Chapter 3
-Eight years later-
An eight year old Emily ran around her small bedroom she was bored and wanted to go play but she couldn't seeing as her dad was at work, about a year ago roy had passed the state alchemy exam and became a state alchemist his title the flame alchemist Emily thought it was a cool title soon enough roy would be able to get a apartment of his own for them, she heard a door close downstairs and she raced as fast as she could downstairs "daddy!" she said jumping into her fathers arms, roy laughed at his daughters usual antics "hey Emily were you good?" she nodded hyperly Madame Christmas shook her head "all in all she's is exactly like you were at that age Roy-boy" he grimaced at the nickname and picked up his daughter. Emily was looking over her fathers shoulder at the door when it opened with the bell attached to the door ringing- Madame Christmas looked up and roy turned around to see a couple of military officers and roy could tell they were higher up than he was, he set Emily down but she didn't leave she stayed behind him clinging to the back of his shirt roy saluted them "is something wrong sirs?" he asked noting their serious expressions "im afraid there is mustang you have heard about what's going on in ishval right?" roy tensed "yes sir I have its getting worse its been going on for a while now" he said the soldiers nodded Emily looked at them a little scared she could also tell her dad wasn't comfortable with how things were going "pardon my rudeness sirs but may I ask just what you are doing here?" roy ask not meaning to sound indignant, the head soldier handed roy an envelope and the words he said made Emily's eyes wide "General Roy Mustang as a state alchemist you must serve your country and are to be sent to the battlefield almost immediately"
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