Disclaimer: I own… looks through pockets nothing from FMA

Chris: Of course you don't.

Me: What the heck are you doing here? Get back in the story.

Chris: Fine. This weirdo owns nothing.

Me: I already said that.

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After Chris and Tykell left, so did Ed and Al.

"What do you think that was about?" Al asked.

"Not sure," Ed replied. "But we should get to work."

"Now," Al said, holding a leather bound book, "all the people born in the city, that we going in, or leaving were put into this record. So, all we have to do is find those two."

"Why do we even have to look for those kids of that State Alchemist? Just because their dad wanted them back in Central doesn't mean anything," Ed said.

"Nii-san, here they are," Al said, pointing to two names on a list. "Sean and Catherine Johnson, see?"

"Okay, so they were here," Ed said. "Does it say they left?"

"No, it doesn't," Al replied. "But that girl Chris doesn't seem to be on here."

"So? She could've changed her name from Christine or something."

"Well, anyway, apparently they have everyone in the city marked down after every year or so. The next one after they came to the city was two years after. That's when the brother's name doesn't come up."

"And it doesn't say he left?"

"No. At the next one, a year later, there was no record of either of them."

"So either they both left without being noticed, or…"

"I don't think it would be possible to avoid this," Al said. "They search town so everyone gets counted."

"So then the only other possibility is that they're dead."

Several gunshots fired. The brothers both moved to a window in the city library. A group was running down the street, all yelling and wearing the same red bandana. They had had a small, frightened-looking girl with them. Another group followed. The second was a smaller one, out of which three members had animals at their sides. Chris and Bandit were leading them.

"Halt," a boy said loudly, catching the first group's attention.

"What do you want?" someone said as the first group stopped.

"You know what we want," Chris said. "Give us back Rin!"

"Chris... May Lee…" the small girl said, looking on the verge of tears.

"Bandit, go," Chris said. The wolf dog lunged forward, snarling and growling. The first group scattered and Bandit grabbed the girl, and then led her back to Chris and the others. Rin hurried to a motherly looking girl and hugged her tightly.

A boy stepped from the red-clad group. "You take her and don't even give us our member you have hostage from my group?" he said with a smirk.

Chris hurled a boy towards the other leader's feet. "There," she said, "are you happy now? If so, then it's good for you. Get out. If you aren't, still, just get out. We don't want a fight with the Gunhands, Devon."

"Oh really? Considering you took our lands out from under us, I think we should fight," Devon said.

"May Lee, you want to take Rin back?" Chris said over her shoulder. The girl Rin stood beside and took off running, holding Rin's hand.

"Now, we will be staying here," said Devon.

"Not while the North Pack is around!" someone yelled.

"Then we should just get you out," came a voice from the Gunhands.

"Draw your arms," Chris said. "Fight, make sure no blood is spilled."

The others behind her held weapons at the ready. Chris made sure she had a good grip on the two swords and stood at a fighting stance. "Let's go…" she said.

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