Going Full Circle
Chapter 6: Convicton
Disclaimer: I dont own Fullmetal Alchemist. But I can wish right?
Ok. We left off withKerissa, Ed and Al making it to Central (finally!). And Radford being...eaten by Gluttony. Ok lets begin! Oh. And I changed the thinking thinga-ma-bober. It's now this: '. Ok. Continuing on.
"Edward Elric! Get off the train!"Kerissa screamed at Ed tugging on his left arm.
"Now way in hell!" he shouted back.
"Oh come on! They cant be THAT bad!"she shouted enlisting Al's help with Ed's right arm. When they arrived at the station, for one reason or another, Ed had refused to get off the train. So now, Kerissa and Alwere trying their best to tug him off before the train departed.
"Mr. Elric. Would you please exit the train." said a voice from behind them. Kerissa looked over her shoulder to see a very, very tall man who was practically bald and had a blond mustache. He was wearing a military uniform andshe recognized him to be the man who had been holding the sign earlier.Kerissa stared at him for a second and that was enough. Ed broke free of bothKerissa's and Al's grasp and began running back up the train's steps.
"Edward Elric!"Kerissa cried extremely annoyed.
"Allow me to help." said the very tall man from behind her, "For I am Major Alex Louis Armstrong, The Strong Arm Alchemist!" His shirt ripped off out of nowhere as he said this and little sparkling stars glinted around him.Kerissa's mouth dropped and Al seemed to get a look of utter of embarrassment. He immediately walked up the first few steps of the train and retrieved a kicking and screaming Edward with ease.
"Put me down!" shouted Ed flailing in the air
"I'm sorry, sir. But I can't. I have direct orders to take you to Colonel Mustang." said Armstrong.
"I was afraid you'd say that." said Ed as the train went safely away and Armstrong put him down, "Fine." said Ed turning toKerissa and Al, "Al. You come with me. Kerissa, you wait outside the main building. Ok?."Kerissa nodded and began to walk away but were quickly stopped by a seemly sad Armstrong.
"Huh?"she asked.
"I'm sorry but she has to come with us also." said Armstrong.
"She does?" asked Ed.
"I do?"she said worried and confused.
"See there's this..." said the second man who had been with Armstrong. He held up a paper to Kerissa and Ed.
"What the hell?" asked Ed quietly as he looked over the paper, "A summons? For what?" he asked.
"Ed...this is a court summons.."Kerissa said weekly.
"What!" yelled Edward.
"I'm sorry, sir." said Armstrong who really did seem sorry. He then lead them all to a small black military car and (reluctantly)they set off for the main military building in central...
It was a short ride to the building (which madeKerissa wonder whythey didn't just walk) and they were standing outside of it in no time. It was quite large. That here meaning HUGE. It had a towering metal fence that gave the Autumn trees behind it more of a look of gnarled hands blowing in the wind. The fence surrounded a large stone building protruding(sp?) from the ground. It was neat...in an orderly sense. Even the window curtains matched!A pure white with blue military emblems...Kerissa didn't have much time to gape though as she was rushed in by Armstrong. Inside the building, itwas very well lit to the point where the white halls were almost blinding and heavily contrasted off the carpets. It was cold too. Like the building had at one point been converted into a low energy meat locker. Just enough to chill you but not enough to kill you (Agh! The rhyming!). Kerissa was hastily lead through the hallways by Armstrong and the other man. Ed, who had obviously been here before on numerous occasions, seemed to know exactly were he was going. So did Al. Kerissa was pushed through a door and up several flights of stairs . Which was made more difficult seeingshe still had her luggage with her.She was kicking herself for being stupid enough to bring it with them...butshe didn't exactly trusted leaving it in the car. (The cars could get mixed up or something and her luggage could be lost forever..the pain TT) Through another door andthey were faced with another hallway. Except,she don't know why,she justknew this was the last one.They descended it with a growing feeling in the pit of her stomach.Kerissa had never been to court before andshe was not looking forward to her first time at fourteen. Plus meeting new people, well confronting them, especially military people, had never been one of her strong suits. Sure her dad had been in the military whenshe was a kid and occasionally brought someone home for dinner or something but he had quit whenshe was eight.Kerissa didn't get much in the way of military personel in her town either...just a lot of very incompetent police men (note: chapter one).They reached the end of the hallway . It's amazing how much you can think in a matter of seconds.Kerissa sether luggage down and stared at a tall, wooden door. Next to it was a plaque that read Room 213, Colonel Roy Mustang. Ed, looking very unhappy to be here, opened the door and all ofthem followed in.
