Exams are over and I'm finally back~~

Chapter 10: Turning point

Furey had to admit that becoming public enemy's with the Fuhrer was maybe not the best idea, but then again there wasn't much else they could do. That's why he, Breda and Havoc now sat against each wall of the dirty prison cell. They deeply wished they hadn't been caught. Yet, they still regretted nothing.

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Ever since the trial had ended with the undesired sentence Mustang's subordinates hadn't sat still. After being promptly kicked out of the Fuhrer's mansion for constantly arguing with the Fuhrer over the sentence, they found themselves based at a hotel and plotting their next move. They really wished they could have gotten Riza and Lia out to help them but Grumman had put them under lock down.

In the end they took to the streets preventing evidence to help clear Mustang's name calling in every ally they could. Falman sadly had to stay in the north, he sent his support and constantly called for information but he couldn't leave the North. Not with his wife on the verge of having their second child, which was several weeks late already.

Major Armstrong, Lieutenant Brosch and Lieutenant Ross joined in their crusade and helped explain to everyone they met on the streets about his innocence. They eventually came up with a theory that a mask must have been used to frame Mustang and then they told the citizens of their own stories. Of how Mustang had saved their lives. How he had changed them. It was stressful, they had rotten fruit and eggs thrown at them and got shouted abuse at them, and a long process but eventually they gained a few supporters willing to protest outside the Fuhrer's estate.

They had contacted eastern command centre and Ishval and more supporters headed down to central as quickly as possible, including Rebecca who was eager to see how Riza was doing. Ed and Winry were heading down from Resembool as well leaving their two children in the care of Pinako. Sheska raised awareness in the very many library's she frequently visited. Madame Christmas had gotten wind of their plan and sent her girls spreading the word. Most had gathered by the second day where Furey and Breda had to leave Havoc in charge of the protesting so that they could gain support with the media.

Furey headed to Radio capital who was still on friendly terms with him, whereas Breda had arranged an interview with the Amestris Times after getting a contact from Madame Christmas.

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Havoc's POV

Havoc gathered all his supporters in the City square before making the march through the streets waving the support banners and posters whilst chanting the same words.

"Mustang was framed. Justice is needed." He marched ahead of the crowd leading them through Central. He walked with pride that his legs well healthy and could withstand the long distance.

"He refused to let me die before him, so whilst he was still bleeding out he cauterised my wounds closed to stop the blood loss, and ultimately that is why I am still here today. And even after that, I became paralysed and had given up, but he was still there pushing making sure I moved forward. 'I'll leave you behind so you can catch up' he said. And then again after the promised day, he sat in the hospital refusing to cure his blindness before my paralysis was healed and I could walk again. There are not many good and honest people out there who would do what he had done for me. I know without a doubt Mustang is innocent." He had told the crowds the same story each time captivating their attention but not always gaining their support. Many feared harm from the military and other just feared Mustang. It was depressing but it was the truth.

When they finally arrived at the Fuhrer's estate they banged on the bars and banged drums trying to attract the Fuhrer's attention. By this point Riza had already left the estate but this was unknown to them. The chanting went on long into the day which wasn't too much of a problem as Madame Christmas had organised plenty of water for the protesters.

It was all going well but it didn't last.

Evening was drawing near and the protesting was fading out slightly due to the fatigue. Havoc stood at the front of the crowd still encouraging the crowd. When gunshots were heard. The shots were directed at the sky but to non-military protesters they feared for their lives and panic broke out. They ran away from the Fuhrer's house despite the protests from Mustang's loyal supporters. The panic broke out even more when a large group of MP's came out of the Fuhrer's mansion. They dragged Havoc down off the stage brutally and handcuffed him. Then shouted out loudly to the crowd so that they could be heard.

"Lieutenant Havoc is arrested under the charge of treason. Listen up protesters, any more protesting and we'll arrest you all. The Fuhrer has given us orders to us any force necessary!" The affect was instantaneous. The crowd ran screaming and shouting, shoving all the people trying to stop them like Fullmetal, Armstrong, Sheska and Rebecca. Nothing was stopping them. And like that Havoc was dragged away still shouting for the protesters to continue.

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Breda's POV

Breda was sitting sipping some awful coffee whilst the Staff set up their recorders and typewriters. He grumbled annoyed, they needed to hurry up, so he could assist the protesters.

He sighed greatly once the interview started.

The reporter Stephen Jenkins spoke calmly and simply.

"So what is your theory on the Mustang case Lieutenant Breda?"

"He's definitely being framed."

"That's a bold suggestion, what have you got to base this on?"

"It's extremely out of character for him. He's spent his entire life giving mercy to his enemies so why would he brutally murder his own family?!"

"What about his murder record in Ishval?" Breda visibly grimaced. It was inevitable that his record in Ishval would be brought up.

"At that time he was following orders-"

"But that could be placed in this scenario. What if he was under orders to murder the Fuhrer by a higher officer? Or what if his family was threatened? Would he commit the act if this was the scenario?"

