The new breed
Al's P.O.V.
I sat by my brother. The tree we sat at was hollow and Ed could almost fit in it. I told him to get out of there before he squished his whole body. He said no and that he was comfortable. We were working for the militariy. They had sent us on a goose chase after a young man named Roy who had seemingly left all of the militariy abruptly. He was a sworn leader. His moves had very much surprised me. But all of a sudden, the tree started to move! I tried to grab Ed by the leg but I missed and he fell to the ground. It seemed like there was no hope for us. I ran to get help but heard from none. I would have to cut the tree down! But my sword was old and battle worn. Hopefully it could hold up one more time!
Ed's P.O.V.
Al was being a moron. Making the situation look like it could cost my life. I told him to relax but still, he had to try and be the big hero. I guess i could be nice and let him. So when he came down on the tree, i wouldnt have to hear as many complains cause i asked fer help. I then fell to the ground and me and Al were on our way. We were heading to central first. It seemed to be Roy Mustangs kinda place. When we enterd the huge city, we say all sorts of people. We now figured out finding Mustang would be better said than done.