Hehe! I've finally gotten some inspiration! Well, for most of my stories anyway...
I personally loved this chapter! It's awesome! You get to see so much more to Kenny!
Kenny ruffled the blonde's hair and grinned wildly as he glared at her with his golden eyes.
"Will you PLEASE stop?!"
"Why? You look so adorable when you're pissed off!" Seth and Alphonse let out sighs of surrender and continued through the rain towards the Military building.
Edward also sighed. In surrender, surprisingly enough before smirking up at the all-too-happy Kenny.
At least she was interesting.
"So, what shit did you boys get caught up in that it took you so long to get here?" She asked as she pulled away and twirled childishly in the rain, arms outstretched.
"Eh- nothing much." Alphonse answered.
She rose a brow, but didn't question further about it. She knew better than that.
"Okay then! Oh, did I tell you guys about the most recent prank I played on Roy yet?!" Edward perked up.
"Prank?"
"She super glued his chair- again." Seth muttered, glancing away embarrassed by his older sister's antics.
Edward stared.
"You super glued his chair? More than once?"
"Once for me and once for you. More funny the first time though." She sighed and ran her fingers through her soaking hair.
"Well, with any luck he's still stuck and you'll get to see. Or if we're unlucky, the others pulled him free." She shook her head and grinned again.
"But, I paid Havoc to get some more pictures and then the both of us can tape them all over headquarters!" As she said this, she outstretched her arms, spun around, and laughed.
"Maybe he ripped the seat of his pants again! Man, that'd be somethin' to see, huh?!" Edward too let out a laugh, only his was more maniacal.
"Payback time!" Alphonse and Seth both sighed simultaneously, the youngest of the two slumping his shoulders.
"Sometimes, I wonder if we're even related." Seth muttered.
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Kenny hesitated in front of the door to the Military building, her hand hovering over the handle.
Something was wrong.
Edward and Alphonse stared at her curiously while her own brother tugged on her arm.
"Hey, are you okay?" She glanced over her shoulder to the boys and in the corner of her eye, noticed a man staring at her.
Her blue eyes narrowed as she studied him.
He was familiar.
The man soon hid himself away upon realizing her eyes focusing on him and Kenny quickly decided to follow him.
"I just remembered there's something I need to do. I'll be back." And she turned around to go after her "stalker".
"Huh? Where are you going?!"
"I'll be back!" And she took off into a run.
Alphonse and Edward looked to Seth, who stared after his sister before shrugging.
"Sis has always been a weirdo. I wouldn't worry about it."
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Her pale blue eyes kept to the man, never blinking as she kept after him at a good pace.
Where had she seen him before?
It was rare for Kenny to forget a face, so she figured it must have been from a long time ago. Possibly one of her first field missions. She was determined to figure out who this man was and WHY he was following her with those eyes of his.
He disappeared into an empty backstreet and she carefully followed, prepared for whatever may occur. She stepped into the shadows, eyes studying the backstreet carefully for any clues for where he might have went. He had just disappeared.
"Strange." She murmured, still at the ready.
Where could he have gone?
Rain pelted her body, soothing her hot skin. She couldn't help, but feel somewhat at ease because of this.
Rain just had a soothing affect to her.
She had always assumed it was because of her type of alchemy and it was somewhat of a side-effect from the transmutation and lost piece of soul. The rain helped to soothe the physical pain and the heat her body always radiated. The lost piece of soul caused something like a constant furnace to burn within her.
She heard what sounded like leather against metal and her eyes darted towards the sound, sighting a can flying across the street and into a brick wall. Her eyes then widened as a foot collided with her gut, sending her in the same direction.
"Gah!" Her back hit the asphalt first, but she managed to rotate herself so that she could land on her hands and push herself to her feet.
Kenny then dodged a punch and another kick, reaching out and grabbing her attacker's forearms with her hands. Blue eyes bore into hazel.
"Why are you following me?" Her voice was, surprisingly, dead calm.
The man smirked, his wet, greying brown hair shagging into his eyes.
"Heh, thought you'd remember me. Then again, it's been eight years. I shouldn't be surprised." Kenny glared.
"Tell me who the hell you are, then I'll see if I can jog my memory."
"As feisty as I remember. Then again, I shouldn't be surprised. You are a State Dog." Kenny quickly responded by releasing his arms, ducking down as he stumbled, and swinging her leg in an attempt to trip him.
The strange man landed roughly on his back with a grunt and stared up into the smug expression of the uniformed woman.
"I may be a dog, but I think everyone knows that even a domesticated dog can turn wild." His expression turned amused.
"As mouthy as I remember too."
"Who the hell are you?" He continued to smirk.
"Alright, alright. Let me jog your memory. Perhaps the name Gregory Wilson means something to you?" Kenny's eyes widened.
