Detective Havoc

By THE Emu

Sup, this story is a weird mix of FMA and Crime Scene Investigation (CSI), although no people from CSI are in the story. This is my first fic and I was a little weird and hyper so have fun! Also this takes place after the season ends.

Disclaimer: I don't own CSI or FMA in any way shape or form.

Chapter 1

Riza Dies

"So… it looks like she was shot from behind." declared Detective lieutenant Jean Havoc, holding a cigarette loosely between his lips. Jean Havoc was detective lieutenant for the town of Ishbal. Ishbal is a ghastly place to live, it is like the slums of New York, there is a war going on and there are lots of Homicides, suicides, and numerous other crimes. Jean was also observing some blood spatter on the wall when his vision was quickly thrown out of focus by the rapid flashing of a camera flash.

"Oh hey Darrel, how are you?" said Havoc turning around and noticing his old time friend.

"Good, thanks, sorry did I throw off your vision?" replied Darrel. Darrel has been Havoc's friend since high school, and they went to College together. He is the same age as Havoc but only 5'6 inches tall, he has black hair, cut in a slightly long buzz cut. Darrel continued to photograph the crime scene while Havoc spoke to a nearby Police Officer.

"So do we have any witnesses?" asked Havoc in a slightly annoyed tone.

"Yes only one, but I don't know if his testimony will hold up in court." Responded the Cop.

"Why not? Asked Havoc

"Well, it seems that the only reason he saw what happened here was because he was peeping in on our dead friend over there." Said the Cop

"Oh great, a crime with little forensic evidence and a pervert for a witness." Said Havoc letting out a huge sigh "well where is he?"

"He is outside to the right with The Fuhrer" said the Cop

"The Fuhrer? What is he doing here?" asked Havoc

"Well, the dead girl over there is Riza Hawkeye, Brigadier General for the military." Answered the cop

"Yes I know but still it makes no sense to me, he only shows up when he might be involved." Replied Havoc

"Anyway do you know her?" asked the Cop.

"Yes I do, I was her subordinate in the military." said Havoc

"You used to be a lieutenant in the military?" asked the cop

"Yes I used to be but now I am a General"

"Well it looks like Brigadier General Havoc now, also I don't appreciate being called a pervert General" said a familiar voice from the doorway. "Long time no see sir, how have you been?" asked Havoc saluting the familiar figure

"At ease General and good thank you for asking. Also I wasn't peeping I was observing Riza, I suspected someone of following her for some time but I could not prove anything so I started to follow her, making sure but I saw nothing and could not see this coming and I see the fault as my own." declared the mysterious voice...

To be continued...