"Colonel Mustang! Edward Elric and his associates are here to see you as you requested."said Armstrong saluting.
The room was considerably dimmer than the rest of the building and had two couches facing each other in the middle of it. Between them was a small wooden table and at the end, next to a large window, was a desk with an armchair turned away from them. Kerissa guessed that Mustang was attempting to go for that classic dramatic prose in which he turns around only when spoken to.She was right. At Armstrong's words, he swiveled around in his armchair to facethem all. He was cute, if not handsome. He wore a smug smirk that resembled that of a mischievous teenager. He also wore a blue military uniform and white gloves with alchemical symbols on them. His jet black hair falling just short of his pitch black eyes.
'He's really sexy!' said a sick little voice in the back of her head, 'He's way to old for me. I bet he's like twenty something. So?' it asked. 'Oh shut up! you protested.'
"So, Fullmetal. You finally made it to central." he said lacing his fingers on the desk.
'Oh! He has a sexy voice!' said a little taunting voice
'Well yeah he does but...'Kerissa thought.She shook her head lightly, so no one could notice, to get the voice out.
"What do you want, Mustang? " asked Ed, seeming very pissed, "And what's up with this summons thing?".
"That's what I needed to talk to you about."said Mustang, "It seems as you were on your last mission, you did a considerable amount of damage, with alchemy no less, to a historic piece of private property.". Both you and Ed went slightly pale, remembering the completely demolished mansion.
"In Icara. I believe."said Mustang.
"S-so?" asked Ed, "How do you know it was us..it could have been anyone.". Mustang got up from his desk and walked a few feet towards Ed saying:
"Yes but I know you were there, you called me after all and nobody but you three knew alchemy in that town". He grinned, "Plus we had four eyewitnesses".
"Are you the one that filed the report?" Ed asked sounding scandalized .
"That's not the point." said Mustang, "You still committed a crime. One that your being charged for.".
"Why? Cant the military just...? "began Ed but Mustang cut him off
"No. The military can't It's not covered in your expenses. And" He added, "The only person who could grant us permission has...disappeared.". He leaned in to look at Ed, "No doubt you had something to do with that too.".
"Who cares!" yelled Ed, "There was worst things going on there than the destruction of a stupid mansion!".
"It doesn't matter." Mustang said , "Your going to be tried, you along with your friend and brother.".
"What do they have to do with this?" asked Ed.
"I'm afraid they have enough involvement to be convicted too, Ed. " said Mustang, "Such a shame... " He turned towardsKerissa and surveyedher (not in a perverted way).She hopedshe didn't look awful up close (I don't think they had concealer back then) .
"She's cute." he said standing back up, "Girlfriend?" he asked pointing a thumb at her. BothKerissa and Ed went a deep shade of red
"I...She's not...I'm ...shut up!" yelled Ed. He then began to throw a arsenal(sp?) of insults at Mustang, who brushed them off with ease, barely paying attention.
"Here." a woman's voice said. A paper was thrust intoKerissa's face.She took it uneasily and began to read. The woman, who had short blond hair that was drawn up, reddish eyes and was also wearing a military uniform, walked up to Mustang handing him a small stack of papers.
"Huh? Oh, Hawkeye. You have those papers then?" he took them from her and surveyed them for a second. She walked out of the room and as she passed,Kerissa could have sworn she said something. He finished looking at them and handed them to Ed.
"Huh? What are these?" asked Ed.
"Your court date. When and where you need to be tomorrow and where you'll be staying tonight." said Mustang.
"So this really is happening..." muttered Ed.
"Don't worry " said Mustang looking off, "We'll do what it takes. I wont have one of my own be shipped off to jail.". And with that,they all headed outside, accompanied with Mustang himself, to go to their next destination...
"What is this?A holding cell?" asked Ed.They were standing in the bowls of an old military dorm turned shabby hotel. In front of them lied a small door with it's paint chipping andthey were surrounded by a dimly lit hallway with a strange chilly wind going through it.
"No." said Mustang fumbling with some keys, "This is were you'll be staying as we get all this sorted out, plus it's free and I know you don't have any money left.".
