Though her eyes were blind in the darkness, her memory filled in the blanks.
Sitting in silence she shut her eyes.
Knowing where everything already was, was a great comfort to her. She began to recall her suroundings.
It was a nasty sewer;damp,cold,and smelly.
Green alge, and other sicking creatures called this place 'home'.
Above she heard 'booms' and 'bangs' of bombs, and guns.
Followed rapidly by the screams of soldiers and civilains alike, though only for a moment and then went out forever.
With out using her sences she could point to every rat in the area, describe every stain on the wall to you in detail, even count down the seconds until you heard a certain noise.
'Five,four,three...' she counted silently.
As though it had been planned, a woman somewhere gave a wimper of pain.
Riza's eyes by this time had grown used to the lack of light, and could see some objects now.
Casting her gaze to the sound,she wasn't even startled at the sight before her.
A faint shadow ten feet in front of her was slightly shaking.
As Hawkeye stared at the dark figure, it soon became clear that it was a woman sprawling on the ground.
Riza could almost see the tears she held back, and feel the pain the woman was enduring.
She looked like a seal on the floor, one hand gripping her side while the other tried to balance her.
The woman looked towards the roof. As another bomb hit, dirt fell downwards.
She bowed her head to keep the debree out of her face.
Standing Riza walked closer to the hurt being, not looking at her feet.
She did not need to.
She remembered everything down the the last stone.
Just as she got close enough to begin to see details about the woman she heard a 'slink!'.
Stopping, she whipped her head around, "I don't need to see this." she muttered.
Like a scared child Riza put her back to the wall, and sank down it until she reached her knees.
With tightly shut eyes, and hands clasped to her ears she tried to block everything out.
But no matter how hard she closed her eyes, and ears the memory was still there. Still fresh, and painful.
The 'slink!' sound that was heard, was made by the unsheathing of a knife.
Once Riza took a peek at the girl, and saw her holding the shinning metal in front of her.
A lone tear ran down Riza's face as she recalled what happened next.
Why couldn't she ever leave those memories behind?
Why couldn't she leave the Ishbalan war behind?
'CRASH!'
A sudden noise brought Hawkeye to her sences,and she automaticaly stepped between her colonel and dnager.
Roy didn't bother to say anything to Riza.
He was used to her stepping between him,and danger.
It was her job after all.
Both colonel and lieutenant were silent,afraid that a slight breathe would give them away.
Off in the distance somewhere Riza swore she heard footsteps.
And indeed she was right.
A dark chuckle cut through the silence as shadows appeared beyond the dust cloud.
Three clumps of shade were walking towards them, all of different sizes and statures.
"Aww, is the little Fullmetal bean sprout late?" the chuckling voice spoke with a certain tone of mockery,"Hope he,and that trash can didn't have a little accident."
Roy noticed Riza's eyes grew large as a pang of fear ran down her spine.
She had taken a odd liking to the Elric brothers, and was quite protective of them.
The person took advantage of Riza's worry, feeding her more poisioned words. "Don't worry my little mommy" the eyes shifted to Hawkeye,"You will be able to idenitfy their remains."
Her eyes now shook as her finger made a move for the trigger.
Mustang held a hand up, signaling her not to shoot.
"What buisiness do you have here? If it's with me then I kindly ask that you not harrass my lieutenant." a stern frown told the trespassers he was not playing around.
The speaker looked at him,the three were now entering through the hole. They each took a position amung the rubble of Mustang's office.
All three were close enough so he and Riza could see them clearly.
Roy decided it was the individual on the far left that had been speaking to them.
Roy saw him cross his arms, a loopy grin painted on his face.
'Wait a minute' Roy thought shocked,'That's a MAN?'
But it was, though his features were terribly girly.
Even though the man wasn't as tall as Roy himself, he could still tell he was fully grown.
He had spikey green hair that traveled to his waist, right above ,what looked like, a tiney black mini skirt.
There was a skimpy top to match,and as for shoes, they were nothing but odd sock looking things.
Wrinkles suddenly appeared on Roy's face,as though he was was having a terrible nightmare.
Shifting his gaze to the roof he thought,'Why? Why can't he be a woman?'
Riza was hard pressed not to give him a good hard slap,or at least send a couple rounds of bullets his way.
She noticed the look on his face,'Probably wondering why it's not a woman in that miniskirt'she shook her head,'And at a time like this!'.
Another of the three spoke up. This time is was a fatter male.
He was an odd round shape, and had strange tatoos on his skin in different places.
"She p-preetty." his speach was broken like a small child's,"Can I eat her?" his voice craked slightly on 'eat'.
He then gave a hopeful glance at the last member of thier group.
She was a highly attractive woman of some 30 years.
She was dressed in,what seemed to be, a long black dress that flowed to her feet,and had a green tient. Her ebony black hair seemed to almost swim to her hips, covering her like a wedding veil.
And, as Roy seemed to notice, was very bossomy... She did not answer him.
Hawkeye did not like how things were going, she tightened her grip on her gun.
Mustang seemed to sence Hawkeye's mounting tension, and tried to take control of the situation.
Inch by inch he used his arm to puch her behind him, so that he acted like a shield.
"Woa, easy Mr. Hothead" the miniskirt wearing man spoke again,"We won't hurt the girl if you help us"
Of course he and Riza could take these people, their were only three of them.One being a woman.
But he wanted to know their reasoning behind breaking into military grounds.
"I usually don't make pacts with people unless I have a name." he was quite calm.
Riza's face showed a mixed emotion of anger and confusion.Was he really going to give in that easily?
She wanted to aim,pull the trigger three times,and be done with it.
Three times was all it would take, but she knew better than to act on her own accord while still under his command.
Again the miniskirt man spoke, he jerked a thumb at his chest,"The names..."
Finally! I'm getting around to updating these chapters. I had so many mistakes! Enjoy the new and revised chapters,and as always R&R!