Breda gritted his teeth. "He'd probably refuse if it was an order, but if his family was threated, he might have proceeded." He admitted begrudgingly. "However, that was not the case in this scenario. If it were wouldn't he have pleaded guilty in the trial. Instead he refused to change his plea from innocent, despite the fact it would have lessened his sentence! He would have just received a long prison sentence rather than the death sentence!"

"I see your point Lieutenant continue you theorys-"

The doors of the interview room were flung open and MP's flooded the room, their state issue pistols at the ready.

"Lieutenant Breda, the Fuhrer has ordered your arrest under the charge of treason." They quickly cuffed the larger man and roughly dragged him out of seat whilst he was still kicking and screaming.

"Mustang is innocent! He is! You have to publish this interview! You have to! Mustang is innocent!"

and with that he was out the door.

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Furery's POV

Furey had made sure that Maria Ross told her story before jumping in on his innocence theories. Her tale about her faked death would help improve Mustang's image. Furey and Ross had kept up a friendly relationship after the coup d'état.

After she was done he continued to speak about specific details relating the Mustang case. The whole interview going live to the public.

"The motive the papers give have no sense to it. If General Mustang wanted the Fuhrer's seat he would just have to wait a few years to gain it. Everyone knows he's Grumman's favourite. And even if he did want it so soon. Why would he attempt the assassination publically which would completely ruin his chances of getting the seat anyway."

"In addition to this, he is the flame alchemist. Why didn't he use flame alchemy in a more subtler way instead. Which leads me to believe an imposter is framing him." He pulls something out of his bag. "I have with me today a very good mask which is nearly a perfect replica of Roy Mustang's face. This could have been used to frame him."

There was a visible gasp from the Dj's who were listening in.

Furey continued despite the shocked looks on their faces. "this mask could be custom made by any mask shop in the c-"

Again MP's rushed into the Radio station. Quickly restraining Furey and dragged him kicking and screaming from the room.

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Mustang was hurriedly changing out of his prison uniform into clothes Riza had packed. Just as he placed his jacket on his shoulders a light knock came at the door and a small person walked in.

"Papa?" Lia rubbed her eyes before running towards her father. He picked her up in a tight hug and swung her around, whilst rubbing her small head of hair and kissing her forehead.

"Mama said you go away for long time." She had little tears in her eyes.

"I thought I was but I'm not going anywhere." He grasped onto her tightly before lowering her to the floor and her small hand grasped onto the Roy's finger. He had to lean down slightly so she wouldn't have to stretch. He quietly guided her out of the room to where Riza was waiting for them in the lounge.

When they emerged she was quietly talking to someone on the phone.

"Okay, okay. I'll tell Roy he'll really appreciate it. Also we've been thinking we need to get out of Central so we can plan out next move…okay, that fine. Vinny's lobby on third avenue, ground floor apartment 23." She quickly scribbled down the address on a scrap of paper. "Thank you Darwin. We'll speak soon." She quietly placed the phone down and walked towards her family.

"Darwin gave us Intel on the boys. They're being held in cell 02321 in the south wing, but security's been beefed up especially since your escape. The press has got wind of it and will be publishing the story in tonight's evening addition. However later tonight around 6 pm the prisoners will be transferred to separate higher security cell in the west wing." She looked at Roy seriously. "We have to intercept them at during their transfer, or they'll be lost to us."

Roy nodded seriously pulling the travel bag into the room. Lia grasped tightly onto Roy's pants leg.

"Papa are you going away again?" She asked nervously.

Roy squatted down to portray his message to her.

"Just for a little while. We have to go save your uncles right?" She nodded lightly and muttered an okay.

Gracia walked in carrying some clothes and blankets. She smiled sadly at them.

"You guys are going away from Central right?"

How did she know?

Roy and Riza looked at each other shocked before nodding.

"We've already stayed here too long. We're endangering you safety by staying here."

"We don't mind, you three are like family." She muttered sadly walking over to the couple. She patted Lia's head as she walked passed and placed the pile of blankets on the floor. She held her arms out wide and embraced Roy and Riza.

"At least take these with you." She held out the pile and a bag of food and Riza took it gratefully.

"Thank you, take care." And with that they left the apartment under the cover of late evening in the car heading towards the prison yet again.

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Havoc laughed as he read out the newspaper headline. "Mustang's prison escape"

So uncreative.

"The main suspect was Riza Mustang, the General's wife who had recently forced her way out of the Fuhrer's custody. Report if found." Havoc continued laughing. "Trust good o'l Hawkeye to get the job done right. We should have just done that from the start!"

"Well at least the General's safe and Hawkeye's with him."

"Yeah and they'll be on the run." Breda stated bluntly. They all knew what that meant even if it was unspoken. No one would be coming for them. Not that they minded, it was hardly likely they would receive a sentence as bad as Mustang's. A few years in prison max.

