More to be Lost

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Opening his eyes, Colonel Mustang looked at his clock. "Shit!" he said, crawling out of his bed. "I'm late..." he quickly changed into his uniform, and left his neat, tidy apartment. He got in his car, and then, sighing, he drove off. He parked his car in the parking lot, which seemed unusually empty.

He got out of his car, and walked himself out of the parking lot. He walked into the building, and looked around. Nobody was in sight. "Is today a holiday or something?" he asked himself. Shrugging, he took out the keys to the office door, and slid the key in, turned it, and opened the door.

The next thing Roy Mustang saw, changed his life forever. When he thought he had lost everything...he was wrong. One thought ran through his head as he looked around the office. "What have I done?" he whispered. Roy fell to his knees. What he saw in the office, was Havoc, Breda, Feury, Falman, and Armstrong (as he would any day of the week). One thing was slightly different about them. They were dead. It seemed as though they were shot, and then, when they tried to defend themselves, strangled. Blood, papers, and bullets were all around the room. The scent of the blood made Roy gag, and it wasn't helping him at all. He was choking on tears, on his knees, head on the ground, crying. He looked up from the ground.

There, before his very own eyes, was his beloved first lieutenant. "H-H---HAWKEYE!" Roy asked hysterically. She was lying in a pool of blood, with a dead Black Hayate cradled in her arms. Stirring, she got up, and put a hand to her head. When her eyes opened, they were gray and lifeless. Mustang gasped. It can't be...What have I-- Mustang began thinking, as he stared at Riza's gray eyes. She looked at him. "Y---you..." she said. "What are you doing here!"

Roy looked confused and sad at the same time. "Riza...what's happened?"

"What?" she asked. Then, she looked all around her. Gasping, she backed away. "D-did I---?"

Mustang definately noticed a difference. She was wearing black. A black skirt and shirt (like Envy's outfit). Her nails and toenails were black, and her eyes were gray. Her hair was much longer, and left down, instead of clipped up. Still, without a doubt, this was the late lieutenant Hawkeye. Now he was sure of it. It all made sence. The colonel had made a terrible mistake.

"I can't believe I was so foolish as to try something so incredibly stupid!" Roy shouted to himself, crying hysterically as he did so. Hawkeye looked at the dead Hayate in her arms, and gasped. The dog was bloody, and his eyes were rolled backwards, his tounge was sticking out. It was a most gruesome and graphic image, and Riza just stared at her creation with those gray eyes, as they widened. "Where am I? Who am I? Why do you seem so...familiar...who are you?" she looked around, there was blood everywhere, and she was scared and confused.

Nonetheless, she was one of them. She was an artificial human being. One of the homunculi. No doubt about it. "This whole mess...the death of all these people...that's..." Roy started, but was cut off.

"Equivelent exchange, colonel..." said a voice.

Roy's face cringed. "Who's there?" he asked.

A figure swooped in from what seemed like thin air. "This is all your fault, and now she has to suffer like the rest of us! You should have let her rest in peace, colonel! But instead, you were selfish, and you tried to give her another chance, therefore, creating an artificial version of the very person you tried to bring back. And now, she's coming with me, and we will all explain to her about what's going on. You can stay here and sulk, but we're leaving."

Roy's eyes narrowed. "We? Then that makes you..."

"Yes that's exactly correct! My name is Greed, and I am indeed one of the homunculi!" he answered for him.

Mustang snickered, almost excitedly. "Damn, I love being right." he said, getting up, but shaking. "So, Mr. Greed...what have you and your oh-so-brilliant pals planned for Hawkeye?"

"Hawkeye? Oh, no...not anymore..." Greed laughed. "What's so funny?" Roy shouted. "Nothing..." said Greed. "Nothing at all..." with that, Greed grabbed Riza's arm, and was somehow gone. Roy looked around---nothing. "Damn him..." he sighed. "Where the hell could he have---"

He gasped.

