Hi everybody, I'm so happy right now. My parents went out and got us a dog today, He's sooo CUTE!!!! He's a welsh corgy, his only 12 weeks old and he's never been alone so his whining now that his in his own private kennel. He's adorable, He's so small but he's got such big ears... (I know I'm in one of those cutesy adoring moods most of my readers hate but I can't help it... If you saw this pup you would understand.)

Any way, Here's the chapter everyones been degging, pleading, whining, demanding, and threatening me for. So Read, Review, and enjoy

I wore a off-the-shoulder black dress up to the Headquarters the next day. My hair pulled back into a, now normal, ponytail, and my blue coat on over the whole of it. My boots looked a little odd with the dress, but they were the only shoes I had, so I had no other choice. The Brothers walked with me, both of them surprised by the outfit I'd chosen. We were going to the headquarters early at my request. When we got to the headquarters, I told them to go head and join the rest of the spectators. I needed to go relieve myself, or so I told them.

In the restroom I pulled out my white clothes from my bag and slipped out of my dress and into them. I smiled at the reflection of the young dark haired girl in the restroom mirror. She wore a white halter top that covered the important things. She also had tight sleeves that went from the lower part of her shoulder all the way to the wrists. Her unremarkable white pants were tucked into her black, combat-style, high heel boots. I turned this way and that looking at the mirror to make sure I didn't look too bad. I picked up the intricately embroidered white and silver coat. I buttoned it up and tied the silver sash in place, with my leather belt over it. I'd even brought my sword with me and put that in my belt too. I had my sword, all my knives, chalk, and my hair pulled back same as always. I stuffed my normal clothes into my bag and shoved it behind the toilet in the last stall. I strode out onto the waiting area, my head held high.

All the other would-be-alchemist were waiting in the room already. They all turned to look at me when I entered. You could have cut the tension, and the hostility, in the room with a knife. I stood my ground and held my head a little higher, eventually they all looked away and I continued into the room. No one was talking to anyone else, but I could hear some of the men murmuring to them selves. I looked around for Mustang, or Al, doubting I'd be able to see Ed in the packed room. They where nowhere to be found, I wondered if they hadn't been allowed to come see the alchemy tests. A tall, dark, scary looking man entered the room, he was wearing a fancier version of what I'd seen Mustang in, and called attention to himself.

"Alright, Men," His voice filled the room, and his eyes fell on me. I'd taken a place close to the door, "and lady, we're pleased to see you could all make it. Please follow me. As you all know we're going to have you perform alchemy for use to see if you're fit for the position as a State Alchemist. Let's go we don't have all day." He marched down the hall and outside, I managed to be one of the people who followed right behind him. My eyes almost popped out of my head when I saw the area we were using, it was a landscape all to itself.

An equally dark man, with an eye patch and a sword was waiting patiently for us, with a crowd of officers. I was able to pick out Grumman from the other Brigadier Generals, "Good afternoon all of you." The Eye patched man smiled kindly at all of us, "As you can all see, we've set up a nice area for you all to show off your skills. I believe everything you'll need is here. We'll begin alphabetically…"

I turned to a man standing next to me, "Excuse me," He looked at me a little surprised, "Who is that man?" I pointed absently at the man with the eye patch.

His surprise doubled, and his jaw dropped, "That's Fuhrer President King Bradley."

"Is that someone important?"

His jaw dropped another two feet, "only the leader of our free nation."

"Oh." I turned and looked back as I watched the first ten people take their turns. None of them were especially impressive, I kept my smile to myself through shirr will-power alone.

"Dalka Hesperus," Called one of the men in uniform.

"Here!" I raised my hand and jogged forward. I was half aware of the shocked stares when the men as they realized the girl they'd been so openly mean to was related to the Flying Alchemist. "Sirs." I gave the officers a little bow. Grumman winked at me silently, I risked a little smile back.

"Alright Miss Hesperus, What do you have for use to day?"

"Have?" I tilted my head to one side.

King Bradley smiled kindly, "Just show us some alchemy and try your best."

I nodded something inside me told me I couldn't trust the kind looking man in front of me. I marched up to a clearing in front of the landscape. I took a deep breath and drew my sword. I traced a general transmutation circle into the ground. I closed my eyes, swatted down and touched the circle. The earth around me moved and the next thing I knew I was fifty feet above the grounds. As I re-sheathed my sword I looked around. I saw the blue dots that were the officers, the multi-color small group that was the other want-a-bes, and a larger multi-colored group. Those had to be the spectators, I recognized a red figure standing next to a much larger shiny figure. Good, I thought, they're able to see.

I unbuttoned the top of my coat and slipped out of it, not removing my sash and belt to let the tails of the coat flow around me gracefully. I tied the arms of my coat around my waist to keep it out of the way, and let my hair down. I touched my hands together and wrapped my arms around myself, touching my shoulder blades. I imagined my bones becoming hollow, the rest of the bone going to my shoulders. The skin and muscle, in my mind, reshaping over the bone, and the hair from all over my body going over the new skin, changing the shape of it into feathers.

