Yay! Chapter two! )

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Only Kathryn is mine. )


Kathryn woke up, panting and sweating, in a dark and cold room. Using her hand, she slapped her chest a few times, as to calm her breathing.

"Damn it…" She muttered, since she had the dream again. It was a dream that plagued her visions, and always tormented her.

It was her first, true memory.

Sighing in discomfort, she threw over the quilt that she had slept with, the cold air in her room greeting her bare, slim legs.

She stood up, a little shaky at first, but her legs soon calmed. She made her way towards the bathroom, which was at the other end of the hall, where she proceeded to take a boiling hot shower that always calmed her nerves. She stood there for a good hour, just staring at the nozzle where the water came out of.

When the water started to cool, she immediately jumped out, wrapping herself in a towel, and proceeding back to her room.

Kathryn had a very plain house; Kitchen, Bathroom, Bedroom, a guest room, a living room, a basement (for her alchemic studies) and a large backyard. She had been living on her own for a few years, well, for as long as she could remember… Being 15 and her first memory was that of being aged ten.

When she was all dry, she dressed herself in a pair of loose black pants with a dark red top, also putting on a set of gloves that covered her palms, but not her fingers.

She brushed her thick, black hair thoroughly, before putting a red headband in her hair.

She then made her way to the kitchen, where she made pancakes, all the while mumbling how she hated 'reporting to that ass'. 'That Ass' had control over her and four others. Out of the five of them, two were state alchemists.

Fingering the chain in her pocket, she remembered how, only a couple of months ago, she had taken part in the state alchemist exam.

The other that was special about that day, other than the fact that her left palm was all that was needed to perform alchemy; she could have sworn she hear the voice that day. So sweet and soothing, like honey…

She knew, though, that in the end, it was just her mind playing tricks on her.

A sharp hiss brought her back to the real world. She now noticed that her finger was burnt.

"Shit." She mumbled, placing her finger in her mouth and turning the stove off.

So instead, she ate cereal that morning.

Stepping out of her house and locking the door, she finally realized what she had forgotten. Grimacing, she unlocked her door, ran upstairs, and grabbed her watch that certified her as an alchemist of the state, relocked the door, and then bolted towards Central HQ.

Pushing open the doors to HQ, she flashed her watch at the secretary, who nodded, and began the unholy march towards the place that was 'That Ass's' office.

Reaching the door, she knocked roughly three times.

"Come in." Ugh, how she hated that voice of his.

Opening the door and stepping in, she gave a stiff salute to her commanding officer, who wasn't even looking up.

"About time you got here." He sneered.

"Nice to see you too, sir." Kathryn sneered in return.

"I'll forget you said that. Where's your report?"

"Right here, sir." The 'sir' was heavily laced with sarcasm, as she threw a bunch of papers at her commanding officer.

"Not bad, for 15…" Kathryn's eyebrow twitched momentarily, but she hastily ignored it.

"Was there another reason you called me, colonel?" The colonel grinned maliciously.

"Oh yes, there's some terrible news, I'm afraid…" He said as he handed the report back to her.

"What is it, sir?"

"You'll now be working under colonel Mustang. I have no need for you anymore. Besides… maybe then you can have some fun time with the Fullmetal Alchemist."

Inwardly, Kathryn danced a little jig. She had heard man good things about the Flame Alchemist, Roy Mustang. However, she had never met him personally.

"Goodbye, little brat. Oh, and give Mustang my regards!" With that, Kathryn merrily ran out of her ex-commanding officer's office, and proceeding down the hall, where Mustang and his subordinates worked.

She gave three sharp taps on the wooden door.

Tap…

Tap…

Tap…

Finally, the door opened, revealing seven people in the room. The only female- besides herself was standing next to two people arguing.

'Wait, arguing? No… more like… taunting.'

There was a man sitting at a desk, black hair flopping casually around his head. He wore the standard military uniform, and his onyx eyes held deep traces of amusement.

'What does he find so funny?'

The other had his back turned to her, but she could see the faint outlines of metal in his right arm.

'I see, automail…'

He had his blonde hair in a braid tied back, and he was awfully short. She could see black platform boots on his feet, and a red coat. She could also make out leather pants, but couldn't see his shirt. He was shouting at the taller man, telling him to not call him short while stomping his leg repeatedly.

Kathryn snickered quietly.

Beside the blond boy, was a suit of armor. It looked as though it was trying to calm down the blond.

"I see… so that's Edward Elric, the Fullmetal alchemist and Alphonse Elric, his younger brother, eh? I never knew the Fullmetal alchemist was so short…"

The man who held the door snickered.

"You're lucky the chief and Fullmetal are having another argument. Otherwise, the kid would be clawing at you right now." He had blond hair and a cigarette was dangling from his mouth.

She looked up at him and smiled.

"Is that so? Mind if I interrupt?"

Before he could reply, Kathryn gave a quick 'cough' intertwined with the word 'shorty'.

Edward Elric turned exactly 180°, coming face to face with Kathryn.

