-Cici's POV-

Ever since we were kids, Ed, Al, and I had traveled together. Ed was now 15, and I was 18. We'd pull and push each other through the bad times, and laugh during the good times. Until now.

Ed, Al, and I went to Central, because I got a call from Colonel Mustang that he wanted to see us. So, we headed to his office.

"I wonder what the big deal is" Ed said, rolling his eyes.

"I don't know, but it sounded urgent" I replied. I now wore the state uniform, boots, gloves like Ed's, and dark sunglasses. Ed had become the famous Fullmetal Alchemist, and I had become the Metal Eye Alchemist.

Al knocked on the door to Mustang's office, and upon hearing "come in", we opened it and walked in.

"Ah, there you are, Elrics" Colonel Mustang said.

I took off my glasses and saluted. Under the glasses had been my automail eyes, custom-made by Winry for me. They took a lot longer than an arm or a leg, but she had to make them usable. Ed, Al, and I then sat down.

"So what's the big deal, Colonel Mustang?" Al asked.

"I have new missions for you. Ed, you're to go to Lior" Mustang said.

"Okay" Ed muttered.

"Lior it is, then!" I said, cheerfully.

"Not exactly." I looked at Mustang as he said this, dumbfounded. "Cici, you're to find the Rouge Alchemist."

I was shocked. "B-but that means that I don't get to travel with.."

"Not anymore. I'm sorry, but your orders are directly from Fuhrer Bradley, Cici. He wants you to find the Rouge Alchemist and kill him" Mustang reported.

I simply nodded. I was going to be separated from my brothers for the first time since we lost almost everything. The three of us walked out of the office.

"Damn, this ain't fair..I'm gonna miss hangin' around with ya, sis" Ed said, trying to comfort me.

"Don't worry, runt. I'll be right back with you after my mission's over" I said with a smirk as I put my sunglasses back on.

So we went to the train station. I waved as the train holding Ed and Al left. I sighed, realizing I may never see them again. I shrugged slightly, putting my hands in my pockets and I began to walk away. I went over the information about the Rouge Alchemist in my head. About 6 feet, Ishballan so he has red eyes and tan skin, and uses alchemy. He's going after the state alchemists who were involved in the Ishballan Massacre, some who include Colonel Mustang, Major Armstrong, and the Crimson Alchemist. Real name unknown. Mother, father, brother, and sister all killed in the Massacre. "Buncha help that is" I thought aloud.

Meanwhile...

A man walked up to the Central Library. He clapped his hands, a transmutation circle appearing under the library, then he put them on the ground and it exploded. Fortunately, no one was in it. "Might as well be the criminal they want me to be" he said to himself, his glasses falling down to his nose to reveal red eyes.

Back with Cici..

Continuing to think about the Rouge Alchemist, a familiar name popped in my head. Seroko. I blinked, thinking harder for a moment. Seroko was about 3 inches taller than me, and he was an Ishballan...And his real family died in the Massacre!!! But he didn't know alchemy. Oh, what am I thinking? Of course Seroko isn't the Rouge Alchemist!! Seroko would never be a criminal. Right...?

Seroko was a friend of mine back in the peaceful days of Risembool. We were so close to being boyfriend and girlfriend, but we never admitted it. I know I had a crush on him back then. The last time I saw him was at my mother's funeral. He left, leaving me to comfort Al and Ed. Back then, I tried to convince them that we didn't need Mom. But after taking care of them for about a week, even I wanted to commit human transmutation.