A/N: Hello and welcome to Chapter 1 of Crystalline Key; Military Freakouts! I hope that you enjoy this chapter, but if you don't you're welcome to complain! xD
Disclaimer: ((I forgot to put this in the prologue.. )) I do not in any way own Fullmetal Alchemist, nor am I making money off of this fic. I do, however, own the closet in this story, this idea, and part of the key. The other half belongs to Bob, and all rights to the golden glow go to him.
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A long hallway decorated with thousands of doors and lit with floating orbs of light greeted the highschooler as she opened her closet door, and bright eyes widened at the sight. Unable to say a word she reached up with one hand, ducking a strand of tan hair behind an ear before stepping cautiously into the hallway. Behind her, the door swung on its hinges, shutting itself as if to keep all others out. Kitsune, however, hardly noticed; she was too busy staring at the smooth black-stone wall she had just found herself pushed against. "Who are you?" a rumbling voice asked from behind her. Kitsune merely blinked in response, surprised that the voice sounded somewhat familiar to her.
Chocolate eyes narrowed and the teenager shifted, straining to see behind her at the being that had attacked her. "Armstrong!"
The Major blinked pale blue eyes at her in surprise and released his pinning hold, allowing the mouse-tan-headed girl to turn around and slide down the wall, her back against its cool surface. The giant of a man that was Armstrong was clothed in his military uniform—as usual—Kitsune thought to herself, deciding immediately that he was bigger in person. But, she added to herself, he /couldn't/ be real! And yet, if this place was real, couldn't he be? But how was this place real? Was she dreaming? Alex Louis Armstrong blinked again and sweatdropped, his reaction born of the swirly-eyed gaze and confused leaning from side to side of the smaller being. "Major!" The new voice came from behind the mountain of man that was the major, and he turned to glance in its direction. Immediately he straightened and raised his right hand in salute to the dark-eyed official who walked up.
Colonel Mustang passed the larger man and stopped, looking down at the very confused teenager with a solid gaze. A small bead of sweat rose at the back of his head at the sight and he turned, now directing his attention to Armstrong. "Do you know who this is, Major?"
"No sir."
"This is the.." he paused, turning to glance back at her, "complete /idiot/ who found the key.." The young official said, putting a gloved hand to his forehead. The major's sweatdrop, which had never gone away, grew immensely in size, rolling down the back of his head slowly. "I dunno, Mustang." A third voice piped up, coming from the side. "I think she's rather fun." Two sets of eyes turned at the words, locking on the slim form of the speaker as he walked up. At the same time, a pair of fox-like ears suddenly grew in place of Kitsune's ears, perking sharply as the newcomer came to a stop and placed one hand on his hip. "Envy?" Swirly-eyes gone, the now fox-eared teenager turned her head, gaze locking on the homunculus as he gave a wide grin. "Hey," he said, grin widening even further. Kitsune blinked and leaned glanced to the front, staring between Armstrong and Mustang and the black wall. "This has to be a dream..." she mumbled, shaking her head rapidly. "Either that, or I've just finally lost my mind."
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A/N: And there you have it! "Military Freakouts." Stay Tuned and eventually I'll have the next chapter up! It is to be titled "Lock Out," for those who care.
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