All was silent in the large mansion in the underground city. No one had been in the city since Edward went through the gate. Everything that happened, the war, the uprising was forgotten. Years passed making the city decay. Part of buildings crumbled but the mansion stood tall untouched by time.
Two comrades had heard about this under ground and that monsters lived there. The guy looked other at his female comrade sighing. He couldn't say no to her… If he did she would aim her gun at his head. They had made their way to an old abandoned church.
"This is the place," she said, putting her map away as she looked over at him.
He looked at the decaying building with a look of disgust. Birds had made their homes there and it looked like the roof had rotten completely. He had a bad feeling about this place.
"Jack-san, let's go," she said as she walked up on ahead.
"Kathy I told you Jack is just fine," he said, as he picked up the pace.
They were both wearing the new blue uniforms. The female officers had to wear mini-skirts which got in the way of work for their co-workers. Furher Mustang made it so. All wars stopped and treaties were signed because of him. He was truly a great Furher. Peace had stayed in the lands and no one had to worry about violence.
Jack looked up at the ceiling seeing that it was completely opened from it falling through. He vaguely wondered what had happened to make it so. Pigeons up in their nests cooed at the new visitors. He stared at them back with his crimson eyes.
"Grab your chalk Jack. Just in case," she warned looking back at him.
He reached into his pocket pulling out the stub of white chalk. He would need to go buy some new chalk after this little mission. He had read somewhere that one of the militaries top alchemists had disappeared but there were no further investigations. Was the military trying to hush it? He pondered this for a bit.
Kathy placed her hand on the oddly shaped alter. She ran her hands over it and felt a crack. She carefully dug her fingers into the crack, sliding the door open.
"Amazing, it looks like this hasn't been touched by time at all," Jack said, hurrying down the stairs.
He ran his hands on the sides of the cramped stairwell. Kathy pulled out her gun, checking if it was loaded. She had promised to Colonel Edwards, Jack's older brother that she would bring him back home safe. Her face colored a little pink at the thought of the Colonel. His handsome smile and good looks came to him naturally.
"Kathy, how old do you think this place is?" Jack asked, snapping the daydreaming woman out of her thoughts.
"Over 200 years old?" she suggested as she shrugged.
The crimson eyed alchemist hurried on ahead to see the forgotten city of the old. He was in awe seeing such a large city under the ground. The city was about the size of Central and directly underneath it. One building stood out among the others. The large mansion that looked brand new.
He ran ahead excited to see that the house was still in perfect condition. He rushed into the mansion forgetting about his comrade running after him. His foot steps echoed loudly in the large polished room. He went into what looked like a ballroom of some sort. His eyes widened when he saw a large black transmutation circle on the ground. Jack looked it over.
"Is this transmutation circle what is left of that alchemist?" he asked himself, crouching down.
He had no idea the blood, the tears and the sweat that the two Elric brothers shed for the stone. His eyes followed the pattern of the circle wondering what the alchemist had used it for. He grew frustrated as he walked around it. Jack was pulled out of his thoughts when he realized he wasn't alone anymore. The boy looked up in horror unsure what kind of monster would live in a place like this for so long.
A short fat bald man dressed in black stood in the doorway of the ballroom. His eyes were blank but his look you could tell he was hungry. Jack was frightened by him. He hadn't seen any one on the way in.
"Where's my Lust?" the short man whined.
Lust? What does he mean by that? Jack thought crouching down to the floor with his chalk gripped tightly in his hand. The short man waddled towards him. The dark haired alchemist drew a quick transmutation on the floor, pressing his hands on it. The ground morphed into a large hand and wrapped itself around the man.
"Jack! Jack! Jack-san!" Kathy called, looking around the mansion.
That troublesome boy he's going to regret not staying with me after I find him she thought, grinning at the thought. He just ran up ahead completely ignoring her which called for a punishment. She was indeed his superior but just by one rank. She heard the sound of someone using alchemy. Jack must've run into some trouble she thought running towards the sound.
Kathy walked into the ballroom seeing that Jack was standing there looking very proud of himself.
"Look at this Kathy," he said, pointing at the fat man.
"… What about him? He looks like a normal man to me," she asked as she walked over to him.
"I want my Lust!" the man piped in.
"There must be others!" Jack exclaimed, carefully opening the man's mouth, "Stick out your tongue."
The man just sat there his mouth open. He did nothing to get Jack's hands off of him nor did he listen at all.
"I waaant my Lust," he wined.
Jack sighed and snapped, "Lust said to stick out your tongue."
The fat man immediately stuck out his tongue. On his tongue was the mark of the ouroboros.
"He's a failed transmutation," the dark haired alchemist said as he let go of the man.
He pulled out his gun, bringing it close to the man's head.
"W-wait! What are you planning on doing to him?" Kathy asked thinking that her comrade had lost it.
"Nothing, he won't die if I pull the trigger anyways," he said with a slight smirk.
He pulled the trigger making Kathy close her eyes tightly. Everything was silent. Kathy opened one of her green eyes to see the man's head still intact. Jack started snickering.
"I can't believe you fell for that! Why in the world would I carry a loaded gun with me when I don't know how to use one?" he said tossing her the useless gun.
She frowned slightly not too amused by Jack's stupid trick. She looked it over seeing that the safety was on as well as it not being loaded. She glared at him. Why can't he be more like his brother!