I folded my wings close to my body, nobody had seen them yet. I stepped up to the edge of the platform I'd made myself earlier and looked down at everyone, my hair tangling in the wind. The ground was edged with a white line that was snow, it was picturesque. I took my finally step and watched as the ground rushed towards me.

Some one screamed as I fell, but I almost couldn't hear it as the rush of the wind filled my ears. I snapped open my wings at the last minute and skimmed the earth as I glided towards the officers, barely three feet off the ground. I pumped my wings and gained height before I reached the officers. I stole one of the tall officers' hats as I pasted over their heads. I somersaulted in the air and dropped the hat on the head of the same man. I skirted the area the tips of my wing grazing the ground as I turned. I rushed past the want-a-bes, and headed towards the larger crowd. Ed was standing at the very front of the group, perfect placement. I picked him up as I flew by, his frame was surprisingly thin compared to what I'd thought. He yelled at me angrily, I looked down and smiled at him. "Calm down, I promise I won't drop you." He paled, apparently he hadn't thought of that. I gained more height, "May I suggest you close your mouth before you sallow a bug?"

I made a broad circle before aiming to drop Ed off where I'd picked him up. "Ed when we get closer to the ground get ready to hit the ground running. It'll be easiest on your body," I yelled down at him, looking forward. I grazed the ground just far enough off not to drag Ed. I felt his feet hit the ground, he was running with me. I dropped him and kept going. I gained height once more time, this time as much of it as I could. I hovered in place watching the city; it was beautiful from up here. A light dusting of snow covered everything still, it made me realize Christmas was only a month and a half away. Which meant thanksgiving wasn't long from now. I looked down at the testing area, I could see the blue group that had to be the officers, and smiled. Now for the big finale. I dropped into a dive, folding my wings closely to my body. Wind rushed past me, and the Earth was coming up fast. Twenty feet above the ground I snapped open my wings and back winged, I stopped short of three feet off the ground. I hovered for a minute above the group of officers. I touched my hands together and hugged my back again. My body going back to the way it was supposes to be. I dropped onto the ground in a kneeling position, and stood up slowly.

All of the officers except Bradley looked very surprised. The man who's hat I'd taken was wearing it disheveled, another man one with glasses had them falling off his face his eyes wide, and another had completely dropped his clipboard. Grumman was grinning so widely I was concerned that his face would split in half. I transferred my weight and put a hand on my hip, "I hope that was impressive enough," I smiled.

Bradley started laughing, "Young lady, I've never seen anyone do anything like that." He took my hand and shook it heartily, "Most impressive. But I hardly expected anything less from Fin Hesperus's granddaughter. Greatness must run in the family."

I lost my smug expression and starred a little shocked at him, "I suppose you could say that." I pulled out of his grip, "Thanks… I guess." I turned to walked away, my skin was crawling from Bradley's touch. I wiped my hand on my pants hoping to get rid of the feeling.

Grumman caught me before I'd gotten too far, "That was really good Dalka. I haven't seen anyone fly like that since your grandfather. You were like a real angel," I smiled and started to walk away.

"Miss. Hesperus," one of the men called out. I paused and turned towards him, "You can leave if you'd like, we'll contact you."

I bowed and strolled away pulling my coat on against the cold. The want-a-be-alchemists parted before me as I walked through them. Many of them were whispering to each other. I was almost through all of them when a large muscular man stepped in my way. "You think your so good don't you, little girl?" He sneered at me.

I looked up at him without saying anything.

"Well? Are you going to speak up, or are you too scared?"

"Sir," I blinked lazily, "I just made a dive from at least five hundred feet. If you think I'm scared of you tell me how the Hell I just did that." I raised an eyebrow and crossed my arms.

"You arrogant little bitch." He cussed at me.

"No, sir, I'm afraid you're mistaken. I am not a dog."

He clichéd his fists, "I'll kill you."

"Don't you know fighting during these test is automatic suspension?" I raised both my eye brows.

The man pulled back his fist, the men behind me had closed the pathway behind me. "Hold it right there," Some one behind him ordered, "Lay a finger on that girl's head, and all that will be left of you is ash." The man turned, Mustang was standing directly behind him, fingers ready to snap. Hawkeye and Havoc flanking him, guns drawn.

"Sir, if you not going to take anything else I say to heart, at least trust me on this." I said, "That's Roy Mustang, the Flame Alchemist, I think it would be smart for you to do what he says." I heard the man's teeth grind, before he relaxed his fist and stepped out of my way. I hurried over to Mustang and the others, "Took you long enough," I said under my breath.

"Just wanted to look heroic," He replied, equally quiet. "Thank you, sir," He said louder, "I think the officers are waiting for the rest of you to pay attention to the test." He pointed at the field. Sure enough, the officers looked annoyed, as though they'd been waiting for a while. Mustang took that moment to drag me off. "Kid, you got to be more careful. It's dangerous to go through a bunch of men you just embarrassed the hell out of."

Ed and Al choose that moment to show up, "Dalka that was amazing!" Al said as he and Ed came even with me, "How did you know you could do that? And why didn't you tell us what you were going to do?"

"Yeah," Ed added, "I could have used a little warning. That's the least you could have done."

