OMG 3 reviews! I didn't think anyone would take the time to read this yet there they are!
To guest: Im glad you enjoyed that part and I'll admit it brought a small smile to my face. Im am so happy you reviewed and hope to hear more from you in the future! Best wishes!
Just take it.
Do it. Take it.
You're hungry right? Take it.
The small boy licked his lips at the sight of the chocolate. It looked so yummy and good, it was slightly melting from the heat of the sun and the child could practically taste it. It was funny, he never had chocolate before but from how the others talked about it, it must be delicious!
His hand reached for it only to be slapped away by his master.
"Na ah. Wouldn't want to get punished would we?" She smirked evilly.
He cowered a little, his stomach aching for something. He flinched when there was a pat on his head like one would pet their dog.
"Good boy." The woman grabbed his hand in a rather harsh grip and jerked him into a dark tavern full of what looked to be alcoholics and criminals, definitely not a place for a small boy.
"Oi! Madame over here!" The golden eyed child was practically dragged out the back door to a group of men.
It was all so confusing to him. The men speaking to one of his masters, their harsh laughs and the stench of dirt, smoke and blood. Perhaps it was the fatigue clouding his head, or perhaps the cigarette smoke making it hard to breathe, something just wasnt clicking until the boy was lifted on to the table, essentially on display for everyone there.
"The best thief!" The woman exclaimed. "I can promise you, he can take anything you desire all for a price of course. The best thing about him is that if he gets caught, no problem for you. You have built in denyability."
"Tch. Just another act. He looks like a three year old." The man gave a stone hard glare to the scared child.
"Oh believe me, he is very good. Not even the infamous colonel Mustang could catch him and the boy took the wallet from his very pocket."
This got the attention of the thugs.
"Don't believe me?" She threw a wallet on the table, it was full of cash and had the identification card of a Roy Mustang inside.
The thugs began to murmur before their boss cut them short.
"What else can he do?"
"Anything you desire, and I do mean anything." She purred the last word with a smirk. "He is obedient. Trained like the mutt he is, but with every last bit of innocence gone, he became silent and... Well, traumatized. But that only ensures his cooperation on such matters."
The boss seemed pleased. "This boy, this valuable boy, all for those documents you wanted?"
"Yes. Of the war and the stone and he's yours."
"Heh. Seems like you're eager to get rid of the best weapon you have."
"So is it a deal or no?" She snapped getting impatient.
"Sure. You have our business." The boss motioned to the bag and the woman roughly shoved the boy forward.
"Ever planning on going home, sir?" Hawkeye asked, standing in the doorway of the colonels office.
"If you're waiting for me before you go, don't bother." Mustang replied with a nose full of paperwork.
"I just want to make sure you get home alright, you're not exactly in good condition right now."
"Do you not see this work I still have to complete?" He snapped a little harsher than intended.
Hawkeye stiffened a little from his tone, she was worried he was working himself to death.
"Maybe you need time off. Something to direct your energy towards other than papers. Perhaps a dog would do you some good?" Hawkeye suggested.
"No. If I want to be Führer one day, I need to work for it. Also, I'm not much for dogs or the thought of picking up their poop with my hand."
"I see. Well I shall see you tomorrow then, sir." Hawkeye stepped out and Mustang sat back in his chair getting a small headache.
It wasn't like he liked to work his ass off, he just needed to.
The tired man flipped through some papers until he heard some yelling from outside. Annoyed, he turned towards the window seeing some guards getting attacked and beaten by a child of sorts.
He rushed out only to come across the boy climbing the fence, the boy looked back and Roy saw those golden eyes filled with fear before the child dashed off in a hurry.
He stood in slight shock for a minute not quite sure what had happened.
"Sir! He has the records for Briggs Fortress! We think he might be planning an attack!"
Roy snapped back to Earth. "Get me a phone, now! I must warn Major General Armstrong!"
"Yes sir! Right away!" The rookie ran off and Roy gazed into the darkness of the night. What was happening?
"I assure you. Nothing is getting in here." Roy sighed at Olivier Armstrong's tone. She was clearly annoyed.
"Double defense. Stand guard. With the blueprints to the fortress, the enemy could know of secret routes-"
"I am appalled you think me and my men can't handle this." She snapped. "We've done good to guard the border don't you forget, and I'll be damned if I let some child walk in unannounced."
"I think the child was just a decoy." Roy mumbled more than frustrated. "I'm only warning you of an impending attack, we can't afford to loose that fortress."
"I understand. That's why I was sent here." She snapped at him again.
"Thank you." He growled a little irritated before hanging up. He was only warning her and ended up getting his head bitten off.
What a night. How much trouble could one stupid child be?
"Oi. Brat. Did you get what we asked?" The boss growled. The small boy pulled put blueprints from his bag and handed them over.
The boss nodded and looked up. "Did you get caught?"
The child shrank back. Yes. He did. At least he didn't get captured. Those big scary military men would probably beat him for fun...
The boss clicked his tongue swinging his cane out striking the boy in the stomach. The blond child choked a gasp before sinking to his knees earning another strike across his jaw, that would surely bruise... He cried out grasping his cheek cowering as the boss raised the cane over his head.
"Did I or did I not tell you to be silent? Now they'll be expecting us. You ruined it! You little shit."
The men watched in amusement as their boss showed the new kid how life worked there. The boss said something and that meant do it perfectly, there was no room for error.
Two of them had to drag the boy away from the boss, the child was out like a light. He was thrown into a decent sized card board box in the alley, the two men standing guard in case he tried to escape.
This boy was too valuable, if what Lust had said was true, then the son of Hohenheim was a powerful alchemist who had yet to discover his abilities. It started to sprinkle rain and the men laughed as they watched the child shiver in the cold.
See? I warned you of the darkness! But that shall go away soon and beware the fluff! Sooooooo much fluff coming I can't even begin to tell you!
Also I'm sorry if it was a little hard to understand earlier, I kinda wanted to keep a little mystery there without ruining anything ;)
And let's be honest, the only reason I updated was from the 3 reviews, if they wouldn't have reviewed, I wouldn't have remembered to write another chapter as awful as that sounds.
In short? Review!
