Disclaimer: no, I don't own FMA, although I wish I did..hah.
A/n: some changes in their rankings as this was 2 years after the anime. so..
General: Hakuro
Lieutenant Gen.: Mustang
Brigadier Gen.: Armstrong
Colonel: Hawkeye
Lt. Col. : Ed (Mustang decided he was too young)
Major: Havoc
1st lt.: Fury
A soft and steady knock vibrated through the quiet halls of her apartment, it would pause for a moment, but would return to its successive and irritating sound.
Hayate was the first to reach the door, scratching it from below, and turned heels to give and early report to his master. Once in her room, the furball charged directly to a familiar spot which he recalled to be her toes.
He successfuly roused his master, who had such a pathetic look, clearly she was not a morning person. He led her to the front door, as the knocking sounds became more audible, and gave one last look to her master, before diving his nose into a small crack. She sighed and fixed herself, she would gladly shoot the person for waking her this early. Insead of grabbing her pistols, she went straight for the door, ignoring the last of its annying sounds while she bolted it open.
"Col. Hawkeye!"
He gave her a salute. It was a boy, about 15, with bright red hair matching his brown eyes. Obviously, he was wearing the military uniform, and a simple black jacket to protect him from the morning cold.
"A message from Gen. Hakuro!" He handed her a letter. "The General ordered thet you would report as soon as possible, ma'am!" He had a stern face for a such a young kid, she thought, before firing a question at the private.
"What does this concern?"
"We are strictly forbidden to give out details of the mission outside office, ma'am" He replied.
"Mission?" She asked, and he gave a swift nod before saluting her in respect, she did the same, and the boy dismissed himself.
She ripped the letter open, and sat on the kitchen table, with Hayate close to her feet. She read the hastily written piece of message, and furrowed her eyebrows, before reading it again with the quickest way possible. She finally grasped the information, and found herself running to her room for instant preparations.
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"Ahh..." Mustang muttered to the unit, who were currently doing some paperwork. It had been another boring monday, where they would sit for hours until their asses would seem to mince by themselves, and their backs being constantly racked whith lead.
"Yes, sir?" Havoc asked.
"Isn't...Hawkeye..late?" He said, while staring at the wall clock. Havoc frowned, which caused some of the ashes from his cigar to fall on hi uniform, but he didn't take notice.
"She'll be fine.." Fury said, while reading through some of hi paperwork.
"B-but! don't you think that's strange? She is never late! I bet that furry little hayate on it-"
"But sir, he's not yours" Breda interrupted, meanwhile the whole unit was staring at mustang.
"She's a big girl" Havoc started, before mustang could speak.
"And i'm sure she knows her way to our office.." Fury added.
Mustang grimmaced at his subordinate's shining faces. "I suppose.."
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"Gen. Hakuro, Sir!" Armstrong and Hawkeye saluted the general in unison, as he leaned on his desk, holding what seemed to be a profile of the two officers.
"Brigadier General Armstrong" He motioned his hand towards him. "And Col. Hawkeye."
"At ease.." He shuffled through the papers, his face stern but tired at the same time.
"I was informed of the best melee and long ranged soldiers in center" He stared at the faces of his subordinates, which was perfectly impassive.
"And I am assigning the both of you in a retrieval and assasination mission" He said while alking around his desk to fetch a couple of folders. "An empty convoy will be waiting at the foot of the stairs outside"He motioned to the window. "And all equipment will be provided." He waled towards Armstrong and handed him the folders. "The briefing" He said, and muttered a quick "Dismissed." Both saluted their officer, turned heels and exited the room.
THe truck was waiting for them outside, as the General intucted. They climed on aboard at the back, and hastily closed the lid, and turned the lights on. Armstrong flipped through the pages, as Hawkeye was checking their equipment, 'a lot of heavy stuff...', she thought.
"So..A retrieval mission, and at the same time we have to assasinate someone..." The buff man started.
"That's what he said, Sir"
"Nothing my Muscles can handle!" He snapped, and twitched. "Right..." She whispered, as the truck started to growl and move. She decided to study the notes Hakuro gave them, as she thought it was important for an easy kill, because the given information of the subject and the material were detailed. Armstrong was staring at the ceiling of the truck while she decided to inform him of their destination.
"2200 hours until we reach destination, sir" Riza eyed the files carefully, despite the heavy disturbance the truck made. "Dear me! Colonel! you should rest before we get there! at-"
"Yessir!" She stopped him before he could ramble about senseless things throughout the journey.
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Roy Mustang sat impatiently at his desk, and cursed out loud, which caused his subordinates to flinch.
"Dammit! There's nothing right about these papers that iv'e been signing all morning!" He cracked.
"Maybe we should call the Col.?" Havoc stodd up and dragged himself towards the phone, and dialed Riza'a number. "Thanks..." Mustang sighed, as he slumped on his office chair.
Havoc frowned, and replaced the reciever on the phone, "She's not there.." he reported.
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