He tried a couple of keys then, finding the right one, opened the door and flicked on the lights. Even with the aid of lights the room was incredibly dim and very small. It barely held the little bit of furniture it had in it. Inside layed (sp?)three/four poster beds with the curtains missing (They were eaten by moths! Isn't that fun?). Also there was a small chest of drawers shoved in there with a clock that no longer ticked and a plug less radio (more in the plug had, at some time, been pulled off than it was battery operated). There were no windows due to the fact it was underground.
"You've got to be kidding!"said Ed walking into the cramped room, "You can't expect us to sleep here!".
"Can and do."said Mustang throwing Ed the key from the ring, "Oh. And this is still a military funded building so I don't want any funny stuff between you and your little girlfriend. It'd be bad press".
"Shut up!" yelled a very flustered Ed throwing the clock at Mustang as he closed the door. It ricocheted(sp?) off the door and onto the stone floor scattering pieces everywhere.Kerissa lugged her stuff next to a bed and sat down .
"Damn it!" Ed murmured loudly before falling back onto the bed on the right, " Ow..." he moaned getting back up and surveying the bed. There was a large, sharp, metal spring sticking out of it. "Heh. The military sure spends a pretty penny on this place." he said sarcastically.Kerissa giggled. He looked ather and smirked, obviously happy someone found him funny and he and Al switched beds (since I don't think Al really cares about a spring).
" He really isn't all that bad."Kerissa said starting up a conversation,"He did say he was going to help us".
"So what?" said Ed getting annoyed at the mere mention of Mustang, "He's also the one who filed the report in the first place!...Besides, he probably just doesn't want to look bad, I'm like some kind of find for him or something.".
"But..."she stopped.She didn't want to make Ed mad ather now, too, "Hey Ed?"she asked trying to not sound annoying.
"Yeah? "he replied.
"How come you don't wear the military uniform like everyone else?"she asked.
"Blue doesn't look good on me." he answered.Her face went into that classic anime face of surprise for a second and thenshe brushed it off.
'He sure can be weird.'she thought. Thenshe noticed something, Ed andherwere sleeping side by side (your in the left bed he's in the middle).
'You like this don't you?' taunted the little voice.
'What? No. I mean I don't care.'she thought back
'Really? it said slyly.
'Yes. Really.'
'You like him don't you?' it said quickly.
'Huh? No! No , no ,no,'she replied wondering how weird this must look to Ed and Al, 'If I like anybody it's Al.'
'Is that so?' it asked back.
'Yes. I like Al!'she thought hoping the voice would give up.
'Correction. You LIKED Al. Ever since you found out, you seem to have lost interest. How very vain of you!' it snarled back.
'I'm not vain! I just...'she couldn't even come up with anything.She was surely fighting a losing battle here...with herself.
'Just can't be with somebody who's like that?' it asked. I offered to find the stone didn't I?she protested.
'And what if his real body is ugly? Will you simply give up then too?' it asked. This was freakingKerissa out by this point.
'No. I'm turning you off now'she said sticking her fingers to her temples, 'This is too weird.'.Kerissa could feel it giving up
'You like him.' it said weekly before disappearing.Kerissa waited a few seconds. .
'..Hello?...I guess it's gone..good!'she thought.
Kerissa looked over at Ed. He wasn't paying any attention and despite the uncomfortable beds he had fallen fast asleep. Al seemed to be off in another place staring at the ceiling. Kerissa quickly changed in the bathroom in the hall (in dorms they have public bathrooms that everyone shares in the halls, I don't know why) and came back wearing a white spaghetti strap night dress with and empire waist that hit right above her knees (maybe a bit to advanced for this day in age but then again, Winrey has short-shorts so whatever).Kerissa laied back in the bed seriously thinking about both of the Elric brothers and occasionally taking quick glances at them, which often madeher wonder if Al could sleep. Once the thought of the trial came sneaking back into her head,she made herself go to sleep, not wanting to think about it. And soon,she dozed off into a false state of security usually brought on by sleep.
Kerissawoke up the next day in complete darkness.She didn't like not having light to wake up to andshe was surprisedshe had even gotten up.
"What time is ...?"she began but then realized that nobody else would know either, plus Ed's probably still asleep, 'Maybe theres a clock in the hall.'she thought, 'I think I may have seen one on my way in.'
