To Thine Own Self Be True
Chapter 29 - Reasons Beyond Belief
Mustang used his alchemy to carefully knock out some foot and hand holes in the large wall. One he reached the top, he looked over and saw Hawkeye climbing the gate. He smiled to himself once he relised what she was doing.
"Thank you Riza..."
He smiled as she began her way across the lawn to cause a distraction. On the other side of the house, Hawkeye was indeed running across the lawn. It was a HUGE house and a twice as huge yard. She slowed down to a casual walk as she began walking up the walkway to the door. Once on the porch, she just stared. This was the place Mustang wanted to live in. Well, not so much 'want to' live in, as the place he was 'going to' live in should he of become Fuhrer. She sighed as the realization of the loss of his dream. She pocketed her pistol, well, had to place it in her pants since she had no pockets, and knocked on the door. She waited and wait, and finally the door was opened by an old man in a tux.
"Yes?"
"I'm looking for Bradley."
"One moment please."
The man left, his eyes never once opened. Soon, the he returned.
"You may enter."
Hawkeye took a deep breath and smiled, even though the man's eyes were closed.
"Thank you."
This wasn't what she expected. Once inside, she could see their was a party going on. A little boy named Selim's 10th birthday. She looked across and saw the Fuhrer handing a brightly wrapped package to the small boy.
"Thank you daddy!"
"Of course."
The Fuhrer smiled as the boy opened it. It was an electric train. The boy got all excited.
"Thank you, thank you, thank you!"
The exclaimed as he began to play with the toy. The Fuhrer continued to smile, then he noticed Hawkeye. He excused himself from the party and walked over.
"Lieutenant?"
"Sir..."
He noted her unusual outfit.
"What brings you here?"
"Well, it's Mustang..."
"Oh..."
Hawkeye didn't know how much time she needed to stall for.
"He's in Central City and..."
The Fuhrer looked at her strangely. Hawkeye felt like he was seeing through the plan. Just then, a noise was heard elsewhere and Hawkeye smiled.
"Roy is here to take your life."
Hawkeye smiled as the noise happened again. The party-goers panicked.
"Evacuate!"
The Fuhrer yelled as his family ran from the house screaming.
"And as for you, take her into custody!"
A large man walked up and used a rope to cuff Hawkeye's hands behind her back. Then, as the Fuhrer ran off to the sound of the noise, Hawkeye was removed and placed into one of the cars holding the Fuhrer's family. They looked at her strangely. And she just stared at them.
'They probably have no idea...'
She thought about the Fuhrer being Pride. Back inside the house, the Fuhrer, from now on known as Pride, ran down the stairs and into a cellar room. The door was opened and when he walked in, the door closed behind him. Pride looked behind him and a transmutation circle is formed, sealing the door shut indefinitely.
"You betrayed the military."
Pride turned around to see Mustang.
"You betrayed me by coming here on my son's birthday!"
"Your a homunculi! What you did to this country and the people who live here..."
The spoke to each other in harsh voices.
"I've helped this country. Brought peace and...-"
"I don't care what you've done. Because everything you've done was all just to get the philosopher's stone."
"Humans don't deserve the stone! It will corrupt them..."
The stared at each other with hatred in their eyes.
"We homunculi want the stone so we can save the humans from themselves."
"No, you want it to become stronger and more powerful."
Mustang rose his hand and got ready to snap.
"In here? This room is small, your powers are limited."
Pride laughed. Mustang snapped and threw an attack at Pride, then another. And soon, an explosion occurred. Pride began to fight back as Mustang attempted to defend and fight. Then, he noticed the eye patch on Pride. It had a red glow to it. Then, the patch disappeared revealing a red glowing orb. When ever Mustang attempted to attack, Pride s one step ahead. Pride's eye lets him see all possible outcomes of a situation so he can predict an opponents move before it even happens. Pride had the advantage.
'I'm fighting a loosing battle.'
Mustang thought as he stood back. The flames in the room illuminates his face. A few cuts and scratches. Pride was fine. Fires are now raging the Fuhrer's house, with Mustang as the main cause of the blaze. Mustang is winded and wounded as Pride walked from the flames. He is a regenerating copse. Then, with a quick strike, he impales Mustang's shoulder with his saber.
"I know you want to become Fuhrer! But it will never happen. You are now officially an assassin. You'll never reach your goals now!"
Pride laughs and Mustang stumbles backwards holding his shoulder.
"I did this as a promise to a friend of mine. You know, the one you had killed because he got to close to the truth... Brigadier General Hughes!"
Pride scowls at the name and Mustang attempts to snap but relises his gloves have been badly damaged and don't work anymore.
A/N - Hold on, let me check something... Yes... I do believe this is the longest Fanfiction I've ever written! YES! I've done it! I've surpassed all my expectations! You know what this means... finish this story, I'll write a special story, just for all my loyal readers out there in FF.N world. So in your review, please give me suggestions. I'll read them all, I always do, and I'll pick the best ones and give you credit. (Is very, very, very, VERY happy!).
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