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Chapter One---Get Up and Run
The child stopped struggling, and said: "Eh? I'm sorry mister, but I don't know what you mean…"
Führer Mustang was getting a bit angry, but there was the reason of how he transmuted with blue light floating in his mind, but it could've been some new technique, for all he knew.
The sun shone bright. No clouds in sight.
He sighed, frustrated, thinking how to put it in an easy sentence, or at least easy enough for a kid to understand. "Well, lets see…"
"What's your name?"
Roy turned and saw Hughes asking the boy for his name. Where'd he come from? Oh well…at least he's good with kids…
"Mine? Well…I really don't know mister," he replied, staring up with his innocent golden with a tint of blue eyes, an a bit of fear hidden. He turned his head away, sadly.
Hughes saw that the kid was sad, but he had a plan to cheer him up…his secret weapon. He silently pulled out a small pieces of paper from his pocket…
"Oh great…here we go…" groaned Riza and a few others realizing his 'secret weapon.'
"Hey kid, wanna see my cute little daughter? Her cute smile can make ANYONE smile! She could even make a great friend with you! See this picture? It's her hugging her favorite teddy bear that I bought myself! And this is the one with Roy….and Gracia….oh I love this one a lot! With me!" he chuckled and took a deep breath, getting ready for the next round. "This one is with someone who looked like you, 6 years ago, aw…Elysia's kissing him! That was so sweet….this one is when we went to the beach…gah! How'd this one get in here….ops…it's the picture of Roy in last year's birthday party where he—(Roy: "Ahem! --")…sorry buddy. And this is with the previous boy and his brother, Alphonse playing tag with Elysia…"
The boy's eye flew open when he heard 'Alphonse' and saw the picture with the boy that he had saw earlier that day. Who was he?
"Hughes…." Said Roy, about to snap, literally, "please just get the Steel Alchemist here to escort this boy to headquarters. We can question him there." He said while bending down to the boy's eyelevel, but the boy seemed to be avoiding his gaze. "And Riza, please help the alchemists out of the hole there." Eyeing the boy again, while Camathy purred as she snuggled in the boy's lap.
Roy got up rubbed his head.
"Führer Mustang? Did you call me sir?" asked a brown-eyed, blond-haired, teenage boy.
Roy answered by closing his eyes and pointing to the boy and said, "Escort."
Al saluted. "Yes sir…Nii-san…?" escaped his lips. What was he thinking? Did he even have a brother? He could only remember the closet person he knew most of his life was a boy like the boy before him.
"We're not sure yet, but please escort him to headquarters," replied Roy. I have to go check to see if everyone is alright, and clean up the mess. Lieutenant General Hawkeye please accompany them," Riza nodded.
They got into a military car, and drove off. The boy who everyone was now calling 'Ed,' sat tied up in the back seat, so he wouldn't escape. The Steel Alchemist seemed to be liked by Camathy too.
"So…what really is your real name?" Steel asked, hesitantly. "Mine is Alphonse Elric. And she is Riza Hawkeye. And you can call the driver Jean Havoc."
"Yo," said Havoc at the mention of his name. "'lo" was all Riza said.
Ed didn't answer. He just stared at the floor of the car. "If you tell us, your punishment won't be severe, even though you did steal, but we can help you if you have any problems," finished Riza, kindly.
Camathy got off of Al's lap and walked under a seat.
He didn't answer again. He was too busy thinking to hear anything. He knew all these people, yet he also didn't. It seemed to be in the back of his head, but he couldn't remember. Then again…maybe Ed was his real name…
"I think my name is—" he was cut off as the car came onto a sharp turn, and he fell off the seat, somehow the rope was cut loosened by his strength to stay on the seat. He got the rope off, and without thinking, he jumped out of the car.
"Gah! That damn cat!" yelled Havoc. As he stepped out of the car with a few scratches on his face. Ed realized that Camathy helped him escape, and she was already ahead of him, running away.
Hesitantly, he ran away. "Wait! Ed! Come back! We can help!" cried Riza. But Ed kept running.
"NII-SAN!" cried Al without thinking, and quickly covered his mouth, shocked. Ed turned and starred into Al's eyes, then ran into the alleyways with Camathy.
Why do I keep calling him Nii-san? It can't be him…he's…dead. And I'm not even sure if I DID have a brother... "Nii-san…" Riza who was listening said, "We have to try and catch him. Havoc, tell Roy. This is going to be hard, especially since Scar suddenly seemed to come back and is lurking every shadow."
Roy stood up. Finally, everything was back up and running. The market place seemed to already forget the event that just took place, but the phrase 'the thief was an alchemist!' kept on spreading. Could that boy possibly be Full Metal?
"C'mon men! We're going back to headquarters! You over there! You can buy that on break! Let's go!" he yelled, as the troops got into their cars and went back to headquarters, hoping for a delicious lunch when they got there…the food at the market seemed so good, it wasn't a wonder why the boy stole it from there.
Suddenly, a screeching of a tire was heard. The door of the car opened, Havoc ran to Roy looking worried, not to mention with a few cat scratches. "What's wrong Major Havoc? Lost your usual cigarette?" he laughed at his own statement. "Okay really."
Havoc, looking a bit annoyed, replied, "Well, for your information, Führer Mustang, that cat that the kid had took it and swiped at me!" he complained and pointing to his face.
"Is that all you came here to tell me?"
"Yes! I mean…no. Err…. Führer Mustang…the boy…eh…he sorta…" he started fiddling with his fiddling with his fingers, scared of the Flame Alchemist's reaction, and mumbled, "He ran away, when the cat scratched me…" then braced himself for any blow from Flame.
"Eh? That's all? I would've thought he kill everyone….but Ed wouldn't do that…I mean a boy couldn't and wouldn't do that! Heh…" he said.
"Führer, Sir, do you seriously think that he's Full Metal?" Havoc whispered.. "There was enough proof 6 years ago, to prove that he was dead. We even had a funeral ceremony."
Roy didn't answer. He needed to find the boy. Find his identity. Why oh why was it always hard? He sighed. "C'mon, get the troops again. We need to find him before Scar does…"
Ed ran as fast as he could, Camathy was almost out of sight. They curved into another alleyway, but as entering another one, Camathy and Ed were separated by a wall, a transmuted wall.
Ed panicked. Where they still after him? He thought he'd lost them in the maze of alleyways…because he would be lost if it wasn't for Camathy.
"So Full Metal, you've finally returned, eh?" said a tall figure creeping out of the shadow, pulling up his right sleeve reveling a strange tattoo.
Ed was on his knees, holding his right shoulder that connected, to nothing. His right auto-mail arm was gone. He glared at the man with the tattoo on his right arm, and asked: "Then why do you seek revenge?" The man said nothing but put his right arm on Ed's head. He closed his eyes in defeat. "Nii-san! What are you doing? GET UP AND RUN!"
Ed snapped back to reality, realizing he was indeed on his knees, with Scar's arm on his head. Was this some sort of da-ja-vu?
"ED RUN!"
He spun his head around and there was Riza and Al, standing at the other entrance to the alleyway. He was confused.
"Get out of this! All alchemist who go against God will die!" yelled Scar, as Ed began to feel sick. The hand on his head getting less comfortable by the second, his grip was also tightening. He didn't like this at all.
Gah…where'd Camathy go? Im bad at cliffies. :3
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