"And who might you be?" He asked, as an eyebrow rose.

Looking over, Mustang's eyes wandered over to the girl near Havoc.

"Ahh, you must be Kathryn Yuumei, the Scar Alchemist… or do you prefer the Shadow Alchemist?" Mustang greeted, walking around his desk to shake hands with the teen.

"Either is fine, sir." Kathryn replied, shaking hands with the colonel.

"Well, I might as well introduce you to the crew." Mustang smiled warmly, pointing to Havoc.

"2nd Lieutenant Jean Havoc." The blonde gave a sharp salute, before closing the door.

"Master Sergeant Kain Fuery." A man stood up. He had short black hair and brown eyes. He wore a squareish set of glasses. He saluted as well.

"2nd Lieutenant Heymans Breda." A stocky redhead stood up, saluting. Incidentally, because he stood up so fast, Breda fell over. Everyone burst out laughing, even Breda.

Kathryn snickered a little, before sobering. She nodded towards Mustang to continue.

"Warrant officer Vato Falman." An old-looking man saluted stiffly, his whole body shaking nervously. Roy grinned.

"Calm down, Falman." The man almost immediately relaxed.

"1st Lieutenant Riza Hawkeye." Riza gave the sharpest salute, in Kathryn's opinion. Her reddish brown eyes held a hint of amusement as Breda's expense, but her eyes were turned towards her in an instead, shutting out any emotion in them. Kathryn grinned in response.

"The Fullmetal Alchemist, Edward Elric." Ed merely stuck out his hand, a genuine smile on his face. Kathryn shook it, grinning.

"And finally… The Flame Alchemist, Colonel Roy Mustang." Roy bowed in a very gentleman-like fashion.

In return, Kathryn bowed as well. "Nice to meet you all, sirs." She said, bowing.

Riza smiled, crossing her arms.

"Sir…"

"Yes, Lieutenant?"

"I think you forgot someone." Riza pointed a finger over towards a corner of the room, where Alphonse stood, still as a statue.

"I don't think so…" Roy replied, ignoring the Lieutenant's finger.

With a sigh, Hawkeye pointed to the suit of armor in the corner.

"That's Alphonse Elric, the younger brother. He is not part of the military, but you will see him as often as you see his brother." Grinning, Roy added a little remark.

"That's not very often. It's amazing enough, how he can travel so far with those short legs of his." Grinning, Roy ruffled Ed's hair with one hand. Said teen was quaking in anger.

"Who… who… WHO'RE YOU CALLING A LITTLE BITTY ANT, HUH?!" Ed yelled, shoving the colonel's hand off his head.

Ginning, Kathryn walked over to Ed. "Don't worry; it's just a little joke." She snickered, measuring herself on him just for the fun of it.

"You people just love to piss me off, dontch'ya?" Ed mumbled.

"You bet." Havoc replied, giving the teen a slap on the back.

Ed just grimaced, and walked over to his brother.

"We'll just be on our merry way, okay, Colonel Sarcasm?" Ed had an evil glint in his eye the made Alphonse feel a little uneasy.

"Whatever. Bye, Fullmetal." Roy replied, waving his hand dismissively.

Kathryn smiled sadly. She had no family that she could remember, or any memories of the first ten years of the life. These people were different; they had families to go to, or close friends to lean on.

She had none of that.

"ANYWAY… once again, welcome, Scar Alchemist!" Roy cried dramatically.

"You can all just call me Kat; I'm not fond of being called the Scar or the Shadow anyway." Kathryn rubbed the back of her head.

"Alright then, Kat." Roy replied, his mouth formed into a smirk. Sighing, Riza pointed to a large pile of paperwork on Roy's desk.

"Sir…"

"Hush, Hawkeye. I'll get on it soon enough!" Roy waved a hand dismissively, before turning towards Kathryn again.

"So, Kathryn… would you mind showing us your abilities? I can honestly say that I've never seen your perform alchemy before."

With a nod, Kat walked over to a desk, removing the glove from her left hand and placing her palm on the table. It immediately began to transform, before finally ending up with something that oddly resembled a rocking horse.

Roy was impressed, to say the least. Grinning, he sauntered over to the girl, placing a hand on her shoulder.

"Such a remarkable talent!" He cried dramatically, bringing up a hand and wiping some 'sweat' from his forehead.

"Oh, and colonel Mustang?" Kathryn asked, replacing her glove.

"Yes?"

"The Major General sends his sympathies." Kathryn coughed when she said 'Major General'.

Smiling, Roy nodded.

"I heard that you can be quite a hassle when you to be."

Kathryn frowned, since when was she so popular.

Quickly setting back on task, she handed Mustang her yearly report quickly.

"Permission to leave, sir?"

Before Roy had a chance to reply, Kathryn had run out the door.

"She's uh… quite energetic." Roy replied, solemn.

"Yes, she is. However, colonel, I get the feeling that we know her from somewhere else as well."


Well, that's it for chapter one.

I'm fully aware that my summary is kind of crappy, I'll fix it up now.

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-Kyh