~ Chapter 4 ~
Roy woke up at his desk, seeing that he had accidentally stayed at his office instead of going home. He cursed at himself and blinked the sleep out of his eyes. The door then opened as Riza walked in. "Good morning, Sir, you're here early," Riza said. "Eh...I feel asleep here...," Roy sighed. Riza shook her head. "Mr. Carvens made arrangements with us at 5:00," she said, "But we'll have to do it at my apartment, we don't want people around here getting suspicious." Roy nodded. "Agreed," he replied. He paused then asked, "Hey, Hawkeye, could you get this itch for me?" He pointed to his back, more specifically one of his hidden wings. "Just finish the paperwork from yesterday, Sir," Riza replied. Roy was about to retort, but she was already out the door. Roy grabbed a pen and began his long stare-down with the stacks of paper.
As Riza walked down the hallway, she saw Edward Elric and his younger brother Alphonse Elric walk toward Roy's office. "Hey you two," Riza greeted. "Hi, Lieutenant Hawkeye," Aphonse replied as Ed nodded. "Hey, Lieutenant Hawkeye, Roy's in here, right?" Ed asked, motioning to the office door. "Yes, he is...but you might wanna be cautious around him," Riza warned. "He's been...a little uneasy lately." Ed smirked. "What? Did the Colonel get swamped in paperwork?" Ed joked, "Or is he still in his chair being a lazy ass?" Riza sighed. "Just go easy on him," she said. "Yeah, sure, cause he goes easy on me," Ed said sarcastically.
Roy looked up from the paperwork, (one getting three sheets done) seeing the Elric Brothers walk in. "Hello, Fullmetal, Alphonse," he greeted nonchalantly. "Hey, Colonel Bastard," Ed replied. "Hello, Colonel Mustang," Al greeted. "Can I help you with something?" Roy asked. "Yeah, you can tell me what you know about a guy named Dr. Marco," Ed responded. Roy hesitated. "No, I don't know anyone by that name," he answered. "Does this ring any bells?" Ed glared, "He was part of the Ishbalan War." Roy remained silent then said, "No it doesn't..." Ed sighed then turned to leave. "Thanks for the help," he said, sarcastically, "Come on, Al." Al nodded, "Coming, Brother." With that, the brothers were out the door.
Roy sighed and ran a hand through his hair. 'Damn...I couldn't tell Fullmetal even if I wanted too,' he thought. /Hmm...someone's keeping secrets, I see,/ the voice in his head rang out. 'Shut up, this doesn't concern you," Roy thought. /I'm literally a part of you, your business is my business,/ the voice retorted. /Also, I was looking through those memories of yours, I have to say, you're leading a pretty interesting life./ Roy's eyes widened, 'You did what now?' he thought. /Don't crap yourself, I'm just trying to get a feel on who you are,/ the voice said, /And I say I got a pretty good picture of you...plus some hidden desires here and there.../ The voice then snickered and faded out. 'Wait!' Roy thought, but the voice had already returned to the back of his mind. Roy groaned, worrying what the "Voice" had found out. It said he could take over his body...what if it did? What if he hurt one of his subordinates? What if it hurt Hawkeye? These thoughts raced through Roy's mind.
Roy and Riza walked down the street to Riza's apartment building. They remained nearly silent, with the occasional question or two. When they reached to building, they walked up the stairs to Riza's apartment. Already standing at the door was a young man with white hair, white coat, jeans, glasses, and green eyes. He turned toward Roy and Riza. "Hello, you must be Lieutenant Hawkeye and Colonel Mustang, correct?" the man said, "I'm Samuel Carvens, it's a pleasure to meet you." He put out a hand. Roy grasped Samuel's hand a shook it firmly. "No, thank you for coming," he thanked. "Shall we go in?" Riza asked as she began to unlock the door. When they entered the apartment, they were greeted by Riza's pup, Black Hayate backing happily. "Hey, boy," Riza said as she petted him. She then looked up at Samuel. "Don't mind him, he won't bite." Samuel nodded. "Shall we get started?" he asked. "You guys can sit on the couch or chair over here," Riza said pointing toward the chairs. Samuel and Roy took their seats, Riza following after she fed Black Hayate.
"So, Colonel Mustang...," Samuel began, "Lieutenant Hawkeye told me that you had a encounter with a dragon, can you tell me about it?" Roy couldn't shake the feeling he was at a psychiatrist. "Well, It bit me on my shoulder..," Roy began. But before Roy could continue, Samuel blurted out, "How long did it bite you?" Roy stopped. "Why does it matter?" he questioned. Samuel replied, "It could affect your body and possibly your life." Riza looked at Roy as he thought for a moment. "I don't know...like a minute or two?" Roy replied, "I blasted its snout before it could take a chunk out of me." Samuel gave a sigh of relief. "Oh good...any longer the dragon's toxins would've killed you," he said. Roy's and Riza's eyes widened. "I have to ask you something else," Samuel said, "Has anything physical or mental changed?" Roy nodded. "Yeah, I have...dragon wings now...it happened not long after I was bitten," he said as he slid his dragon wings so they were seen a little from under his shirt. "I see...," Samuel said. "So...what's going to happen to him?" Riza asked, worried. "Well, It sees that enough of the dragon's toxins have penetrated your body and flowed through your bloodstream...it's not enough to kill you, but...it somehow created another being inside you," Samuel explained, "Another dragon to be precise...and it would be bonded to the core with him." Roy and Riza couldn't believe what they were hearing. A whole new dragon was now alive inside Roy, with probably no way of getting it out. "This is great...," Roy groaned. /Aww, what Mustang? You don't like me?/ the voice said with sarcasm hinting its words. 'Shut up,' Roy thought.
"Well, there is a way to get the dragon out...but you would have to kill the same dragon that bit you," Samuel said. "Well, that'll be easy," Roy said, "but we would have to find the bastard." /You want to get rid of me? Even though I'm of your own blood?/ the voice questioned. 'I said, shut up,' Roy thought. /Well then, guess it's time for me to have a little fun, eh?/ the voice laughed, /Maybe I'll mess with your precious Hawkeye./ Roy felt a wave of pain rush over his body. 'Damn, you son of a-' he thought but the pain clouded his mind. He grabbed his gut and grunted in pain. "Sir!" Riza exclaimed, seeing Roy in pain. Samuel got up from his chair, yet seeing that this was a battle between Roy and his inner dragon. Roy gave out a mix between a groan and a growl as black horns protruded out of his head, nearly camouflaging with his hair. He started to shake as black claws replaced his finger nails and scales covered the skin on his hands, which caused his gloves to rip into pieces. Roy tried to hold back a yell by biting his lower lip, but fangs replaced his carnivore teeth. This caused his lower lip to bleed some. He let out a loud hiss when a blue tail snaked out from behind him and lashed around violently. He finally went limp and drooped over. Riza shook Roy. "Wake up, Sir, wake up!" she exclaimed. Roy shook his head, looking at Riza. But Riza saw that his eyes were not the onyx eyes she was fond of, they were bright orange eyes with slitted pupils. "Hey there, hot stuff," Roy said and smirked, "Seems that Mustang is taking a rest now, so it's just us." What stood before Riza and Samuel was not Roy anymore, but the inner dragon that he possessed.