Ed stared at the huge building facing him. 'This is where it all started, and yet, this is where it all ends...' he thought to himself. After the loss of his brother, Ed had given up his ambition of finding the Philosopher's Stone. Even returning his body to the way it was before had lost it's appeal.
"Ed, what are you staring at?" Winry asked.
Ed stepped off of memory lane and snapped back into reality. "Ermph. Nothing.."
Ed walked up the steps, skipping one every once in a while.
"Ed, you never told me why we're here in the first place." Winry asked, while trying to keep up with Ed's quickening pace.
"You'll find out soon enough, Winry."
Ed pushed open the door. He spotted Riza and pulled her to the side. "Where's Mustang?"
"He's a couple offices down the hall but he's busy right now. There's been numerous murders and burglaries going on around Central."
"Thanks, that's all I need."
"Ed, she said he's b--" Winry said, but was quickly cut off by Ed. "I don't care."
He grabbed Winry by the arm and dragged her outside the door of Roy's office. He looked in to see him hovered over papers. He pushed open the door and Winry obeyingly followed.
"Ed, whatever it may be, I'm sure it can wait," Mustang said, in his usual calm, collective voice.
Ed completely ignored Roy's previous statement and proceeded on with his 'mission'. "What do you know about these burglaries and murders?" he questioned, very sternly.
Roy breathed a sigh and realized there was no way of getting around answering Ed's questions, considering how persistent Ed was. He pushed back his chair and began.
"From the research we've done on files and evidence, we believe it to have been done by a man by the name of Alexander Enderson. The murders are always linked with a burglary as people are always found dead either inside a robbed store or right outside of it. We think that the people were trying to stop him. One witness captured a picture of him, though it was hard to distinguish so we asked her to describe him and had one of the officials draw a sketch of him," Roy said, in an unusually relaxed way for the situation.
Ed pulled the poster from the train station out of his pocket. "This wouldn't happen to be him, would it?"
"Yes, in fact it is. That would be the same drawing our official did."
"Why didn't you put the name on the posters and why did it only say that he is wanted for burglary?" Ed asked.
"At the time, we did not know his name and we did not realize that the murders were linked. Why all these questions, and where's Al?" Roy asked.
"Nevermind that," Ed muttered.
Winry leaned in to whisper in Ed's ear. "Ed, this can't be the real reason you stopped in here. You didn't know about the burglaries until after we arrived at the train station."
Winry's statement pushed him to get to the real point of his arrival at Central. Ed sighed and pulled the pocketwatch out of his pocket. He thought about the engraving and set it on Mustang's desk. "I'm not going to be a dog of the military anymore."
Roy merely chuckled. "Very well. I won't bother questioning your intentions."
"Ed, you worked so hard for this! Why are you just giving it up? You can't do this!" Winry yelled.
"I can, and I will..." Ed said, in a mellow, yet harsh tone.