Another update! And there's a massive, yet extremely predictable plot twist coming!

4F9: Yaaaaaay!

Envy: As long as she doesn't kill us all. The authoress has been known to do that.

...Maybe I am, though I'm probably not going to.

~Envy's POV~

"Everyone out! The structure isn't designed to withstand explosives!" Charge rushed out, slightly panting from yelling to get away from the base. There were three of the flying machines overhead, circling the town like hawks. Charge glanced at them for about a minute, then quickly started meowing the statistics of the machines.

"There's two A.W.38 Whitleys, and a HP.52 Hampden." Wait, there were two different machines? I looked at the sky, but all I saw was that one had a smaller wingspan.

"And how might that help us?" Blaze looked confused.

"They're both bombers, and can carry fairly heavy bombs. I believe they can carry about six thousand pounds of bombs between them. The HP.52 Hampden can fly slightly faster than the A.W.38 Whitleys, and in addition, the A.W.38 Whitleys can also fly much higher."

"We run, right?"

"You're correct, Blaze. From what I can tell, they'll just bomb this town, since they have an extremely limited number of bombs, and both are associated with the United Kingdom, so they probably don't have a base nearby. So if we get out of this town, they probably won't think anything of a few specks running in the distance." Charge motioned to the road. "This way's fastest to get away."

"I know a town area a few miles away with a place we can hide," Falcon faintly whispered, "Me and Psy hid there once, and I'm pretty sure the place in reinforced against bombs. It's a massive tower, so I don't think we'll be found."

"Andro, do you think you should use your power? I was asleep last time you used it, and really want to see it!"

"The people will notice it, 4F9," Andro sighed, "I'll use it once we get a good distance away, plus I only think it works at night. It's around noon now."

"Come on," Falcon murmured, "this way," pointing to the road Charge motioned to.

Charge nodded and dashed away from the base, the other Genos and me following in close pursuit.

~Small time skip~

When given half a chance, NEVER walk anywhere with 4F9.

She asked every minute if we were there yet.

Literally. After(according to Marrow) the hundred and sixty-seventh time, Blaze snapped and threatened to leave her behind. Which shut her up for about twenty minutes.

"Are we ther-" Andro cuffed her with his paw.

"No." Charge, whom was a good distance in front of us, sat and waited for us to catch up.

"The stars are beginning to come out, Andro," Charge meowed, "Why don't you try to use your power?" Andro debated it for a second, then muttered an almost inconceivable chant under his breath. Suddenly, light began to surround him, deftly taking the shape of something resembling a lion. Charge turned around, amazed.

"Amazing! I assume the form changes from night to night?"

"I don't know...this is only my second time doing it," Andro paused and glanced at the sky, "But I see the Nemean lion's constellation, not the Great Square Of Pegasus, so I assume it's based on what constellation's in the sky."

"Are we there yet?"

"We'll get there when we get there," Charge sighed.

"Which is when?"

"When we get there."

"Can you be more specific?"

"No." This fairly effectively got 4F9 to be quiet again for another ten minutes.

~Small time skip~

After about an hour, the tower Falcon talked about became visible. I was surprised that it was so tall, dwarfing most of its surroundings easily. Falcon swooped down and hovered about a yard off the ground.

"That's the place."

~3rd Geno POV~

"So you don't know where the Gate will drop you? That's inconvenient at most, and we can easily lure it out. I hear," the woman smiled, "according to legend, it has a hatred of the one whom created it. And according to my sources, the one whom created it was you, Van Hoenheim. So it would make sense that if we wanted to attract the Great Serpent, we would just make it known that we have you."

"So what am I doing here? I have nothing to do with your stupid plan," the boy interjected.

"If the Great Serpent dislikes Hoenheim, perhaps it will be even more pleased by his son as well." Rhea was fairly surprised by this answer; she thought they had been there as hostages, but she never expected that her captors were following such an extravagant plot.

~Envy's POV~

Once we were at the tower, all of the Genos flopped over on their sides in exhaustion. I was fine, though. After a few minutes of the others' panting, Falcon landed, bracing himself the cold steel framing to support his injured leg.

"The area we can get in's pretty hard to reach, so it isn't guarded at all, at least last time I checked."

"Guarded?" Marrow inquired.

"Yeah. I think it has some kinda connection to the Nazis. I saw a few swastikas in there, but other than that, I don't think they're that dangerous."

"So...the entrance?" Marrow asked.

"Right. You've got to climb one of the trees near a window," Falcon demonstrated by jumping in the air, flapping his wings, and perching in a nearby tree. I looked at the tree for a minute. Falcon was about fifteen feet up, perching on the first branch that overlooked a nearby window. I could easily get up to there if I was in my human form, but of course the damn Gate took my shapeshifting. Marrow glanced at it and pounced, using the bone blades on his front legs to secure himself, and quickly made it up using his blades to haul himself up. Andro was next, still in his Nemean Lion form, which I was starting to get jealous of, even if his partial shapeshifting powers had severe limits. He easily scaled the tree, but tearing deep gashes in the bark while doing so. Once he got up to the branch (which was about a yard wide), he turned back into his regular feline self.

"Hurry up, slowpokes!" Andro shouted, amused.

Determined not to be outdone, Charge dug his claws into the bark and started to progress his way to the branch, though was much slower than the previous three. I jumped on the bandwagon and attempted to climb. It was a few minutes before either me of Charge reached the top, mainly because it was so damn high off the ground and was painful on my shoulder blades. Once we got up, the only ones left were Blaze and 4F9.

"Come on, sis!" Andro encouraged. After a second, 4F9 started stumbling up the tree at a fairly slow pace. Blaze was still on the ground, glued to the spot.

"Blaze, come on! The guards might find us if we stay too long!" Falcon meowed.

"Are you sure that's safe?"

"Maybe. Now get up here!" Charge meowed, annoyed. Blaze glared daggers at him, then started to climb the tree just as 4F9 scrambled up onto the branch. After a few minutes Blaze managed to get up on the branch as well.

"This way, "Falcon murmured, "They never fixed the broken window, s owe can easily get in. Just make sure not to yell or do anything loud that would attract attention." He jumped in, and all of us momentarily followed.

From what I could see, we landed in a storeroom, obviously untouched for a while due to all the dust and one of the Genos sneezing a few times. It was fairly dark, with no light save for the window. Falcon glanced around, then relaxed.

"Nobody's touched it for a while, and nothing's been touched since my last visit, even though it was about a month ago. Good."

I did some research on planes for this chapter. Did you know that a lot of FMA names are based off World War Two aircraft? I know there's the 151 Mustang, Heinkel 111, and a few others.

And the new pokemon game's coming out soon!

Envy: Pokemon nerd.

I know! Though the Japanese names are better than the English ones.