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Jaws dropped right then and there, mainly Edward's.

"Kenny?! Your name is Kenny?!" She continued to grin as she nodded.

"Yup. My name is Kenny. Strange for a woman, I know, but it's my name nonetheless. I like it, too. Unusual and it screws with people's heads. Anyhoo, I suppose that we should get started, shouldn't we? After all, once I set my mind to something, I do it. Right, Seth?" The twelve year old was shaking his head in disbelief.

"I can't believe that you're my sister." Kenny tensed.

"Don't say things like that." The three boys blinked as she then whirled around and began to walk down the corridors of the hospital.

Seth was confused by his sister's sudden mood. Very confused. He was kidding around, Kenny knew that.

"Hey! Where are you going?!" Edward called out to her.

Kenny waved for them to follow. The three boys looked to each other, and once Seth shrugged, Alphonse was the first one to follow. The armored boy took off into a run, Seth soon following.

Edward shook his fist and took off after them once he realized that they were leaving him behind.

"Hey! Wait up!"

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Kenny sat on the window ledge, staring out at the city of Aquroya. Her auburn locks were still tied up in its usual lazy ponytail, drifting to her waist. She hadn't bothered to change from her usual travelling attire, a white tank top and a pair of khakis. No, it was too much trouble. Especially since she had more important things to think about.

Seth was fast asleep and the Elrics had snuck off from their own room to deal with the Psiren alone. Kenny had watched the two boys as they had done so and was now waiting for them to return. Not that she was concerned. No, Kenny was never concerned. She trusted them enough to know how to take care of themselves. Especially since Edward was the prodigy alchemist everyone went on about.

The youngest State Alchemist in history.

Her eyes closed for a moment and she frowned.

That title used to belong to her. Becoming a State Alchemist at just the young age of fifteen. The Colonel had discovered her too. This was a year after her successful "experiment" as he would call it. Kenny referred to it simply as something she didn't regret and never would.

Alchemy requires the law of equivalent exchange. In order to gain something, something of equal value must be lost.

It seemed that to gain back a life, one must give up a piece of their inner self. It also depended on the size, whether or not it you would succeed at the attempt.

After Seth's original death, Kenny had spent three years studying to become the best alchemist, just so that she could succeed at the impossible.

Hard work always pays off.

She had done it at the cost of that piece of soul the Gate had taken from her. But, in return, she had gotten her brother back. She had also seen some scary things while she was making the transaction of body and soul. Scary things that had helped to improve her alchemic ability and it was all worth it. She would do it all again if she had to, but she hoped that she would never have to do it again. She may not be so lucky the next time.

The young woman raised her hand up to her face and stared at her palm for a moment before clenching it into a fist. Her eyes hardened as she watched her hand quiver before her.

No pain, no gain.

How true. She had suffered a great deal and now she clearly understood the meaning behind the saying. Of course, that goes without saying, Kenny was a very intelligent person. Especially since she was just barely the age of twenty four. Most people her age had never undergone such hardships where they actually needed to use their brains.

Alchemy was a science.

She always needed to be thinking and she always was. Some people, however, would beg to differ.

"You're too carefree."

"You never think!"

"One day, you're going to get yourself killed, Lieutenant! All because you don't think!"

Roy tended to believe her rash actions were all based around the inability to think clearly. Of course, he had reasons to believe it was exactly that. Kenny wasn't known for being particularly safe when it came to her missions. But he was still wrong.

She thought about everything.

Every word that came to her lips, she had rehearsed the consequences in her mind.

Seth didn't see it either. The constant pauses before responses, however short, they existed.

However, she had to give the Flame Alchemist some credit. He had found them and had figured out exactly what she had done. He had given her a way to use her knowledge to help people, even if it was to help himself further his own career. Roy was protecting her secret with his job on the line and, though he didn't always deserve it, he had something that Kenny didn't even have for herself.

He had her respect and utmost loyalty.

Yes, it was true. She didn't do everything exactly the way he wanted it done, but she did everything he asked her to do. Usually within the first twenty four hours, depending on what he wanted done.

She recalled even doing his paperwork once.

Kenny blinked and then looked back out the window, shifting her body so that her legs dangled in the air over the ledge.

Roy Mustang had flaws, but so did every other human being in the world.

He was a womanizer, a pervert, lazy, a jerk, sarcastic- she could have went on, but Kenny wanted to continue to focus on the positive.

It had been a long time since she had this much time to think everything over and to just analyse the people she knew right down to their true intentions. Truth be told, Colonel Roy Mustang, the Flame Alchemist, was someone she had never been able to figure out. He was different, but so were all people.

Kenny wouldn't exactly consider him a friend, but she respected and trusted him all the same. As did most of his subordinates. Besides, he was amusing to watch. What she found most amusing was when he attempted to get a rise out of her, failing each and every time.

He had yet to discover how to royally tick her off.

Kenny was waiting to see if he would ever figure it out. She didn't doubt that he would, seeing that whenever she went back to East Headquarters, he was on her back like a leech. But, Kenny had to admit that she'd rather be the aggravated than be the one he wanted to see naked.

It was bad enough that he wanted all female personnel to wear miniskirts.

Just one of his many plans for when he became Fuhrer.

And that one plan had made Kenny laugh in his face, just in an attempt to get her own rise out of him as payback. In return, he just smirked.

"You'll see. I'll become Fuhrer one day and you'll be end up being my secretary."

And she believed him. She knew that one day, he would succeed and become Fuhrer and she also knew that he would make her his secretary.

Whether or not that was a promotion or a demotion was still up for debate.

"Sister, what are you doing still up?" Seth murmured, rubbing his eyes.

Kenny looked over her shoulder and smiled.

"I'm just enjoying the view, Little Brother. Go back to sleep." The boy was soon fast asleep again and Kenny kept her eyes focused on him for a moment longer before looking back towards the scenery of what was the Sinking City.

Now, to analyse someone else-