As one may have seen, I have replied to most of the reviews. I hope you enjoy the chapters. As you may have also noticed, I'm keeping a Shambala story line and a Magic story line going. I might just end up naming them roy and ed... but if I have locations and defining points, they will be named after that. I will attempt to keep alternating them, so if the last update was a Edward update, then the next one will be Roy or Al... Oh, Just a warning now. I like a Roy/Riza, Harry/Ginny, Winry/Ed mix, but I might be throwing something else in. (Wink)

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Roy gazed out at the passing fields. He had no idea why he had chosen to leave Central, but here he was on a train. Leaving everything he knew and everything he had once worked for. Yet in a way he was glad. He had chosen to go to the one place that was calming to him. The place where he began to question what he was doing and where he chose to do things his way. He was going back to the home of the Elrics. It was time to go to Risembool.

That was not the only reason he was going to the small town. After all, he had a deep feeling that Edward was still alive, and where better to get to the bottom of the mystery then to go to Winry. If anyone might know where the brothers were, it was their childhood friend.

Roy had to question his motivation in finding Ed. After all, why did Roy willingly give up a job and a life for the kid? Riza Hawkeye had also been wondering and he wanted a good answer for his friend. Slowly, as they traveled, he came up with an answer for her and himself. Edward had been a bit like a little brother that he had never had.

He was startled out of his thought process by Riza placing a hand on his own. He had been taping on his knee while he was thinking. He turned his head away from the window in order to look at her. The general's daughter was striking to look at, her hair long and blonde, her eyes a pale red color. She kept her hair down today, letting it flow over her shoulders in a way that she rarely ever let it go. Roy could feel a slight smile tugging at his lips. She was well dressed, a dark skirt fitting well around her hips, a white collared shirt and a form fitting jacket that matched the skirt.

The flame alchemist could see himself reflected in her worried eyes. Dressed in simple black slacks and a button up white shirt, he didn't look quite as good as she, especially when the top of his shirt was open, revealing the bandages that still graced his chest. His messy black hair was getting a bit long, but he did look groomed compared to what he usually was. What he still could not get over was the eye patch. Sure, it was a different style then Bradley's, but it was still a patch….

"How are you feeling, Mustang?" She asked softly. Roy shook his head and smiled.

"I'm fine. Stop calling me Mustang, Riza. I'm no longer your superior."

"I'm worried you may strain yourself. It's only been a few days, sir."

"Riza…" He warned. She blushed slightly.

"I'm sorry. Habit."

"One that we have to break." He sighed and decided to comment on an earlier statement. "I'm as bad as Edward. I cannot stay still for long. As long as I don't do anything stupid, I'll be fine." He flipped his hand over in order to grasp hers.

"Did you come up with an answer for me?" She asked. Roy nodded.
"Yes. Edward was my charge. He was my responsibility and I failed him. I have to find him and make up for it." She seemed to accept this answer.

"What makes you think that Winry will know what happened to the Elrics?"

"Even though they did not tell her much, Winry was the closest to the boys. She may have a clue that even she doesn't know about."

"I understand, si- Roy."

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I know, short, but hey, its only getting started. After all, who knows. The Edward part is where the action is! I'll be updating a second today if I dont get too busy.