The old gates opening woke them out of their trance. The guards connected their handcuffs using chains before dragging them out of their cell.

"You're being transferred, traitors." The senior prison guard spat out. He lead the group forward whereas another guard watched them from behind.

"I prefer the justice fighter." Havoc said with a grin on his face.

"Radio head for me!" Furey chirped out.

"Mucha comida's what they call me on the streets!" Breda joined in.

"Shaddup."

They quietened down and continued walked despite the smirks on their faces.

It felt like hours by the time they reached the main foyer. When they did reach it thought there were more Prison guards waiting for them.

"We'll take over for you sir." A mid height officer with a cap firmly bent over his eyes took the chain from the fat lead guard. A female officer with a cap just as low moved behind the line of prisoners and took the chain from the other officer.

The fat guard spoke to the male before he left for his coffee break in the main staff room upstairs.

"Be on the watch at all times there's a chance that that bastard Mustang will be back to claim his subordinates. But the jokes on him, every exit in this prison is filled with officers even the staff exits." And he laughed as he wandered up the stairs.

"Heheh." The guard laughed. Recognition filling the prisoners ears. The look of hope grew on their faces and a deep smile grew on their faces as the guard lifted his cap a little.

"Too bad the main entrance is practically guard less." He smirked before placing his cap back in place.

The subordinates merely saluted and followed him as he guided them out the door. A few officers tried to intercept them but where easily stopped by a punch to the face or a pistol whip to the back of their head.

When they finally made it out of the doors, the hand cuffs and chains were quickly removed via alchemy or guns and the five of them made their escape towards the car.

"It's a great pleasure to see you again General." Havoc spoke sincerely as he ran alongside his comrades.

"Please Havoc," Roy looked at him cockily. "Who's ass do you think you're kissing?" He smirked repeating Havoc's old words. A grin grew on his face.

When they reached the car, Mustang threw the cover off it and open the driver's side and the others climbed into the back seat. Riza climbed into the passenger's side picking up Lia from the hiding place they had left her in. She placed her on her knee and pulled the seat belt around them. With that Mustang stomped on the accelerator and headed towards third avenue.

"There's clothes in the back for you to change into. I doubt prisoner uniform is that comfortable." She had a slight smile in his voice.

"Gee thanks Hawkeye." Havoc said enthusiastically getting a look at the clothes they got for them.

"Thank Gracia Hughes next time you see her."

"But we can't change here."

"Hmm why not?"

"You're watching Captain!" Furey squealed loudly.

"No, I'm not."

"Mustang's driving though." Breda tried to continue to argument.

"Please, I have no interest in seeing other men naked, when I have a beautiful wife beside me. And I'm pretty sure she doesn't want to see your bodies, when she's already seen a true Adonis's body." Roy bragged loudly. Riza elbowed him harshly in the gut, a small blush on her face.

"We're here. Vinny's lobby." Mustang said loudly. Riza nodded and placed Lia into Roy's arms before heading out.

"You can get changed now."

"Papa, where's mama going?"

"Yeah, why's Hawkeye leaving?"

"Yeah where's she going?"

"Is she leaving us?"

"I thought we were in a hurry?"

Roy sighed loudly, slightly annoyed at the constant questioning.

"She's just collecting some Intel before we leave. It'll be a long time before we're in Central again."

"From who?"

"Darwin."

"He lives in a dump like this! No way!" Breda and Havoc looked at each other in shock. The building was extremely run down with moss growing over most of it. Crows had gathered on the roof and cob webs filled the windows.

"I used to live here back when I was a private and couldn't afford to live in the dorms." Furey muttered.

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Mustang tapped his foot impatiently as Lia played with a loose piece of thread on her shirt.

"She's taking a long time."

"We are in a hurry."

Mustang lowered Lia and opened his car door hurriedly.

"I'll go check on her. If any MP's find you drive around in circles and meet us back at this location."

"Yes sir!"

Roy walked hurriedly down the rundown corridor of the apartment complex. It hardly even looked like that. It looked like a really really old hotel mixed with plantations growing on the walls.

He finally reached the room after an agonisingly long walk and was about to knock but stopped when he noticed the door was open slightly. A stream of dim light was shining through the crack. He peeped around the corner about to open the door wider but he arm fell from what he saw.

Inside, he saw Darwin's arms tightly around Riza and the two were locked in a kiss.

Roy's jaw dropped, his fist clenched tightly and he ran away as fast as he could before he did something he would regret, ignoring the heart ache and the jealously clawing at his soul.

aaaaaah please don't kill me for this cliffie

Wow it's been a while, I hardly remember what I wrote all those months ago. I guess update take longer and longer from now on, I'm catching up to all the prewritten stuff and I still haven't planned out the ending O_O

Anyway~

I'm sorry about how convenient everything seems now, but things will get worse later, so i guess enjoy it for now?

Okay thanks for reading and feel free to leave a review! Cos y'know they really inspire me to get my ass writing^^