New chapter! Stupid Kai keeps beating me through Yoshpet.

Envy: We don't care.

3B6: I'm finally introduced!

~3rd Geno POV~

4F8 growled, annoyed at the ceaseless prodding of his side. He finally got annoyed enough to open his eyes, and saw 4F9's face about six inches away from him. This was enough for him to scream and stumble about a foot away from his sister.

"Why is there a strange cat here?" 4F9 could be fairly demanding of him, even though he was just barely older.

"He crashed into me."

"You know you're making no sense, right? Nobody crashes into each other at night, since there aren't many humans that can beat a cat at night speed-wise."

"He crashed into me from the sky, not the ground."

"I highly doubt that."

"Look, I was flying, and..."

"You can FLY?" She asked with disbelief

"I guess... it was kinda sudden."

"Can you do it now?"

"Okay..." He turned to the sky, pink with the sun just risen and recited the chant. However, nothing happened.

"Nothing's happening."

"Strange, it happened earlier..."

"Okay, now what about that cat? It seems to look like a hawk. It has feathers and everything! Do you think it's injured?"

"Well, it did fall on me, and I think I heard a crunch..." But 4F9 was feeling the strange cat for broken bones, not listening to him. She didn't know much about medicine, but she could easily find broken bones, probably because 4F8 kept getting them broken.

"I think his right hind leg's broken, but that's all!" was 4F9's exclamation. She then started poking him. "Wakkkkeee upppppp kittttttyyyyyy. Waaaakkkkeee uppppp." 4F8 wasn't sure how unorthodox this was, but nothing happened, and decided to look around for something to eat.

~Small time skip~

When 4F8 came back with two mice hanging by their tails, he saw that the strange cat was sitting up. 4F9 motioned him over. "I think he's in a state of shock, or something like that. He woke up, but all he'll say is 'Psy.'"

~Third person/Geno POV~

Rhea looked through the bars of her steel cage. The cage was built on a heater to prevent her powers being used and escaping, so it just had thin bars crisscrossing, leaving square-inch gaps for three hundred and sixty degrees. Through her thin metal prison, she saw the newcomer, also in a cage. Strange, she thought the humans just put cats and dogs in cages. She guessed she was mistaken.

He was fairly short, but larger than her, so his cage was larger and a direct copy of her own. He had golden hair, with a weird cowlick in the middle of his forehead. And he kept banging on his cage and saying words that the authoress is censoring for the sake of the rating. She hoped the banging would cease after an hour or two, she wanted to actually sleep tonight.

"Why do you have me here? I'm not Jewish, so there's no reason for you to keep me here!"

The Ekhert lady came up and smiled.

"Because you're our ticket to Shambala, along with the Great Serpent, of course."

~Envy's POV~

It took a while to get to the town, mainly because Charge tripped over everything, and I kept stumbling, since my paws were still burnt. But we did get there eventually. It was fairly larger than the last town we were at, but Blaze just said that "it would be easier to escape from people, because they don't know the streets as well as Marrow." And yet I still don't know whom Marrow is. However the town probably had some food, and Blaze seemed to know her way around fairly well.

"Me and Rhea stayed here for a month or two," she said.

"You keep mentioning Rhea. Just who is she?" I asked.

"An old friend. She doesn't have any powers yet, but I named her that because she didn't like being called a number. We were kept in the same lab, in cages next to each other. However, she would be dead if Psy hadn't carried her out of the lab. Most Genos that tried to escape died by being set on fire by flaming arrows. She's like a sister to me, and she got lost a few months ago. She was very good with herbs, but extremely stubborn at the same time. I've been asking everyone where she could be, but nobody knows." So Rhea was her friend. At least that made sense.

"In the time I spent here, I met Marrow, and found his hideout. He generally hides in a fairly hard to find area, so it should be in the same condition as last time I visited." So Blaze knows Marrow, and where he lives. I wondered if there were any other Genos living there. And I was fairly curious where then name Geno came from.

"Blaze, I was wondering. Why do you call yourselves the Genos?"

"When we were in the lab, we heard the word "Genocide" a lot, generally followed by looking at maps and sinking pushpins in. We figured it had something to do with us, so that's what we named ourselves." Genocide? I'd heard that term a few times. I just had to remember where...

Blaze smiled, and walked a few paces forward. "We'd better go the the hideout before anyone spots us." And started walking in the same direction, on the outskirts of the streets. After a while(my paws were still burnt, and it took a while to walk) we arrived at a small alley with a solitary trash can.

"I thought you said his hideout's hard to find."

She nodded. "It is," she said, tapping on the trash can. The trash can's hollow tones were faint, and after a minute, I thought she was completely insane.

At least until a small section of the surrounding brick wall turned, much like a revolving door, and a cat emerged from behind it.

He was a dark brown, around the color of fallen leaves, and fairly muscular. He looked normal, except for the blades protruding from the lower area of his front legs. They appeared to be made of bone, and looked a lot like the waves a child draws, with the curved area near his paws, with the length horizontally being an inch at most. I guess he was Marrow.

"Envy, this is Marrow, or number 3B6 if you want. He's fairly good at fighting, but he's-" Blaze was cut off by Marrow staring at me and yelling "He's a Nazi spy!"

"Paranoid." she finished. "Don't worry, he thinks everyone's a Nazi spy at first. Anyway, can we come in now?" Marrow looked at me. "I suppose, but don't tell the spy any of our plans." He said, moving aside.

His underground hideout was fairly large, about the size of a small house with only one floor. From what I saw, there weren't any Genos living there. It reminded me of Ishbal, with the Ishbalians hiding around like rats. Suddenly I remembered what Genocide was.

It was what had happened to the Ishbalians, it was mass execution. I motioned for Blaze to come over.

"I remember what Genocide is. Genocide is mass killing." Blaze stepped back.

"But, but... that means...we were created to kill?"

I just read a random fanfic and found out that there's going to be another FMA movie!

HAPPYHAPPYHAPPYHAPPYHAPPY to the power of fourty two

Envy: It's called the scared star of Milos, or something like that.

Charge: Why to the power of fourty two?

Because it's the answer to Life, the Universe, and Everything.

Blaze: Will you tell us why you called our group basically a shortened version of mass killers?

No.