Sorry for not updating in so long, my brother is in love with world of warcraft and every time I get time on the computer I'm on WOW too, lol. I've had this who chapter planned out for weeks as well as the ones after it. The next chapter takes place two and a half months later and is in Ed's POV. Yeah, I hope to have it up soon, since I have tons of little doodles of chimera Ed looking at me like "finish the damn story bitch, people want to know what will happen!" yes, I talk to myself at night like that, I'm starting to think that I have multiple personalities, and they are all fighting with me inside my head ^^

Oh well, don't want to bore you all with my weirdness, please favorite and review, it makes me happy =D

Missing

Al ran down the halls of the main building that was central headquarters, worry and concern making him run faster, clanging iron footsteps echoing down the hallway. Edward Elric had been missing for around six hours now after storming out of the barracks over a stupid disagreement, Al secretly hoped that he had went to Mustang's office but knew that he probably wasn't there. His brother hated Colonel Mustang with a burning passion.

He slowed once he reached the door, hesitant at first to knock. What if Ed wasn't there? What if Mustang got angry that he had vanished without a trace? Even though he didn't need to breathe Al felt the armor that housed his soul sigh, gently knocking on the Colonel's door.

"Who's there?" He recognized the voice of Hawkeye; he also heard the faint click of a gun being loaded. He tried not to laugh a little, she was always overly cautious.

"It's just me Alphonse; does Ed happen to be with you two?" Al heard silence, and then hushed voices.

"He's not with you?" Hawkeye asked as she opened the door to let him in. Al saluted then slowly walked into Mustang's office.

"No, we had a fight over something stupid and he ran off. That was six hours ago, I kinda hoped that he was with you."

"Well he isn't" Mustang's cold voice sounded from behind his desk. The man had his hands folded together in front of his face, so that only his dark gray eyes covered partially by even darker hair could be seen.

"I figured that." Al walked over to stand in front of the Colonel's desk, looking down at him. Mustang sighed and closed his eyes.

"Something's been going on in central that I didn't want to tell you two about." He said quietly, opening his eyes to focus on Al's expressionless face.

"What?"

"There have been murders; most of the people that have been found dead have been missing for at least two weeks, three months at the most. The bodies have been turning up in dark alleys around central, most of them are deformed and are normally a cross between some animal."

"So someone has been making Chimeras and using the people of Central as guinea pigs?" Al asked, horrified at the thought of his brother's deformed body turning up somewhere. He shivered and fell to his knees as though his body couldn't support him anymore.

"Yes, we have a suspect by the name of Scott Madison. He was once Shou Tucker's apprentice and is very absorbed in his work. We talked to him after Tucker turned his daughter into a chimera and he thought it was a brilliant idea. The man is sick and will do anything to finish his work."

"How many bodies have there been so far?"

"Fifty five, the last one was female and looked a lot like a dog. I'm glad you weren't here then; the poor thing looked a lot like Nina. But the strange thing about the body was that it hadn't been butchered like the previous ones."

"What was different?"

"There was a single slash mark across its neck, self inflicted by the look of it. It had a sharp piece of metal in its deformed paw that was covered in blood."

"How do you know there aren't more bodies?"

"Because Madison likes to mark his chimeras, each one had a number, and up until now we have found fifty five. If Madison has gotten to Ed then he would be number fifty six."

Al flinched, how could someone do that to human beings? It was sick and wrong, branding them then turning them into strange beasts. Mustang stood up from his chair and walked around his desk until he was facing Hawkeye.

"I want you to organize four search parties, each with five men, Madison is dangerous and if Fullmetal has been taken by him then we have to be extra careful. He probably knows that he caught a state alchemist."

"Yes sir." Hawkeye saluted before darting out of the office in search of men to join the search. Al just stayed on the floor, staring off into space.

'Brother we'll find you before you become like the others. Even if you are a chimera by the time we find you I'll find any way possible to change you back to normal. I promise'