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Chapter 2:
its..s..s..s nice to meet you
Ed looked at the chaos sprawled out before him. Three buildings where up in blaze and where crackling away merrily, a few people were nursing superficial wounds, and the street was shattered brutally. He rubbed his head as Al was looking over at a box of kittens by the side of the road.
"Brother! The kittens are okay!" Al smiled happily and lifted the box up to his brothers face. Ed swatted them away abstractly.
"Al...we got a few bigger problems then the welfare of kittens.."
"What can be more important then the sweat, furry, lovableness of kittens!" Al said, as a kitten sat on his head purring happily.
Ed just frowned angrily and turned around. Clapping his hands, he sent a jolt of raw energy through the ground. It wound through the impact crater, and over the house, spreading its spider webs of energy over the fire. When the light grew dim the houses where whole again and the fire gone. Ed wiped a bead of sweat off his head and turned around, beaming.
"Bet your kittens cant do t..ARGH!" Ed yelled, as a particularly protective kitten leaped out of Al's arm and began to scratch Ed's face up.
"Brother!" After a few tense seconds Al managed to pry the kitten off his brothers face and placing it back inside his iron body with the other purring kittens. Ed nursed the scratches before turning back, a conveniently placed bandage on his forehead.
"Okay..where did that guy go?" Ed said, before being trampled underfoot by a platoon of Military soldiers. Ed opened his eyes to see the smiling face of lt. Mustang.
"Almost didn't see you their full metal" he sneered, a faint smile playing on his face before the inevitable.
"WHO ARE YOU CALLING SO SMALL THAT HE CAN FIT THROUGH THE CRACKS ON THE STREET!" Ed bellowed angrily, his hair raising like a cats. Mustang only gave him a nod before turning away.
"Come on full metal, I could do this all day, but we have work to do." Mustang walked off, Hawkeye helping Ed up before quickly running off to help Mustang, who was inspecting the blood smeared wall.
Just under them, the villain of the story was swimming through god knows. He wiped a can out of his hair before pulling himself over the edge of the sewers. He dried his clothes off using alchemy and got up, wiping the dried blood off his face. He looked around, no light. He slipped his sunglasses off, and suddenly everything was a vivid red reddish color. Ivan smiled as he ran through the pitch blackness, sloshing through puddles. Suddenly, a patch of heat appeared in front of him. He heard gunshots, screams, and the thump of bodies hitting ground. Finally he heard a short groan and a splash. He looked down. Bodies of soldiers floated down, knife stabs through their neck and head. He grabbed a floating gun and checked its clip. It was full.
"Weird.." he thought "thought I heard a gun so.." Ivan stopped, he looked down, a girl was floating by on the water, her blonde hair plastered with blood and sewer scum. Gently scooping her out of the water he set her down. He slipped two fingers over her neck. Her blood was cold as ice, but he could feel a heart beat. He looked down at a wound on her arm, a gunshot just over her heart. He pressed his palm over the cold wound. Little spindles of energy ran down his right arm and over her wound. He picked her up and slung her over his shoulder. He needed to get somewhere warm, she was obviously an enemy of the state, and she is at least an ally. He walked deeper into the sewers, the metallic clack of his boots echoing deep into the still darkness.