"Alright, we'll sleep here tonight because CaptureI'm not moving another inch." Mi told them.
"We need to keep looking for him! We can't stop now!" Ed shouted.
Mi sat down stubbornly and squinted at him. "I'm not moving and you can't make me!
"Fine. Whatever. Let's just get some sleep." Ed said.
"It's a nice break, brother. I'm tired too. Mi is right we've done enough for today." Al replied.
So, they stopped for the night under a large oak tree. Mi was asleep in five minutes and Ed soon followed. Al was still awake thinking about the day. They do so much and they get little in return. You'd think they get tired of doing this and looking for the Philosopher's Stone. He fell asleep thinking about it.
Then about midnight the wind began to blow. Mi sat up and climbed to the top of the tree. The wind felt good and her auto mail was still warm. As she climbed down she heard a rustle in the tree's and was snatched up by someone.
That someone was a man wearing a huge opal necklace around his hand. He had flowing brown hair pulled up in a ponytail. He had big muscles and seemed to carry her with great ease. She knew this man was an alchemist. What if this is one of the physic killers; I can't produce alchemy. He has my hands tied. I'll just wait till he let's go of me and strike!
(Back at camp) Ed sat up and looked around he saw only Al and Armstrong. Where is Mi? She was here when I went to sleep, but now she's gone. Maybe she's up in the tree? Ed climbed up the tree to find Mi wasn't there. He checked all the place she could be and she wasn;t anywhere to be found.
"Al, wake up. I can't find Mi.' Ed whispered.
"Wha… What do you mean you can't find her she's right her…." Al turned to Mi wasn't right there.
They began to search frantically everywhere. " Where could she be, brother?" Al asked.
' I think I have an idea." Ed replied, anger in his voice.
(Back with Mi) The man took Mi to a small clearing and set her down, but before she could react he ripped off her auto mail arm. White-hot pain seared through her body. Now she couldn't do alchemy if she tried. He put her arm down three feet away as if taunting her.
"This should keep you from using alchemy," he told her.
"Your sick. I can't believe what your doing."
"Don't worry you won't have to deal with me for long," he told her.
