Full Digi Alchemist
Chapter 5
Lieutenant Hawkeye gazed down at her adopted son. A year had past since Davis was first given his new arm by Winry. By that time, Davis had grown affectionate towards the young lieutenant and had decided that since she was so much like his own mother, she deserved the same title. Lt. Hawkeye of course had no objections to this, coming close to crying the first time he had addressed her so. Since she was on active duty for most of the time, Davis was appointed to be her alchemist, since as a state alchemist his title rivalled hers. During that course in time, Riza had taught her 'son' basic firearm skills, mainly do to his whining about wanting to learn how, but for reasons why was unknown to the blond woman.
Right at the moment, a riot was sweeping through Central City. Davis and Riza were sitting with Mustang in the control tower, listening to the flame alchemist send report after report about the Ishbalian known as Scar at random locations around central.
"There" Mustang said, taking off his earphones "That should scramble the forces a bit".
He gave his lieutenant a certain look and she nodded in understanding.
"Davis sweetie" Lt. Hawkeye turned to face her son "Can you go and check the stairwell, just in case".
"Sure thing mum" And with that, Davis leapt from where he was sitting and bounded out of the room.
Making sure the door was properly closed, Mustang resumed talking.
"This country has grown too dangerous for the boy" The flame alchemist said, "I've already taken the liberty of arranging transport back to his home country".
"Just like you Colonel" Lt. Hawkeye said "You have everyone's safety in mind before your own".
Mustang rubbed at the semi-healed wound in his stomach, a result after his little fight with the homunculus called Lust.
"Unfortunately, once Davis is sent back home, there will be a 6 week gap when he can return, but after that" Mustang could see the worry leaking out of the woman's military expression "Well, it might be years until we can come in contact with him again".
Riza Hawkeye could no longer hold the tears as she fell to her knees. A few minutes of quiet sobbing and she stood back up, wiping her eyes a little.
"I apologise sir," The proud woman said.
"For acting human? For caring deeply about your son?" Mustang replied to the shocked lieutenant "You are that boy's mother, I wouldn't have expected anything else".
"You're right sir" She exhaled deeply "I will ensure Davis' safety, even if it means no longer seeing him again".
"I never said again lieutenant" The flame alchemist said "It will only be until this business is sorted out, then Davis is free to come back for as long as he likes, which, since you're here, will be quite some time".
"Thank you sir" And with that, she started to leave.
"After you escort Davis to the station" Mustang said as he continued to listen in on the reports "Go provide backup, it's happening somewhere around St. Louis avenue".
"Yes sir".
"There's a vacant house you can use in the suburbs," Roy explains as he wrote the address down "If something happens, let's meet up here".
"Yes sir" The blond took the piece of paper from her commanding officer "Ah, sergeant major fury's spar glasses, I'll borrow these".
"Don't be followed" The alchemist warned.
"Yes sir".
And with that, she was gone. She spotted Davis waiting patiently at the top of the stairs, playing with the limb auto-mail attached to his arm and in a sling. Winry had predicted that it would require another year to become 100, but right now Davis had quite a bit of trouble getting the thing to move.
"Come on Davis, we've got a mission to complete" Riza grabbed her son and led him down the tower's stairs.
"Alright" Davis cheered, he loved acting all tough as he 'protected' his mother on missions "Is that why you've got that rifle and clothes?".
"You're a smart one, aren't you" Mother smiled at son "Yes, this one requires me to go undercover".
"Okay" Davis said, obviously satisfied with the response.
After a short ride through the half-destroyed streets of central, mother and son eventually arrived at the Central station.
"What's going on mum?" Davis asked as he and his guardian exited the vehicle "All the action's the other way, why are we at the station".
"Davis" The woman began as she spotted to military personal waiting at the door to a government carriage "I need you to do something very important for me".
"What's up mum? What's going on?" Davis was eye to teary eye with his mother as she kneeled down "What are we doing here?".
"Davis, have I ever told you about why your skin is a bit darker than everyone else's?" Riza's will was cracking as she spoke.
Davis shook his head.
"It's because your mother, your other mother was of a race called Ishbalian" The weeping woman explained "And right now, a man from the same race is posing quite a large threat to everyone, especially someone like you?".
"But, but we can beat him right, he's just a single person" Davis tried to plead, "Is he mad because I'm an alchemist?".
"No, it's nothing like that" It was hard for the woman, knowing that her last talk with her son create such turmoil for the boy "He's mad because many people close to him were killed, by bad alchemists, but he thinks all alchemists are bad and is trying to kill them all".
"So, he'll try and kill me" Davis was beginning to understand his mother's plan "You're sending me away, so he doesn't kill me".
"That, and something else, I'll explain when you get back" Riza Hawkeye wept as she held her son, held him for what would be a long time before she had the chance again.
"When will I come back mum?" Davis asked.
Davis however got no response from his mother, instead she just walked him over to where the two guards were standing and sent him into the carriage. Sitting down on the window seat closest to his mother, he put his hand against the pane of glass.
"I love you so much Davis" Riza cried as she placed her hand on Davis', though separated by the glass.