"Gregory- Wilson."
Eight Years Ago
She was careful. Extremely careful. One screw up and Seth would be left without an older sister. THAT could NOT happen.
Sixteen year old Kenny carefully stuffed her pocket watch deep within the pocket of her dark blue trench coat as she tightened her grip on a brown paper bag and entered the empty apartment on Milestone Street.
Apartment number 13.
The hood of her trench coat was pulled over her auburn ponytail, helping to hide her gender. They could know nothing about her. Any piece of information could lead to her demise later on down the road. Again, that could not happen.
Two brown haired men stood in the living room of the empty apartment, awaiting the arrival of the "source". Kenny was extremely quiet as she stopped in front of them and allowed their hazel eyes to size her up.
"You have it?" She held out the paper bag and her empty hand.
"Money first." She murmured, disguising her voice as best as she could.
The one on the left smirked.
"Heh. Fine. Rob, give him the money." A suitcase was tossed forwards and Kenny caught it with ease.
"Now, the bag." Orders were to not release the bag to the suspects.
Orders were to hold them off until backup arrived. Kenny just needed to hold off for a little bit longer.
She smirked.
"No." The men's eyes narrowed.
"A deal is a deal!"
"In this case, there is no deal." The men growled and turned to each other.
"There's two of us and one of him. We can take him." A nod of agreement and the men turned to the girl, who attempted to remain calm.
"Let's see what makes you so strong, eh, Big Shot?!" Kenny's eyes widened as a fist collided with her gut.
She stumbled, but quickly regained herself without releasing the objects in her hands. She stuffed the paper bag down her inside trench pocket and dodged the punches and kicks that followed.
Orders were orders. She could not fail. She could not use her alchemy to defend herself. Only as last resort.
"Don't underestimate me!" She exclaimed, kicking her foot out and nailing the one on the right in the head.
He stumbled backwards and out the window. Kenny didn't care what happened to him at the moment. She was to at least keep one of the suspects contained as she kept herself alive.
The remaining man glared at her and lunged again, growling.
She was knocked to the ground, her hood falling backwards to reveal her face. The man stared down at her, anger and surprise.
"Hell, you nothing but a little girl! You can sure hold your ground, can't ya?" Kenny kept her eyes on him, keeping her mouth shut.
"Heh. Gimme the goods, kid, and you'll live."
"Not a chance." His eyes remained narrowed as he pulled out a gun and pointed it at her head.
Kenny was now sweating bullets, but kept a calm expression. It unnerved her attacker greatly, causing him to cock his gun.
"Why the hell aren't you scared?!" Why weren't they there yet?!
"Because, there's no point in being afraid of a coward." The words slid off her tongue and he growled.
"Yeah?! Well, I'll have you know that this COWARD'S name will be the last thing you ever hear! Gregory Wilson!" He pulled the trigger and nailed the girl in the shoulder.
In the blink of an eye, she jumped up and tackled him to the ground, her palms placed over his chest. The gun went flying off into the corner of the room and blood trickled from the bullet wound. She ignored the pain as best as she could.
Gregory stared up at her with fearful eyes and then smirked. Kenny's eyes widened upon feeling the barrel of another gun pressed up against her chest.
"Heh, not so much a coward now, am I, kid?" Her eyes stared down into his hazel ones before her ears picked up the sounds of cars skidding to a stop outside.
The second gun cocked and her mind ran as she attempted to come up with some sort of plan to get out of this alive.
There was only one option.
Her eyes hardened.
"The blood of a human being is ninety percent water."
"What the hell?!"
"My name is Kenny and I'm sorry." She clapped her hands together before Gregory could even pull the trigger, blood took over the small room.
"Remember now, kid? You killed my brother." Kenny's eyes narrowed again, this time trying not to remember any more.
She remembered WHY she forgot in the first place.
"So, you've come to repay the deed, is that it? How did you know to come after me?"
"I saw you stumble from the building covered in his blood. I've been following you everywhere since then, waiting for the moment to strike." The pain in her chest began, but she ignored it with nothing short of a grunt.
"Damn it. The trouble I get myself into. Alright, let's do this then. It's the least I owe you for killing your brother. After all, I'd do the same thing in your position. Let's say this fight is fair then, alright?" She kept him pinned with one foot, patiently awaiting his response.
He smirked.
"A deal, eh? Hopefully nothing like the last one."
"No, nothing like that. If you win, I die. If I win, you get as far away from me as possible, understood?"
"That sounds hardly fair to you."
"Well, I don't plan on losing. So, do we have a deal? We'll start with introducing ourselves." He laughed.
"Robert Wilson." Kenny lifted her foot off of his chest and Robert stood.
"Heh. Now, what's allowed in this little fight to the death?"
"Anything and everything."