Kerissagot up and quietly tip-toed over to the door.She opened it as silently as possible then stuck her head out to survey the hall. A large wind gusted overher as if to say 'Ah! Theres pirate ghosts out here ! Run!'.
'Never mind.'she thought closing the door, 'Oh I know! Ed's pocket watch! I'll just sneak a peek...Why did that have to rhyme!'she thought to herself.
She was pleased.She liked it whenshe came up with a good idea .
'I can't see it in the dark.'.Kerissa clicked on the light, slowly, a bit paranoid that Ed would wake up and get pissed or something. But no. He slept onward. Snoring slightly. In the light,she noticed something. Al was gone!
'Where's that big metal dude run off to now?'she thought to herself , 'Oh well. I'll find out later.'
Shetip-toed over to where Ed was sleeping (they all put their stuff at the foot of their beds). Asshewent through his stuff, he moaned and turned over .She looked up and noticed a sliver gleam from his bed.Kerissa investigated and found the watch laying underneath Ed!
'That cod! He wears it even when he sleeps, what does he think? Pirate ghosts will steal it?'.
Kerissagrabbed the chain. Asshe slowly pulled on it, Ed groaned and rolled over right onto her hand.
"Ed move!"she hissed, "I cant feel my fingers!".
Just then, at the worst moment , (like aways) Al and Mustang came bursting into the room. The noise woke Ed up who became immediately aware of the situation and moved to releaseKerissa's hand. Unfortunately,she was caught on a loose string from his blanket andgot jerked and tumbled into a veryokward(sp?) position involving Ed and his blanket.
"Brother!" cried Al offended .
"Hey! I thought I said no funny stuff! "said Mustang.Kerissa's face, like Ed's, went a deep shade of scarlet.Kerissa looked over, noticing something. The watch was held firmly in her hand.She flipped it open.
"9:45 pm!"she said in a an embarrassed triumph.
Well, after that embarrassing incident,Kerissa and Ed (since once again ,I don't think Al has to) got ready and followed Mustang to the lobby. Asthey walked, Ed asked:
"Can't we get something to eat? I'm starving."
"Maybe...if you had gotten up earlier." said Mustang who had been very annoyed to have to wait almost an hour forthetwo to get ready.
"Then you should have given us a working clock!" shouted Ed.
"It worked before you threw it." said Mustang pushing open a door and walking through.
"It was broken before that." wined Ed.
"Maybe you should have tried to fix it with alchemy."Kerissa suggested.
"Maybe you should have tried to fix it! Your the one that cared about the time so much." spat Ed.Kerissa, inwardly, slapped herself .
'Why didn't I do that?' shethought,"Whats up with you?"she asked Ed crossing her arms.
"Yes, brother. What is wrong with you?" said Al who, toKerissa's surprise, sounded more cynical than caring.
"Nothing. I just don't feel good." he said casually.
"Is that why your face is still red?"Kerissa asked.She had noticed this since yesterday but had simply brushed it off. He hadn't lost his red color since yesterday's meeting.
"I just have a headache. That's all." he said asthey all filled into the lobby.
Oncethey had exited, Mustang motioned to yet another black military car
"Get in." he commanded.
Ed tried to protest about not treating him like a kid whenKerissa shoved both him and Al into the car. It was a tight squeeze (Al no good for car travel!) and after twenty or so minutes,they arrived at Central Court. It was, like the military building, neat but also much prettier.Kerissa found it hard to believe that such a pretty place could be a place where people sent other people to be condemned and to their death. It was a large marble white building surrounded by dying trees. A large statue, the one of the woman with the scales, stood out front. Underneath her was a plaque saying Truth, Order, Justice. They all walked up the large ebony steps into the buildingthat stood inside the lobby. Waiting for something. Despite the beauty of this place (It even has a fountain!),Kerissa wasn't happy.She had no idea who would be representingthem.She found the people constantly staring atthem creepy andshe still was debating the two brothers.
"Hi there." said a voice from above Kerissa.Kerissa looked up.A man was presenting his hand to her.She shook it with caution.
"I'm Mortimer Blanchett." he said smiling.
"Kerissa Summerfield. Pleased to meet you ...I think."she said.
He was nice looking...not in a handsome way. More in a favorite teacher way. He had slicked back black hair, glasses and he was wearing a navy blue suit with a white collar shirt and a red tie. He clutched a brown suitcase in his free hand. He then caught sight of Al.
