard cleared after Cornello's miracles, the Elrics moved on in the church. It took me a while to get into the building without being seen by the townspeople and the surprisingly amount of guards in and around the church, but when I did, I came across to find that Ed and Al had met a church girl who agreed to introduce them to Cornello.

The girl lead Ed and Al into a large chamber deep within the church with the guidance of some of the priests nearby. I was able to sneak into the room through nearby passageways by gaining access by using alchemy and restored the walls to their original state. I then carefully climbed up into the darkness of the large room before watching as Ed and Al entered the room.

I watched as the door behind them closed shut before the man who lead them all inside pulled a gun out and pointed it towards Alphonse while Edwards was restrained by a pair of priests armed with staffs. The man then explained that Ed and Al were here to damage the reputation of Father Cornello and that they were 'evil' before going off on how it's 'God's will'.

It wasn't long before Edward shook the guards off him and tossed them down towards the ground while Alphonse jumped forward and cracked the priest's face in with his fist. Once all of the guards were taken care of, a voice called out to them, in which I recognized as Cornello's from the radio broadcast.

He stepped out from the shadows and greeted Ed and Al and apologized for his followers behavior which was when Edwards countered by asking him a few questions, in regards of using alchemy from Philosopher's Stone. Of course, Cornello played dumb and denied it, continuing to say that they're miracles from Leto – even when he transmuted a small statue in his hand. The girl was obviously enthralled by this miracle by the way she put her hands up to her chest before Edward continued to explain why he can use alchemy while ignoring the Laws of Equivalent Exchange. When he threatened to beat him down for the stone, Cornello commanded the girl to pick up the gun the priest dropped and 'shoot the Fullmetal Alchemist'.

From the look on the girl's face, she clearly didn't want to do it, but Cornello kept pestering her by saying he's the voice of God and it's God's will or going on about who help her and stuff like that. After a moment of listening to his words, the girl then pointed the gun towards Alphonse, causing me to sigh.

From the time that I was following them, I found that almost everybody seemed to mistake Alphonse as the Fullmetal Alchemist because of, er, well, the armor, rather than Ed's automail prosthetic limbs. And every time that happened, Ed starts to freak out similar to the steps whenever someone calls him 'short'.

And just like that, Edward started to freak out steps again and, once again, shouted that he's the famed alchemist, not Al. After that short moment of straightening the facts, the girl then pointed the gun towards Edward. Even though he tried to reason with her, she denied him and said that Cornello's miracles are true.

Suddenly a roar from some beast cried out, causing the girl to fire the gun, but aimed it at Alphonse's head, knocking his helmet off while he fell backwards. She started to scream at her mistake while Cornello praised her until Alphonse stood up, making the girl grow terrified once Al showed her his empty body. Cornello then called out to her, telling her that they're indeed evil and must be eliminated. As he stepped backwards, he reached out towards a switch on the wall and pulled it down.

I started to hear chains rustle against each other below me as a gate opened up. I turned my eyes down towards the ground far below me to see a beast step out from the shadows – a chimera crossed with a lion, bird and a lizard. My eyes narrowed at this sight. The S.A.F.A. Force has dealt with a few stray and strange chimeras around the country and old abandoned laboratories, but this was the first time I've seen one large like this. I started to ready myself with my thin wires that was wrapped around my left forearm as the beast started to prowl closer to Ed and Al.

Edward, of course, took to like it was no big deal and stepped forward, making himself a weapon of his own, a long spear. As the beast started to slash one of its large claws at him, I quickly spun one of my wires around its tail and jerked it back, distracting it from making a lethal blow on him, instead, slashing Ed's spear head off and scratched his automail leg. After retracting the wire quickly, Ed kicked the chimera away and the chimera cam charging back at him and started to gnaw his right arm, ineffective because of his steel arm.

After kicking it away, this time snapping its head back and killed it, Cornello finally understood why he has prosthetics and why Al was in a suit of armor and called him out on it. The two sides started to bicker at each other, Cornello tried to get in the girl's head saying stuff about how they 'defied God' by trying to being somebody dead back to life and all that crap while Ed and Al told him to hand over the Philosopher's Stone. Cornello ignored it and held up his walking cane before transmuting the wooden staff into a steel rotary machine gun.

I watched as Ed quickly transmuted a wall in between him and Cornello, relieved that he was able to do that in such short notice. I then turned my attention to Alphonse as he grabbed the girl in his arm before Cornello started to shoot at them, since Al's armor was steel, the bullets didn't penetrate through but rather bounced off or ricocheted off – a few of the bullets ricocheted over towards me, which I evaded by ducking back around the corner of the pillar I hid behind. Edward then transmuted a way out for them to escape through, prompting Cornello to pursue after them.

I heard them make a loud ruckus outside in the corridors while Cornello shouted for more men to stop them. I then quickly made my way out of the large room opposite from the direction Ed and Al ran off to towards the main church hall and hid in the rafters. After a while of the priests running around in the chaos, I watched Ed come running through the room and stopped before he noticed the broadcasting room before stepping inside. It wasn't very long after when Cornello came dashing on by.

I had to wait a little while up in the rafters of the room before I heard the speakers screeched on suddenly, it then came to my attention that I was hiding next to a speaker, which left an upsetting ring in my ear before I started to hear Ed and Cornello chatting to each other. A smirk then grew on my face once I realized what the Elrics were doing as Cornello blindly started to confess all of the scheming deeds he had plan for the town of Reole, unaware that his words were being spread all along the city. I want to see the looks on some of the townspeople's face when he started to use words like building his own army, legion of holy warriors, and unleash it upon the world while using his Philosopher's Stone.

After hearing the fake priest laugh, I started to hear Edward laugh amongst him, causing Cornello to grow silent. A moment of silence went by, in which I assumed that Ed revealed that Cornello was being over heard by the whole town, Cornello was dumbfounded and tried to make up an excuse. I then started to hear them fighting before I started to feel a tremble growing quickly. I turned my head towards the doorway where the broadcasting was taking place before seeing Ed being attacked by a macho-version of Cornello, his right arm was alchemifyed – most likely from a rebound. Ed dodged a fist coming straight down at him, causing him to dash towards the rear of the room towards a statue, whom I assume was a statue of Leto, and transmuted one of its hands towards into a fist before unleashing it on Cornello.

When the dust cleared, I turned back and saw that Cornello somehow reverted back to his original state as he lied on the floor in pain. Edward stepped up to him and demanded him to give him the Philosopher's Stone, but before anyone could move, the tiny red stone from Cornello's ring fell off and shattered into dust after hitting the ground. Edward was stunned by this before he came to a realization that it was not a Philosopher's Stone, but a fake. He then shouted at Cornello to scram in which he did so as he scurried away like a helpless little animal deeper in the safety of his church.

I let out a sigh as I turned away and started to creep my way out of the church to see Ed meet up with Al outside of the church under a sunset orange sky. Before long, that same girl who accidently shot Al's helmet off was pointing the same gun towards them, demanding for them to hand over the Philosopher's Stone, in which Ed said it was a fake and it was destroyed. She accused them of lying, but Ed shouted at her before he stormed off with Al not too far behind him.

After when I heard that the pair of brothers were going to head back to East City empty handed and back to square one on finding the Philosopher's Stone I took my rest and waited for them to appear at the train station not too long after.

What a day…

Maybe I should take a quick shower…

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