Chapter 3…

Suicides and bullets…

Tucker was working nervously, trying to get that obedience serum done before Archer returned, meanwhile I was doing my best to make him squeal, and it was working! I could just smell the torment I was giving him, just looking at him would have made any sane man guilty, good thing I'm not exactly sane.

"So Tucker, mind telling me about your end?" I said after ranting of how painful it might have been for his Nina to become a beast, he just looked at me almost frightened, cant say I blame him after all it doesn't take a genus to learn that he was hurting, but that's a good thing.

"M-My end, O-Of what?"

YESSSSS!! The stutter!!!! Oh how it haunts him! I put on my toothy grin and say in my best innocent voice.

"How was it? Turning your daughter into a chimera." He then looked right at me completely stopping his work, his eyes then showed how time had taken its toll on him, and it looked as though he was choking, and might I say that the look he had was pure unexplainable guilt, something Id never thought Id see on his face.

"W-Well it was…" he seemed a bit off balance almost like he was remembering that's good news.

"…I'm sorry." He finally said after a long pause, my ears perked up at the sound of his apology and he started walking toward my cage hand in his pocket I backed as far as I could and growled, he kneeled in front of the door and pulled a key out of the pocket and opened the cage.

I just gawked at him Oh my god that guilt trip actually worked!? He backed from the door and I scampered out tripping on my new back legs damnit! Still need practice! I thought he chuckled a bit at my folly, I smiled at him glad that I at least had one friend if I could call him that.

"Why?" I asked his smile turned into a frown and his eyes were dreaming again, he kneeled down unknowingly and started to pet my skull, though if this was any other person I would blow him into bits but after what I just put him through he deserves a bit of a love.

We sat there for a bit and eventually he got up and walked toward his desk and started working again "you better go." He said with no ounce of regret, I looked at him with curiosity and asked "and how do you expect me to do that I wonder?" he just looked at a crate and said "move it." I being the curios one had moved the crate to see what would happen and to my surprise there was a tunnel behind it "it leads to the sewers, I made it in case I needed a quick escape, you'll be able to get out that way." He seemed so calm it was scary but its Tucker what do I expect. "Come with me." I said he just smiled and looked back at his desk, opened a drawer and placed his hand gently inside. "I'm sorry Kimblee, but my Nina needs me right now…" I gave a simple 'what the hell you talking about' look and he pulled from the drawer, a gun.

Pointed it at his own skull…

The weapon clicked…

But the loud BANG! Had covered my scream…

I ran to him out of impulse god, I didn't want him to do THAT! I just wanted him to let me go, but I didn't want him to freaking kill himself! Suddenly I heard a small sound from behind me I turned around only to fined the one person I didn't need right now fate must really want me dead cause Archer's gun looked loaded and with me standing over the dead body of the man who turned me into this…beast… well life sucks.

Archer growled and started shooting, I yelped and started dodging occasionally stumbling over my new feet, it's a good thing Archer's no Hawkeye cause any closer and I would be one dead kitty, I ran into the tunnel and was surrounded by darkness again except this time I knew what was happening, I didn't care where it would lead me I just kept going with only one thing in my mind why does this shit keep happening to me! Finally I found some light and it was coming from a man hole above the stony passage it's a good thing I still have hands as fuzzy as they are they are still useful.

Lifting the cover I slipped out of the darkness and ran, it appeared to be still be day sometime at noon and that means people where going to lunch rushes not a good thing considering every one was looking at me and my ugly mug as I zoomed by, yep not my best day.

Eventually I had to stop so I ran into and ally unfortunately I still need more work with my new legs and at the speed I was going… I broke the record for world's first Chimera to trip over his own tail! Needless to say I broke my arm when I hit the wall, "OH YOU HAVE GOT TO-danmit…" I almost yelled so loud all of central could hear, holding my arm I had walked over to the entrance to the ally and looked to see if I was followed, Archer was no ware to be seen, and that's a good thing I don't think I could have ran another moment I sigh in relief and go behind a dumpster and finally lie down why me? I thought, and I had a right to think such a thing after all that's happened to me I think I deserve an explanation for all of the questions in my mined like, why did Archer choose me, or why did Tucker shoot himself, or my favorite WHY DID THIS HAPPEN TO ME!!

I'm not a modest person you may ask any one, but right now I'll admit it.

I'm not important, I'm not special, and I'm no hero…

So why me?

Suddenly I heard something and curl tighter in my corner, footsteps…and there coming closer, voices laughter becoming louder with each step, don't come any closer pleas don't!

Eventually the cause of the noise passed the dumpster, and stopped as soon as they did.

Two people where standing there, just staring at me, I squeeze my injured shoulder as soon as I see who it is,

There's a tall man who looked to be in his early twenty's he had black hair and whore a military uniform the silver chain that lead into his pocket showed that he was a State Alchemist, his name was General Roy Mustang, The Flame Alchemist, the person next to him was a woman in her early twenty's as well, she had short blond hair that she kept in a bun, and startling blue eyes she wore a uniform and I knew she wasn't an Alchemist, her name was Riza Hawkeye.

Both are people that I have worked with before, both are people that I have fought against, and both seen me as the enemy, but I didn't see hate in there eyes I saw shock, shock and pity, no doubt they know who I am, they were smart like that unfortunately I could only get one word out before I passed out from blood loss.

"Help…"

This whole passing out thing is getting old…