"Hello there." he said presenting a hand, "You must be Mr. Elric!".
"Umm. Yeah. I guess I am." said Al shaking his hand. He then looked over to Ed.
"Oh and you must be.." he looked down at a piece of paper, "Alphonse" he sounded out. Which he also pronounced All-phone-see.
"That would be me." said Al raising his hand, "And it's Alphonse. Like Al-fawn-ss".
"That's Edward Elric over there." he said motioning towards Ed.
"Huh?" he said looking between the two, "But I though the Fullmetal Alchemist would be taller and more metal". Kerissa stopped Ed before he caused a scene in the court by attempting to strangle Blanchett.
"You would do well to remember that size has nothing to do with skill"she said flatly. (That sounds dirty! Hee hee) Blanchett seemed a bit taken down, fiddling with his collar. Ed smirked happy thatshe had stuck up for him.
'What! Did I say that?' she thought.
"Who are you anyway?" asked Ed .
"I already said I'm Mortimer Blanch..." began Blanchett but Ed cut him off.
"No. I mean who are you, why are you here?" asked Ed.
"Oh I umm..."said Blanchett weekly , "I'm your lawyer".
"What!" all three ofthem shouted at once...
Well apparently, Blanchett wasn't a good lawyer because all three ofthem were sentenced to do 400 hours of community service each to pay for the cost of repair for the mansion. Mustang apologized tothem after almost frying Blanchett's useless behind with an angry flame.They all went back to the room so tired,they had forgotten all about being hungry. It was almost 10:00 pm by the timethey got back.Kerissa fell back onto her bed and ,despite it's discomfort the previous night, fell quickly asleep.
"Wake up...Oh come on...We should just leave her."
"Brother!"
"What? I'm kidding...sort of..." Kerissa heard these voices as if they were miles away. Her eyes slowly opened.She found herself face to face with Ed's bright catlike yellow eyes and Al's glowing embers .
"Oh look. She's awake!" said Al happily.
"Finally...I thought she had fallen into a coma" said Ed.
"Shut up, shorty!"she replied tiredly.
"Don't call me short!" he mumbled angrily under his breath.
"What do you want?"she asked trying to put a pillow over her head.
"Mustang's putting us to work this afternoon. This is our last morning of freedom." said Ed.Kerissa shot up from bed.
"What!"she yelled, "Already! What about day's grace?"she asked.
"He doesn't care he was just like ' If you don't show up I will have no qualms with turning you to ash'" said Ed using a very stuffy obnoxious voice for Mustang.She laughed and then stared at them.
"Well? Are you going to let me get ready or not?"she asked . They both blushed (despite the fact Ed was now an almost permanent shade of crimson that matched his coat quiet well andshe weren't sure Al could really blush) and turned away asshe got up and made her way to the bathroom.
She used alchemy to get herself done quickly. Water alchemy and some soap for her body (plus a little shampoo and conditioner, wait did they have that back then?), fire alchemy to dry off. VERY careful fire alchemy to dry and straighten her hair andshe finished off by putting on some nice clothes and a bit of her mom's homemade makeup (her mom owns an apothecary, she mainly made soap but advanced to a primitive eye shadow, blush, lip gloss and mascara not concealer unfortunately). The three of them headed out to survey central. It was a large winding city that would be very easy to get lost in. Many small shops and street vendors littered the sidewalks. One sold small stamps with alchemic symbols on them. It's sign read: 'Busy, tired, or just plain forgetful? Never fear! With St. Jones's alchemic stamps! You will never mess up another transmutation circle again!'.
'Weird.' she thought walking by.
The city was nice andKerissa found herself getting distracted easily. Asshe surveyed a vendor selling old alchemy books with starry eyes,she over heard Ed saying to Al: "Remind you of anyone?".
Kerissa ended up using all the spar change she had brought with them (which equaled up a grand total of $17.00 U.S. money). Three particularly old and thick alchemy books and a necklace laced with alchemical symbols. It was every thing she'd hoped for. Unfortunately it could not last. By the afternoonthey all reported back to Mustang to figure out what they'd be doing (he said he'd at least helpthem find work...which here means cleaning up the military's messes).They were given the assignment to clean up the debree of an arson incident in northern Central. And what a mess it was. Oncethey got to the place (after walking since it would be their last free walk...plus stalling is fun).They found only about three other people working on it. They wore jumpers thatthey quickly recognized as prison uniforms.
