I'm on a roll here and don't want to stop it, so here's the next part!

Havoc quickly led them through the bustling city on the way to the government building. People stopped to stare, as no one was aloud into the city these days unless it was urgent business. Whispers erupted all around them and Havoc began to pick up the pace.

"The Fuhrer is in that building straight ahead." Havoc indicated. "I'll drop you off at the door."

Just as they reached the gate to the base, however, several people began to scream and point up into the sky. They all looked up and saw Dante on her broomstick flying overhead, thick black smoke pouring from the bristles as though they were on fire! She looped and dived about, the smoke clearly writing words of warning. Slowly, the entire message became clear…

Surrender…

Winry…

Or…

Die!

Everyone began to panic, wondering who was this Winry? Winry gulped as she saw the message. Ed grabbed her arm and said, "Let's go!"

Without further ado, Ed pushed open the gate just as Havoc unlocked it and dragged Winry inside, followed by Al and Lust. Dante smirked as she saw them running towards the Central HQ. She had sown the seeds of discord. Now she only had to wait and see what grew. She angled her broom around and sped back toward her mansion.

A nondescript woman at the door said, "We're in a bit of a crisis with the arrival of the Wicked Alchemist. Come back tomorrow."

"I really need to see the Fuhrer! This is important!" Winry said.

"And who are you?" the woman asked.

"I'm Winry!"

The woman glanced up at the message in the sky briefly before nodding and opening the door.

"The Fuhrer is extremely busy so make it quick!"

And with that, they were in. It was bedlam. All over soldiers were running about, carrying paperwork, weapons, and telephones. Al, as the largest of the group, walked ahead. It was like parting a river. People skirted around Al and the rest of the group just had to make sure they were walking a few feet behind him. Soon, they made it to an elevator. Once inside, Winry scanned the buttons before seeing one marked "Fuhrer's Office." She pressed it and the elevator doors clanged noisily shut and lurched upwards. It was a short ride, but the closer they got to the top, the darker it got, until they were in a creepy twilight lit by only a few weak lights, most of them flickering. They quietly made their way down a hallway towards a huge pair of double doors.

"Do you think the Fuhrer's in there?" Winry whispered.

"He has to be!" Ed whispered back. "There's only one door on this floor!"

"This is kind of scary!" Al whispered, looking around nervously. "What if he won't see us?"

"Why are we whispering?" Lust asked in a normal voice.

Everyone stopped and scratched their heads. They all shrugged and Lust sweat dropped. They were at the doors. Winry knocked three times and a voice said, "Come in!"

Winry pushed the creaking doors open and they all walked inside. It was a lavish room, quite unlike the foreboding atmosphere of the hallway. A fire was crackling merrily in the corner, and the walls were lined with books. A man was seated at a large desk, in front of a sofa and two armchairs. Another man was standing to the right of the man in the desk. The man in the desk indicated that they should sit. Al and Lust sat in the chairs, while Ed and Winry sat on the couch. The man said, "I am King Bradley, The Fuhrer of Amestris. What is it that you want with me?"

Winry spoke up first. "Please sir! I just want to go home! This isn't my world!"

Ed spoke up next. "I've been having these dreams lately. I don't know what they mean, but I feel like I should. I want to know what they mean!"

Al went next. "I was cursed by Etnad shortly after I was born. I want the curse removed, please."

Lust went last. "I've been a servant to Dante all my life. I want True Life and not this half existence I've been living."

The Fuhrer took this all in, nodding in places, until they were finished. He stood up and said, "I'm sorry. But I can't grant such requests."

They all began to talk at once, asking why. He held up a hand for silence and they quieted down.

"With Dante's appearance, I'm very busy. Until the problem with Dante is cleared up, I can't do anything to help you."

The group got up, sullenly, to leave. Just as they reached the door, however, they were stopped by the Fuhrer. "Wait! I've just had an idea!"

They all turned eagerly to hear it.

"If you can kill the Wicked Alchemist of the West, and bring proof that you did it, I'll grant your requests."

Their faces fell. That was going to be nearly impossible!

"What's the problem? You've already killed Etnad haven't you? Killing Dante can't be that much harder."

"But I killed Etnad on accident! I've never intentionally killed anyone!"

The Fuhrer merely smiled and shrugged.

"My offer stands. Kill Dante, and I'll grant your requests. Good day."

He turned to some paperwork and began filling it out. The man standing beside his desk caught Winry's eye as everyone else turned to leave. It looked like he was trying to tell her something…but the Fuhrer caught her looking and said, "That's Roy Mustang, my second in command. I'm afraid his tongue was cut at an early age and he can't speak."

As the Fuhrer turned back his work, Roy slowly shook his head. Mystified, Winry turned to leave.

What had he been trying to tell her?

As the door shut behind Winry and her group, the Fuhrer's small smile disappeared and he picked up a phone. He dialed only three numbers before saying, "They're on their way. Yes, she had the shoes with her, but I didn't try anything. Of course I know what those shoes are, I'm not ignorant!"

He slammed the phone down, having said his peace. Those shoes were powerful, and he would've loved to have them in his possession. How easily Amestris could be ruled if only he had those shoes! Feeling restless, he stood and walked to the window, watching Winry, Ed, Al, and Lust walking towards the West, the people avoiding them thanks to Dante's message. Would they be able to do what no one else could? He sighed and sat back down to continue his work. Roy could only watch and hope Winry had understood.

As they left Central and continued down the Yellow Brick Road towards the West, Winry couldn't get that look Roy gave her as they left. It bugged her, not knowing what he was trying to say, but couldn't think of anything she could do about it. She pushed it from her mind and instead concentrated on how she was going to kill Dante. She had Ed, Al, and Lust to help her. She had absolutely no weapons and Dante could harness powerful Alchemy as well as six other Sins. Lust could fly and had sharp claws, but if the other six Sins ganged up on her she wouldn't stand a chance. Al was big with an immortal body made of metal, but Dante could probably break him down easily. Ed had a knife and, if he was like the other Ed, formidable fighting skills. But would it be enough? It seemed a hopeless situation no matter which way you looked at it. Some of her unease must have shown on her face, because Ed clapped her on the shoulder and said, "Don't worry. We'll find a way."

She smiled and nodded, looking down the road with more determination. They might not have a plan, but Dante couldn't be immortal. They'd find a way.

They had too…

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