A sword flashes towards your unprotected body, you bring up you arms in a seemingly hopeless attempt to stop the blade. Your arms turn black and when the sword hits them, pretty read sparks fly into the air. You stare at your arms in disbelief. The man stands before you scowling. "Sakura, I've turned you into a monster. How could I have been so stupid as to try and revive you just to learn how you revived Toya those six and a half long years ago."
"Who the hell are you talking to?"
"You, Sakura, do you not recognize me?"
"I've never seen you before in my life! Go away! My name isn't Sakura! Get out of here!"
"Sakura, my name is Erlic. Why do you not remember me?"
"I've never met anyone named Erlic in my life. And my name is NOT Sakura!" Your voice is low and tense as you stare at the strange man.
"If your name is not Sakura, then what is it?"
"I DON'T KNOW!" You scream at him. You entire body turns into the hard black carbon shell it just was. Your fingers are tipper by sharp looking claw-like nails. You lash out at him, slicing him open. Blood cozies from his wounds, but he doesn't die.
"That wasn't nice." He says.
"You-you monster!"
"Sakura, I'm not the monster here, you are." You slash him one more time with your claws and run outside, tripping over the edge of a too long dress. You tighten the top, but you can't help but notice the odd symbol on your shoulder. A dragon biting its tail with tiny wings above it, and a star in the center of the circle the dragon makes. You shrug finish tying the dress. With the few coins that you happen to find in the pocket, you buy a ticket to Central City. 'Why did I buy a ticket to Central? Other tickets would have cost less.' The train ride is long and stressing.
Finally, the train pulls up into Central City Train Station. You leave the train and begin to wander the streets of Central, not knowing who you are, or why you are in Central. A hand touches your shoulder gently. You turn and see a man with dark eyes and hair. He is wearing a blue uniform of some kind, and, over that, a black trench coat.
"You look lost, can I help you?"
"Ummm... o...kay..." The mysterious man takes you hand in his and leads you through the winding streets. You are even more lost than before in just a few minutes. Suddenly, a huge white building rises up in front of you. There is a green flag with a gold boarder. In the center of the flag is a dragon, but it is different than the dragon on your shoulder. The man gently pulls you through the gates and inside. "I'll find a place for you to stay. A close friend of mine –"
"Colonel!" The man cringes. "Where were you? The reports came in. I think you should look at them. I left them on your desk. Also, about ten phone calls have come in for you. I wrote down who called and their number, which is on your desk as well. I think 15 different people came to your office to talk to you. I've taken messages from them as well. Who's your friend?" You stare at her, surprised at how she had addressed him. Then you notice the uniform that she is wearing. It exactly matches that of your savior.
"First Lieutenant Hawkeye. She is a girl I found wandering lost and alone on the streets. I said you would take her in."
"YOU IDIOT! DO YOU THINK I WILL JUST TAKE IN ANY GIRL YOU HAPPEN TO FIND WANDEING THE STREETS!" She continues to yell, but you tune out her words. 'How is it that a lower ranking officer can yell at someone with a higher rank than them? And I though she was a secretary. Oh! I was saved by a Colonial!' "If anyone should help her, it should be the Fuhrer. He will be angry if something like this goes on in the military without his knowing."
"You're right! Lets go Miss!" He grabs your arm and begins to walk off.
"Not so fast Colonel!" He stops. "I'm coming with you. I know that you'll use this as a way to disappear and avoid work." She follows you and the colonel to a set of double doors. "He should be in here." The woman says. She pushes open the doors. "Fuhrer Bradley." She and the colonial both salute.
"What is it First Lieutenant Hawkeye?"
"Colonial Mustang found this girl on the streets. He suggested that I take her in."
"You? Take in a strange girl?"
"That is what I said. I told the colonial to run his idea by you first."
"Very good Lieutenant. Girl, do you have a name?" The lieutenant places a hand on your arm. Something inside you snaps. You yank away screaming.
"DON'T TOUCH ME! GET AWAY! I DON'T KNOW MY NAME!" As you leap, however, the sleeve of your dress rips, showing your bare shoulder with the odd symbol on it to the entire room.
"Fuhrer-san!" The lieutenant salutes again.
"Going so soon?"
"Yes sir. Colonial Mustang has escaped and he has a good deal of paperwork I must get him to finish." She turns and leaves.