"I love you too mum" Davis began crying himself, from behind his mother he could see clouds of dust and sounds of explosions going off "I promise I'll be back, even if it costs me my other arm, I'll be back".
And with a loud whistle, the train began picking up speed. The blond woman ran as far as she could to keep Davis in her vision, but eventually the platform ran out. She would always remember the look on Davis' face as he vanished from her sight.
"Mum" Davis sighed as he held his legs up to his chest.
Davis looked around, the carriage was completely empty. Looking down, Davis noticed a small duffle bag lying on the ground in front of him. Taking the bag, Davis quickly opened in. Inside there were a few changes of clothes that had been quickly thrown in, a small paper envelope, and something else. Davis gasped as he held the silver pocket watch; one an alchemist receives as proof of belonging to the military. His mum had always carried because Davis was prone to losing his possessions. Davis was in tears as he held the small watch, for behind the smell of silver that it was made of, the lingering scent of his mother clung to the timepiece. Davis reached back into his duffle bag and retrieved the letter that was lying on the top with his watch.
'Davis' The letter read 'I wrote this letter because sending you away has been on my mind ever since the first reports of danger were received. If it doesn't look like your leave didn't affect me, then I beg you to forgive me, for deep down in my heart, the thought of losing you forever would completely destroy me. Your alchemist's watch should be with this letter, open it after you finish this letter, because I had Winry modify it a little just for you. Now remember, even though you are going to your homeland, you are still a state alchemist, you'll always be welcome here. But while you are there, you will be classified as under cover, meaning that no one can know what powers you have, or of the technology that you have on your arm, so always wear long sleaves and those gloves Edward gave you. But if it gets too hot for all that stuff, I've contained that synthetic gel you can use as a disguise'.
Davis looked back in the small bag, and sure enough, a small tub of the gel his mother was talking about was resting on one of his pants. Davis had found, alongside with his alchemical elder Edward, that one could transmute the gel to cover the auto-mail, adjusting the pigment to the user's choice and making it seem like it was an ordinary arm. Davis read the last section of the letter.
'Remember Davis; you always have a home here, never feel that you are not accepted in this city. You have an entire government supporting you, no matter what path you choose. I hope these words find you comfort when we part; I love you with all my heart – Lt. Riza Hawkeye aka. Mommy'.
"Mommy" Davis whispered, his tears blotting the ink written letter.
Examining his newly acquired watch, Davis noticed as small button that was not military issued. Opening the time keep, Davis gasped. For inside the watch, was a small picture. It was a photograph, military grade, of Roy Mustang's unit. Mustang, Hawkeye, Hughes, Havoc, Fuery, Breda, Armstrong, Falman, Ross, Brosh, the newly acquired Ms. Sheska and of course Davis and Black Hayate, were all saluting to the camera (With the acceptation of Black Hayate of course).
Davis' was on the verge of crying again; he didn't feel so alone now. Clicking the small button, Davis' smile widened. Another picture slid over the previous one, this time showing what he liked to call 'The Full Metal Unit'. The picture consisted of Edward, Alphonse, Winry, Winry's grandmother whom he met on a journey to Resembool once, along with their dog, Lt. Hawkeye, and himself. Davis was smiling and waving at the camera while on Al's shoulders, Winry had her wrench firmly planted between Ed's eyes, Davis' adopted mother was looking at her son with worry and a smile, and Pinoko Rockbell and the dog were just smiling and waving.
Davis remembered the day that was taken, it was his birthday. It was also the day he had received his watch, as well as the gloves and the polishing kit he had gotten from Ed and Winry. Alphonse had given Davis toy soldier replicas of the members Davis knew in the military, which included himself, but also had Alphonse, Winry, and Davis' favourite, his sister. Edward yelled at Davis and flicked him on the head when Davis re-enacted Ed's alchemical exam, ending with Davis making toy Mustang stand on toy Ed's head. This attack on the young boy prompted Winry and her massive wrench to deal with Ed in a manner suited, aka. Beating the living tar out of him.
Davis clicked the button again with a wide grin. Another photo appeared, this one only containing two people. Davis' face changed to awe as he gazed at the photo. It was himself and his mother. Davis was sitting on the blond woman's lap, his face in a wide smile and his mother lovingly looking at him with a smile on her face. They were in civilian clothes and were having a picnic when Mustang, who was also invited, took the photo. Davis knew another picture was taken that day, and he clicked his watch in hope. Sure enough, there it was. It was the three of them together. Mustang had Davis up on his shoulders and was holding his legs, while Davis' mum was holding Davis' hand. All three were looking directly into the camera with smiles on their faces.
Clicking the button again, Davis was a little disappointed as the photo flicked back to the first one he saw.
Though it couldn't be heard over the roar of the train, one sound and one sound only echoed through the almost completely empty carriage.
Click, Click, ClickYep, there goes another chapter. Now I know the story so far hasn't been very actiony, but right now I'm focusing on building up characters. The action part will come later on, promise. Like always, Davis' lineage has something to do with his upcoming predicaments, and will be explain later on. Well, that's about all for now, remember to keep sending those reviews in – Wolvie.
