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One child. One little kid had everyone losing their minds. Mustang sat at his desk contemplating their next move. Sure, they could go through Central and locate the kid but who said that he was still in Central? The older man groaned.

One little insolent snot had him and his men panicking and running around like chickens with their heads cut off.

"Sir. The perimeter is secured." A soldier came in.

"How "secure" was it last night that a mere child could break in undetected?" He mumbled under his breath.

"Sir?"

"Nothing. It was just a thought." He replied standing from the uncomfortable chair, he had been in it so long his joints needed a break. "Go make sure the men know what the kid looks like. We can't have him here again."

"Yes sir!" The younger male ran off. Roy walked to the records room full of filing cabinets and information about almost anyone worth needing to know. Perhaps the boy's parents were in here and perhaps by some ounce of luck he could find them. The problem was with no names or date of birth or anything, Roy would have to look through every individual record, and that could take days, weeks even.

He had sent Hughes and Hawkeye to the records department in Central. They were supposed to look for records of kids, 13 years or younger, blonde hair, brown eyes and they were instructed to look at every file there. Perhaps later, Mustang could go over and help.

But as of now, he had a lot of papers to look over.


Four hours had passed and the only things he got were about blonde haired criminals with no known families. He thought about investigating these people when he was interrupted by Hawkeye and Hughes.

"Sir, we found seven files about kids from your description." Hawkeye reported.

"Good. let's look." Roy moved the files off the wooden table and put the new ones down.

"First is a boy, Adam Fetcher, eight years old, currently with his parents here in central." Hawkeye reported.

"No. That's not him."

"Second and third are twin girls, Stacie and Lacy-"

"Not them. Next."

"Fourth is a boy named Edward Elric, five years old, missing since last year from Resembool. He was taken by Pinako Rockbell with one granddaughter, Winry Rockbell after his parents died from unknown causes."

"Too young. Next."

"Fifth is The Winry girl I just spoke of, also five-"

"Again, too young."

"Sixth is Alphonse Elric, brother to Edward. But he was pronounced deceased with no evidence to support that. It could be possible he didn't die. But he is only four."

This one caught Roy's attention. Why would someone say a kid was dead, and from the looks of it there was no death certificate either. "Set that one aside."

"Last is Hayden-"

"No. I can tell from the picture that's not him. Our culprit didn't have a pink tipped mohawk."

"Anything else Sir?"

"Get ready for a train ride, we're going to Resembool."

Mustard grabbed the three files for the Elric brothers and Winry. It was rather odd that three of them, all related he assumed, came up, and that sent up a red flag.


"Ugh... Make him stop..."

"Don't worry. He'll run out of air soon."

"We should just toss him out a window and get him on our way back."

Hawkeye chuckled and closed her eyes enjoying the ride on the train. Meanwhile, Hughes was talking everyone's ear off about his beloved wife and how they were going to have 20 kids someday and that he would love them all and that he just knew he and his wife were going to live together happily forever and ever and-

On and on and on he went never stopping to even inhale. Mustang partially beloved this man didn't need oxygen and just lived off of the fact he had a wife and a soon-to-be family.

When the train finally stopped, (after miles and miles of listening to that man,) everyone was eager to get off, there were small crowds at the doors pushing to get out.

Mustang pulled out a small card with the address of the Rockbells and began walking to the house way off in the distance. Luckily a nice man offered them a ride and drove them up to the house where they met a not too pleased, Pinako Rockbell.

"I don't care why you're here or what you want, leave this grieving family alone."

"Mrs. Rockbell, I just want to talk about the kids-"

"And bring up old wounds? You should've done the research! Ed ran away and Alphonse died with his mother in that fire. If you want to help, go get that little brat for me and tell him to drink his milk!"

Hawkeye sighed and smiled kindly to Winry. "Do you mind if I talk to you?" The girl shook her head and the two went to the next room and sat on the couch.

"Why are you here?" Winry started. It wasn't like they got military officials everyday.

"I'm looking for someone and I think you could help."

"Really? Me? Help? That's why I wanna be an automail mechanic someday like my grandma! She helps people all the time! I wanna be just like her!" Winry smiled happily at the thought.

"So you like helping people?" Hawkeye asked trying to get Winry comfortable.

"Yeah! Even Ed and Al wanted to! But they wanted to do something different I think... I dunno but they wanna help too you should talk to them! They're my friends and Al's nice!"

"Oh yeah? Where are they?"

"I dunno. Al left one day and Ed was sad, so he left to find the scary man that started a fire."

Hawkeye stiffened. "Did you see the scary man?"

"No but Ed did and he said it wasn't an accident like what everybody says."

"What did Ed say, can you remember?"

"Hmm..." Winry tapped her chin. "I think he said a man started the fire and that he looked like the boogy man!"

"Thank you Winry, that's all I need. You did good helping me, and I hope you can help others like you want."

"Thanks! I dunno why everyone says you guys a mean, you were nice!"

Hawkeye smiled. "Thank you, Winry."

"Yep!" Winry got of the couch and ran to her room to play, not the least bit bothered by the military people and their weird questions.

Hawkeye went to the kitchen to find the little woman practically lecturing a annoyed looking Roy.

"Sir." Hawkeye said interrupting the conversation. "I believe we should go."

"Right." Roy stood up. "Thank you for your time Mrs. Rockbell. Let's go."

Once outside Hawkeye stopped Roy.

"I don't think it's Alphonse we're looking for, I think it's Edward. The little girl, Winry, told me that there was scary men that started a fire and that Edward left to find him. She said it was a "boogy man" and I think we should look up Homunculus attacks here in Resembool."

"Great thinking." Roy said a little more than pleased with this new information. "Back on the train to Central, and this time, I'm getting in a separate car from Hughes."

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