I woke up all soar. I stretched my arms and yawned, when I felt something on my lap. I looked down to find the kitten staring up at me with it's blue eyes.

"Hi there," I said softly. The kitten got up and climbed onto m shoulder, where it licked my face with it's rough tongue. I laughed and briefly stroked the kitten's head before I moved to get up. The kitten jumped down, and when I stood up, it stood right by me. I tied my blanked around my waist and walked out of the alleyway, the kitten trotting along right behind me, like a little duckling following it's mother.

We must've been a queer sight, a girl with strange clothes and a blanket tied around her waist with a small white kitten following her. That must've been why I felt more stares than yesterday. Or maybe it was the fact that I turned in the criminals near here.

"Miss!" One man ran up to me. It was a soldier, carrying a letter, addressed to me. I gratefully took it and thanked the man before opening it.

It was a note to me, explaining the execution of the serial killers I had captured was today, at twelve o'clock. Before the man left, I asked him what time it was, and he told me it was an hour till the execution.

"Mr., do you know where this prison is?" I asked the soldier. He nodded.

"Yes Mam, I was told to escort you there."

"By Lieutenant Colonel Roy?"

"Yes Mam."

"Alright, then. Lead the way," I said, swooping the kitten up into my arms so that it wouldn't have to walk all the way to the prison trailing me.

We wove through the streets, the soldier deftly navigating us through East City. We soon arrived in a less populated part of town, with many scary-looking buildings. The soldier led me a bit farther before stopping in front of a three story cement building with barred windows.

"This is it, Mam," The soldier said, opening the heavy glass door to the entrance. I thanked him as I snuck in the building, only to find it swarming with people. Confused, I walked among the crowd until I spotted Roy Mustang, talking with a few of his superiors. I approached their group, and shyly poked Roy's shoulder.

He turned, then when he recognized me, he beckoned me forward.

"This is the girl I was talking about." He said, motioning to me. The other officials were surprised. Soon after Roy introduced me to them, but I'm absolutely horrible with names so I forgot them almost as soon as I learned them. They acted cold and civil, but I saw an excited glint in everyone's eyes.

When his superiors went off to attend to something, I asked Roy something.

"Why are there so many people here?" I asked, scanning the large crowd.

"They are either family or friends of the people who were murdered."

"But why would they be here?" I asked, oblivious to the obvious.

"They came to watch their murders be avenged." Roy stated, and I stared at him.

"Wow, there's like a few hundred people here!" I exclaimed as I gawked at the growing crowd.

"Well, over a hundred people were murdered by these delinquents…"

"Ohh, I get it, but why," I started, but was cut off by someone yelling over the crowd.

"Please make your way into the courtyard, and stand by the nearest gallows. The prisoners will be escorted out shortly," The loud man said. The crowd quickly dissipated, visitors exiting out a back door. Roy and I stuck close to eachother as we followed the flow of people into the courtyard. People clustered around the base of the gallows that would soon be used, shouting an cheering. Roy dragged me over to the platform on the gallows to stand by the other generals who gathered on the edge of the platform. I looked down at the cheering crowd, frowning in disgust. I mean, I know that serial killers are disgusting, but I still find it repulsive people are so excited to see something so horrible as a hanging.

Soon the prisoners were led out, and the crowd cleared a walkway as five muscular men led them to the platform. The were each hoisted up on the platform and brought into a line, standing behind stools.

As the charges were read out for each man, the executioner lowered the nooses as the prisoners were ushered onto the stools, and the executioner went around to tighten each noose once they were around the men's neck.

When the charges were done, the executioner approached a lever, and when he reached it, the audience started to count down.

"3….2….1…. HANG!" The audience cheered as the executioner pulled the lever. I looked away, purely disgusted as I heard a sickening 'crunch' from the gallows. The audience whooped and cheered with vicious happiness, which led me to feel even more foul. I cast my eyes to the ground, not willing to look up at the death I caused.

I probably felt disgusted because it was my fault they were killed. It wasn't my decision, but it was my own actions that lead up to it. That could disgust me more than anything. I truthfully felt sick to my stomach, and if I had eaten anything since I had appeared here, I probably would have thrown it up. I knew I wouldn't sleep peacefully tonight.

Roy put a gloved hand on my shoulder when we exited the courtyard and were walking down the street.

"I'm sorry you had to see that," He said. I shook my head.

"It's better for me to get used to this stuff while I can, so it doesn't surprise me in the future. I am trying to be in the military, after all," I laughed bitterly. I guess this wouldn't be all fun and games… But really seeing someone die in real life, its horrifying. No wonder murderers are crazy. You'd have to be to be able to live with yourself long enough to kill someone else.

Roy removed his hand and pulled out an envelope, handing it to me. It was reasonably thick, and had my name scrawled on it in neat script.

"Reward money," Roy said as I took the envelope. My eyes regained their devious light.

"Hehe… I got money!" I yelled, surprising the few people near us as I jumped around in glee.

"Really, she's something…." Roy muttered, sweatdropping as I danced away.

Off to shop I go! I wandered around East City, looking through shops for new clothes and other necessities. I bought four new outfits, a new pair of sneakboots, a deck of cards, a first aid kit, some cat food, and a large leather suitcase to stuff it all in.

I entered a diner when I was done, so starving I ordered so much food it made other customers gape. I ate about half, leaving the other half to take with me. I dragged along all my stuff along with the cat, not bothering to find a place to stay for I felt it was right to stay in the place where I woke up.

I fed the cat and gave it clean bandages before wrapping the blanket around us. The kitten made me feel safer, and with that feeling, I drifted off to sleep.

Hello, my lovely readers~ How's the story so far? Do you guys like it? Hopefully…..

Anyway, something is going to happen in the next chapter…. Its BIG! So read on!

P.S. I don't own FMA, because if I did, it would have more comedy than it does….. but it feels wrong saying that when I just wrote a creepy chapter…. MORE HUMOR TO COME!