"We're working with convicts?"Kerissa asked wondering what they had done, hoping against hope it wasn't rape or murder. A man, a prison guard, toldthem what to do andthey got off to work. Hours passed...afternoon faded and soon it was almost dusk.
"Whew! What was that about six hours?" asked Ed stopping and leaning on a shovel.
"I think so."Kerissa said checking Ed's pocket watch, "Yep. Six hours and forty three minutes!"she chimed happily.
"Only three hundred, ninety three hours and seventeen minutes to go." said Ed. He was smart...or at least smart enough to amaze her little brain with how fast he came up with that. Al was still working hulling around burnt metal bars .
"You can quit now!"Kerissa yelled at him butshe didn't think he heard her, " Hey Ed?"she asked sounding like a broken record.
"Yeah?" he replied tiredly.
"How come when we were in Mustang's office for the first day, you didn't tell him that I'm NOT your girlfriend?" this question had been botheringher for a while andshe hadn't felt comfortable enough to say it until now. He looked at her, he wasn't very good at things like this (note: how worked up he gets when little Nina suggests that Winrey is his girlfriend...poor Nina).
"Umm...well...are...do you think that..?" he said obviously coming up short for words (heehee ..short). But he had no time to answer as a large rusted piece of metal collided with his head.
"Ed!"Kerissa shouted out.
"Ow! What the?" he looked up rubbing his head to see...Al?
"Sorry." he said coldly before walking off.
"What was that all about!" shrieked Ed.
"Al..?"Kerissa asked quietly but he was to far off to hearher by that point.She looked off watching him move a few more bars around, a light wind sounding through.She heard a dull thunk.
"Hey Ed."she asked still looking off, "You ok?". Silence. "Ed?"she said a little more worry in her voice.Kerissa turned around after another unanswered call to see her friend out cold on the ashes, his face stricken with fever. "Edward!" she yelled in a panic, "Al! Get over hear!"she yelled as everything faded into a blur.
"He should be fine...It'll take about a week for him to recover." a doctor said this standing next to Kerissa.Kerissa sat in a small blue chair next to a hospital bed where Ed was laying drugged up and unconscious. The cause of his illness, asthey had found out, was multiple injuries to his right knee that had become infected (remember that?) .
"He's been through worse." said a military man named Jean Havoc who had been sent to check on him, "He'll be up in less days than that doctor says.".Kerissa didn't show him any sign of emotion.She said a meaningless "Thanks" as he left and continued to watch Ed. Al was standing next toher in a state of worry. Whether that worry was forher or his brother,she didn't know.
"It's all my fault"Kerissa said quietly, "I should have cleaned the wound better."
"It's not your fault." said Al trying to cheerher up, "Look at the bright side."
"What bright side?"she asked feeling a twinge of guilt for sounding so rude.
"Well ..umm...at least they don't have to amputate." he said.She gave a slight laugh.
That would have sucked, two AutoMail legs? And with this one, he wouldn't have been able to get it back, even with the Philosopher's Stone. Al left to go check the time and to get Kerissa something to eat despite her protests that she wasn't hungry and he shouldn't go through the trouble.Kerissa sat there, alone with Ed for the first time and he had to be knocked out.
"I'm sorry."she said standing over him.Kerissa clasped his left hand. His normal hand, 'Is that all I care about? What part of them they were born with?'she asked herself.She leaned in quietly to his face. It was almost like kissing. Just without the kissing part...and he was unconscious. But a loud crashing noise broke her concentration.Kerissa looked horrified at the door.She heard screams, loud crackling noises and blood curdling cracks.
"What's...?"she began to ask but then one of sounds frozeher in missentence. A large banging and clattering like that of metal just outside the hallway.She saw a red glow flash underneath the door, "Al?"she asked, panic filing her, "Al! Al!"she screamed. The hallway's silenced, except for a few more screams of nurses and the crying of a couple babies . The door creaked open, "Al?"she asked hopefully ..but the silhouette(sp?) that filled the doorway was not that of Al. It was...
Ha ha! I'm guessing your trying to figure out who's the silhouette(sp?). Well, I also guess you know how you'll figure out who it is. Well, your right. Your gunna have to go to chappie 7 which I haven't done but I'll get right on it for you. Later!