I smiled, "I wanted to surprise everyone." That was the only answer I gave them, I didn't need to say anything else. I pulled away from the group and headed back towards the headquarters, but Mustang tried to stop me.

"Where are you going?"

"I happen to think that is none of your business." I walked into the headquarters and made a beeline for the Ladies room, I could hear Mustang still following me. I turned on him just before the door way, "Sorry, sir, you're not allowed in here."

"What?" He exclaimed taken back.

I pointed at the sign on the door, "This is the ladies room."

He blushed brightly, "Uh right, cough, cough Hawkeye keep an eye on her, would you." I laughed and strolled in as Hawkeye pushing Mustang away from the door. I hurried into the last stall, closing and locking the door before Riza could follow me in there. I changed into my dark clothes and put my things back into my bag. As an after thought I transmuted my combat boots into finer furry boots. I was more comfortable afterwards. I flushed the toilet and went to the sink, washing my hands as Riza starred in surprise at me.

"Where did you get that?" Mustang asked when I came out of the restroom, his eyebrows in his hairline.

I raised an eyebrow too, "I… wore it… here."

"Okay, what ever you say," Mustang led the way to a car and told us to all climb in, there was just enough room for all of us, if Havoc rode in the very front. "How did you do that?" He asked as soon as we took off.

"Do what?" I tilted my head to one side, confused

"The wings…" Mustang glared at me.

"Ohhhh….I transmuted bits of bone, muscle, skin, and hair from where it was to my back, and then shaped into what I need it to do." I blinked wondering why he needed to know.

"You better be prepared to use that on other people," He leaned back in his chair sounding angry.

"I don't think I can," I said worried.

"What?" Mustang sat up.

"I can't do it."

"You're not going to have I choice, you'll be ordered to make other people like that," Mustang looked at me.

"No I mean I can't. I am physically unable to do that to another person."

"Explain." Mustang ordered.

"I think my body's different, some way, some how, my body is just a little different then other people's. That's how it can with stand the strain of the transmutation. It's how I come, in your office, I couldn't breath. Why I had to, I guess, through my self out your window. I have to go through some air current every, I think, twenty four hours, I can't live with out it." I tried to explain but it sounded crazier then I wanted it to. "I think the current refresh the air in my lungs in some way. That makes my body stronger and weaker at the same time. All someone has to do lock me away in an interior room and I die, but even the slightest breeze can save my live and make me stronger, for a brief period of time."

Mustang got a look as though he were thinking about something, "That would explain how you were quick enough to get past me, and open the window before I could stop you."

I nodded, "Some how that same need for fresh air, is also evident in another oddity about me…" I had to tread softly here, "When I was locked up, and again when I was with Hawkeye and the Brigadier General, my shoulders ached like there was something wrong with them. For some reason it wasn't like that when I moved in with the Rockbells and the day I met Ed. I think the reason I haven't felt that way again, it because of my work outs."

They all gave me an odd look.

"Every morning before anyone else woke up, I'd go for a jog, and then practice my sword until breakfast." I explained, "I think the exercise was a way for my muscles to get the full work they needed. With out it I would have been in a lot more pain."

Ed and Al exchanged looks and turned to Mustang who looked like he wanted to be ill. "In a way…" He started sounding odd, almost angry, "that makes a strange sort of sense."

I looked out the car window, "Hey, I just thought of something." I turned back to Mustang, "Why did you pick us up? And where are you taking us?"

Ed and Al looked at Mustang expectantly.

Mustang was taken back again, "Uh… well… After the way that man intercepted you, you didn't except me to let the three of you walk home. If I had the lot of you could have died, and just think of the paper work I would have had to go through." The car slowed and stopped in front of the Hughes house. Mustang opened he door and climbed out, "We'll be by later. Dalka, I suggest you get some more durable clothes" He raised an eyebrow at my skirt. I shot a glare at him in return. Ed and Al climbed out, almost falling on top of one another, and I did my best to do the same, gracefully.

"Roy," I smiled my best sweet and sour smile, "Next time I see you I hope you've removed that stick you seemed to have shoved up your…"

"Dalka," Riza interrupted, "When you've joined the military, you won't be able to say such things to you superiors." I pouted at her, but didn't finish my sentence.

"Fullmetal, Alphonse, Hesperus," Mustang saluted us, Ed saluted back, but I turned on my heel and walked away. I reached the front door before Mustang stopped me. "HESPERUS!"

I turned and looked down at him, from the Hughes stoup.

"I'll be back, and next time I salute you I expect you will have to return it." He had a smirk that could have spread across have the town on his smug face. I felt my nose crumple in anger, I did the only thing I could think of. I stuck out my tongue and rushed into the house. Think back on it, it wasn't the most dignified thing I could have done. It probable would have been a better thing if I'd coolly glared at him before walking calmly into the Hughes house. All afternoon, I couldn't get my mind off of the way Mustang laughed as I slammed the door behind me.

I hoped you all liked that, I took me three hours to write it. Next chapter will be out tomorrow. Don't forget to review, and if any out you have any GOOD original names to suggest for my new puppy I'd love to hear them.

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