The next morning.
"Please sir I don't think he_"
"Nonsense he should be in here. Mustang!" Mustang woke up quickly and jumped out of the bed, which woke me up. He grabbed me and told me to get under the bed quickly. As soon as I had crawled under and was out of site a strange man walked in with Armstrong beside him. Mustang stood at attention and saluted the man. Armstrong was looking around for a second or two for me. Mustang was still in his white undershirt and boxers. The covers were half way on the floor.
"Mustang we have been hearing rumors that some doctors have been helping the enemy, find them and kill them." The man said. He looked very weird, scary, and very angry. He was tall and had big muscles like Armstrong but not as big. He was bald but he had a thin mustache.
"Yes sir." Mustang said loudly and still standing at attention. The man left and Mustang relax with a sigh of relief.
"Okay he's gone." Mustang said sitting down on the bed. I crawled out from under the bed a little scared and shivering.
"It's alright." Mustang said holding out his arm and patting me on the head.
"Who was that?" I asked.
"That was Basque Gran the Iron Blood Alchemist." Armstrong said walking over to me.
"Alchemist?" They both looked at me shocked. I guess they thought I knew what alchemy was. Mustang stood up and got dressed in the same blue uniform he gets in everyday. Armstrong held me a little while and then Mustang looked at the top of the inside if the tent.
"3 years." He said quietly.
"Sir?" Armstrong asked.
"3 years this awful war has gone on. I have been hiding Eevee for one and a half of those years." He said looking over at me. I was 8 now, almost 9, it didn't feel that way but what are you going to do.
"I guess I will be back later okay Eevee." Mustang said walking over to me and patting me on the head then leaving. I was still in Armstrong's arms, then he put me down on the bed.
"I guess he will tell you what an alchemist is later. He has had a rough time in this war. But he will be okay. Now like he said he will be back later." Armstrong then smiled, patted me on the head, and left. I didn't know what to do, so I hid back were I had been. Later on I hear talking very close. It was Mustang and another voice I had never heard before. I couldn't make out what they were saying but I just stayed hidden. Mustang walked in with a man that seemed like he would be nice.
"I won't tell but can you do me a favor?" Mustang asked inviting the man in.
"Of coarse Mustang." The man said.
"Okay, Come on out Eevee." Mustang said looking over at the bed. I could tell the man had a confused look. I crawled out from under the bed and looked at the man. His face changed from confused to shocked.
"Mustang! Who is this girl?" The man said.
"Marco, this is Eevee. She is a little girl I saved. Now I would like you to save her by taking her with you." Mustang said. For a moment Marco just stood there thinking then he said.
"Alright, Mustang. I will take her with me."
"Thank you Marco." Mustang said kneeling down and motion me to come over to him.
"Now Eevee this is Marco and he is going to take you with him for a while. After the war I will come and find you." Mustang said holding my shoulders. Then he hugged me and gave me a box that he said I should open when we get to were ever Marco was taking me.
"I will come by tonight to get you." Marco said to me.
"Okay, Marco. I will see you then." I said smiling at him. Marco then started walking out the tent.
"By the way Marco, it was nice to meet you." He turned around to me and smiled then walked away.
"Mustang?"
"Yes Eevee."
"Why do I have to go with Marco? Why can't I stay with you?" I asked.
"Well it's not safe here. If someone that is not like Armstrong or Marco finds you, they might kill you. If you go with Marco you won't have to hid under my bed, smuggle food, and you can sleep better at night." Mustang said setting me on the bed.
"Okay I understand. But I don't want to leave you here."
"Heh, I'll be okay. And I promise when this war is over I will find you." That night Mustang and I meet up with Marco. He had a few bags with him and I had the small box that Mustang gave me. Mustang kneeled down and gave me a hug, then he got up and gently pushed me towards Marco. I walk over to Marco and grab the corner of his outfit. Then Mustang, Marco, and I went our separate ways.