"Maybe...maybe he went to lab five...Yes. That's where the last report was, so that means they HAVE to be there!" Roy stood, and limped out of his office, stopping at the door and turning around. He raised his arm, and tapped his right hand to his head. "I'm sorry...I truly am..." he saluted them, and left. As he ran, tears streaked down his now miserable face. "I might have lost Hughes...I might have lost Havoc...I might have lost Falman, Breda, Feury, and even Armstrong..." he started. "But, Damn it, I'm NOT losing Riza!"

"Who are you? Why am I here again?" asked a very confused Hawkeye. Bending down, Greed smirked. "Can I ask you a question, hunny?"

Hawkeye looked up, eyes narrowed. "Yes?" she said through gritted teeth.

"Who are you?" he smiled

"I'm Elizabeth Hawkeye, last I checked." she said. Greed shook his head. "Poor thing..." Riza's eyes grew wider "What do you mean 'poor thing'!" she shouted. "You are no longer 'Elizabeth Hawkeye'...you're dead!" he finished with a smirk. "T-that's impossible!"

"Nuh uh...look deep into your memory..." said Greed. Riza thought, and thought. She gasped. "I remember! I tried to save the colonel...and somebody shot me..." she said. Greed smirked. "Yeah...you could say that..."

Hawkeye looked at her hands, moved them around a little, then asked, "So...how am I still moving? OH NO! Don't tell me I went to hell! I was ORDERED to kill those people! Aw, crap! Who are you supposed to be, this so-called devil!" she frantically questioned. Greed's eyebrow twitched. "No, I'm not the devil..." he said. Riza sat back in a relaxed position. "That's right, you said your name was Greed, correct?"

He nodded. Riza closed her eyes, stretched, and stood. "Okay. Well then, Greed, Where am I and why do I still have flesh, blood and bones if I'm not in hell?"

Greed laughed. "What now?" Hawkeye asked. "Gee, can't I laugh for no reason every once in a while?" Greed said defencively. "...No..." answered Hawkeye. Greed sighed. "Okay, here's what's going on..."

He sighed again, and sat. "You did die. However..." he started.

"Someone brought you back..." said another voice. Riza and Greed looked up, and then, there was suddenly another figure on the floor, facing them. "The same thing happened to all of us...don't you see? We aren't monsters...we aren't human. We aren't really anything..."

"Lust..." said Greed.

Hawkeye looked at both of them in confusion. "Lust?"

Lust nodded. "You see..." she started. "We used to be people. Normal human beings. Something horrible happened, and we died. Our loved ones obviously couldn't live without us, and tried to summon us back from the dead. It didn't work, and now we're artificial human beings the humans call 'homunculi'. As for you, well, somebody must have wanted you back, and the same happened to you. Greed, here, saw you. He saw you slautering all those people."

Riza gasped, and her lifeless eyes filled with horror. "N--I didn't kill them! I would nev--"

"Yes, you would. And you wouldn't even know it...that's what it means to be a homunculus, Elizabeth..." Greed said. "And it's my job to watch over you." he finished. Hawkeye looked up at him. "No! That's not who I am! There's no way I could possibly be a---"

Greed slapped Hawkeye's shoulder. "Yes you are! Accept your fate!"

Riza turned around, and her expression got madder. "I can't believe this! It's a bad dream! It's a damn nightmare!"

"No, Elizabeth..." Lust started.

"DON'T CALL ME THAT, DAMN IT! YOU DON'T EVEN KNOW---" she started once more, but was cut off by a nail extending and poking her right shoulder.

"NO IT'S NOT! Not anymore...now you are one of us, and you had better accept it, because this is one nightmare you'll never awaken from..." Lust said, smirking. Riza stood, staring at one of Lust's nails. It was just poking the back of her shoulder. "Is this a threat? I thought homunculi can't die..."

Greed started laughing. "Then maybe you should look at where she's aiming that thing." surprisingly enough, Hawkeye looked at the back of her shoulder where the nail was skimming. She gasped. "I am...a homunculus..." she said, eyes wide. "Now..." said Lust, retracting her nails. "Would you like to know who did this to you, Elizabeth?"

Riza looked back at Lust. "...yes." she said, clenching her fists. Lust smirked.

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Now what? What'll happen next! Well, just press the damn button to chapter three and find out! D'uh!