Envy: Why...Why did this happen?

Havoc: It doesn't matter, we need to keep rolling with the story

Envy: NO! NOT WITHOUT HER!

Sakura: OW! Say it a little louder next time...

Envy faints on the floor

Tomoyo: Well, maybe this time I can do the disclaimer

Mysterious voice: That won't be necessary Fullmetal Alchemist and all related characters, locations, and objects are not owned by either of the fan fiction authors, you are all going to die

Amanda: Come on...do it right or don't do it all..

Erin: Just read folks

Envy picked himself up off the floor and rushed to Sakura's side as she lay almost lifeless in Lt. Havoc's arms; Envy stroked at Sakura's hair and brushed away the stray hairs upon her face as he admired her beauty. Mustang?" Sakura weakly asked as she observed the room.

In an instant, her answer was given to her as she heard the shouting of Lieutenant Hawkeye calling out to the Colonel as she saw him rushing at Hohenheim with his gloves on.

"Sir! WAIT!" Lt. Hawkeye cried out as she raced after Colonel Mustang.

Ed started to stir in Al's arms as life began to return to him, but as he opened his eyes, they were now filled with a crimson glow as he rose out of Al's arms and pointed towards Colonel Mustang. Colonel Mustang was nearing Hohenheim's chair, when out of the corner of his chair, Hohenheim produced a long sword, much like the one that the Fuhrer owned.

"Do you wish to fight to the death or do you want me to just kill you know?" Hohenheim asked as he rushed at Mustang with the sword.

Mustang was too swift for Hohenheim as he snapped his fingers and created a spark that ignited into a fiery fireball that chased Hohenheim down the stairs, but it wasn't enough as Hohenheim came up beside Mustang and rammed the sword through the Colonel's hand.

"Without that hand you can't use your alchemy and you are useless to do anything about it," Hohenheim said as he pushed Mustang down the stairs.

The sword continued to work its way further into Mustang's hand until it had lodged itself in Mustang's abdomen; to those that saw the sight, it was enough to make a man cry out in pain for the sufferer. Lieutenant Hawkeye rushed to the Colonel's side as she looked him over.

"Sir, please, don't move or else the sword will puncture vital organs," Lt. Hawkeye said near tears as she tried to find the right way to move him.

"Riza, I want you to know….that you have always been there for me…." Roy said, but his words were coming slowly as he tried to catch his breath, but he couldn't with the sword lodged into his lungs.

"Roy, don't you pull this crap with me, you are going to live….you have so much to live for and someone to live for," Riza said as she gently pulled him close and deeply embraced him in a long lasting kiss.

The room was silent except for the winding gears in the room; nothing was going to ruin the moment between Colonel Mustang and Lieutenant Hawkeye; it was true, no one was going to die in that room, not just anyone, but one man….Hohenheim Elric!

Sakura's eyes came back into focus as she watched Roy and Riza. Hot anger surged through her when her eyes fell upon Hohenheim. "Havoc," she asked softly, "Where's my katana?" He held it up and she grabbed it, using the blade to push herself up and out of Havoc's arms, away from Envy's touch. There was the sound of metal against metal as she drew her blade and pointed it at Hohenheim. "You and me. A fight to the death, old man. No one else will get involved and there will be no alchemy. Just a normal duel." Her voice was no louder than a whisper, but everyone in the room heard it. An old cackling laughter came from one corner, and everyone turned to see an old woman leaning against the doorway.

"As if you could ever defeat him, kurada kouzo," Sakura's eyes widened and she dropped her blade with a loud clatter.

"Ma…ma?" She took a step towards the older woman. "But….you're supposed to be dead! It's been over two hundred years since then!" The older woman gave a sickening smile to her.

"Oh, yes, you pathetic child. At least that stupid head of yours learned to count!" She stood up and walked over to Sakura as she spoke. She grabbed Sakura's chin in her hands, "Hn, it figures. You look just like one of those disgusting creatures. But I doubt that anyone here even figured out what you are. I don't think even you know, damn Iscariot bitch!" She threw Sakura against the floor as though the girl were only a rag doll.

Sakura felt the pain of the floor as she looked up with contempt towards the woman she had once called Mother, but now she could see the true nature of her mother, she only cared about one thing and one thing only, herself. As Sakura lay on the floor, her mind flashed back to her childhood to when news of her brother's death reached her mother through a chain of people. Dante had hated Sakura to the point that she would constantly beat the young girl and degraded her self-esteem by telling her that she never wanted a daughter, she wished only to have Daisuke. She had been told her whole life until her sealment in Ishbal that she was trash and was nothing more. Sakura had believed those words until now.

"How dare you compare me to the Homunculus? I never did anything to cause you grief, how dare you make allies with this man in order to destroy me and the others behind me," Sakura said with clenched teeth as her hatred seeped forth.

"Do you honestly think that I give a damn about you or your pathetic and weak Homunculi boyfriend, honestly Envy, what did we teach you? We always taught all of you that humans are pathetic and weak and should be disregarded as nothing more then that," Dante said as she walked the room and pointed it out to each of the remaining Homunculus.

Hohenheim continued to sit upon his gear-like chair as he watched Dante do the job he was meant to do, but as he watched the time progressing, he was growing impatient as the time to use the stone for his wants and wishes was drawing to a close.

"So you want to fight me little one? Then so shall it be!" Hohenheim shouted as he threw off the darkened robe he had wore upon his body.

Hohenheim was strapped down with weaponry that would destroyed the entire nation if it were to fall into the wrong hands; all of his weaponry was based off of bullets, poisonous darts and workings of alchemy.