That Blonde One: Chapter 1
Yay! I have reviews! This is so exciting! Yeah, I know it's pretty pitiful but this is my first fic and this whole review thing is really nifty! Alright, now that I got the blood and gore out of my system, on to the silly stuff!
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Splat! Riza Hawkeye was at her wit's end. She was trying to work and someone kept throwing spitballs at her. It had to be either Mustang or Havoc. Whichever one it was would surely get a bullet through the skull. No, better yet, she would load the spit wads into her gun and shoot THEM at the culprit. Hawkeye let a sinister giggle escape her lips. She heard Roy Mustang flinch and her mouth curled into a grin. She was just reaching for her gun when the phone on Roy's desk rang.
"Colonel Mustang." This did not look good. Mustang's brow was knitted and his mouth was down turned. "Alright, we'll be there." Mustang hung up the telephone and motioned for Hawkeye to follow.
"What is it?" Havoc inquired.
"That maniac killed another exotic dancer last night and to make matters worse, it has been confirmed that the killer uses alchemy."
"Oh, so I guess that means you won't be able to make your date with Gwen tonight. I'd be happy to fill in for you." Mustang just glared at Havoc and strode out the door, Hawkeye close behind. "Well, he didn't say no."
Mustang and Hawkeye walked in silence. Each recognized the gravity of the situation. As the pair progressed down the corridor, Hawkeye began to look more and more confused.
"Colonel Mustang, sir, aren't we going to the crime scene to meet Lt. Colonel Hughes?"
"That wasn't Hughes. The Feurer wanted to see us."
"Oh." What could the Feurer have in mind? Hawkeye still wondered as she and Mustang walked through the door of the Feurer's office. They saluted.
"At ease Colonel, 1st Lieutenant. Both of you may take a seat." Hawkeye and Mustang exchanged questioning glances and sat down. "This cannot continue to happen. Alchemic killings against civilians will diminish public trust in the military. I have decided to send one or our own soldiers undercover to bait and capture this killer. I want you to head up this mission Colonel, and I would like you to assist and protect the Colonel, 1st Lieutenant. Now, I must ask, do either of you know anyone off the top of your head that would be suitable to go undercover, someone that you could both work well with?" Silence… "Well, if you think of someone, let me know. I'll do some more hunting around as well. You are dismi…"
"Wait sir, I just thought of the perfect person."
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Isn't Mustang evil? Hehe! We all know who that perfect person is, and he isn't going to be all that thrilled when he hears about this whole situation. This is gonna be fun. Hope you all enjoyed this chapter. I'm so excited because it's only going to get better! I hope all goes well for each of you and remember to review.
4/16/11: Due to the fact that people are still reading this story, I will be going through this story again to weed out the residual typos and such to make the reading experience slightly less appalling.