Awakening Guardians
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Hope you like the first chapter; please tell me if the characters are to OOC.
Chapter 2
The three Amestrians and single American walked down the white walled hallways of Central HQ, the only sound was the soft clack, clack, clack ofmilitary boots. After walking down seemingly endless white corridors, the group soon stopped at a wooden door; presumably the door Major General Roy Mustang's office was behind.
"This is where I leave you guys; I have a few cases that I need to check out. Al you and your brother are welcome for dinner, you are too General. Gracia makes a great apple pie!"Hughes said as he walked down the hallway.
"I'll try Hughes! You know how brother can be." Al yelled out after Hughes, waving his hand high in the air.
"Right! See you later! And make sure your brother eats something healthy!"Hughes yelled as the Brigadier General disappeared around the hallway corner.
"This way sir," Hawkeye said.
Hawkeye opened the wooden door to the office. The office was about the size of the SGC briefing room, there was a line of wooden tables congregated together in the centre of the room. The entire wooden desk was covered with stationary, paperwork along with numerous heavy and complicated looking books. The table looked like it could sit eight or so people, but only four sat at the wooden desk. Two were doing paperwork, the other two where deep in conversation.
"I'm telling you Breda, that tablet thing found in those weird, old ruins could have something to do with the Homunc-" a blond haired, blue eyed man was saying.
"Heh hem." Hawkeye stopped the conversation. "Aren't you two suppose to be doing work?" she asked.
"R-right away Lieutenant Colonel Hawkeye!" the blond and the red head paled slightly and jumped up from their sets saluting their superior officer.
The blond haired man's eyes widened as he noticed General Hammond, he cleared his throat and everyone sitting looked stopped the paper work.
"Sir!" everyone in the office saluted the General.
"At ease." the General said.
They all sat.
At least there was something in this country he still knew about, and that was military protocols.
"General Hammond this is Captain Jean Havoc," the blond haired man stood up and saluted "Captain Heymans Breda," the pudgy red head man stood up and saluted "Second Lieutenant Vato Falman," a tall, thin grey haired man stood up and saluted "and Warrant Officer Kain Fuery." a young, nervous, black hair man with thick glasses stood up and saluted also.
"Sir!" They saluted at once and then swiftly sat down again, going on with whatever paperwork they were previously doing.
"Major, you go ahead and make sure that your brother and the Major General aren't at each other's throats." Hawkeye said to Al, who nodded and went though the door at the other end of the room.
"I apologise about what happened earlier." Hawkeye said, there was no emotion in her voice, but her brown eyes were hinted with a sympathetic glint.
"What in God's name where those two fighting about?" General Hammond questioned.
Hawkeye was about to answer, but was cut off by the blond haired man.
"Fullmetal, the Major and the Major General are State Alchemists, some of the best around. They don't hate each other; in fact Fullmetal and Flame get along really well when looking at Alchemical theory. Those two just use the other as an excuse to let off steam." Havoc said casually. "You gotta' be careful around Alchemists General. Al's alright... most of the time. But if someone gets Mustang or the Chief pissed off about something, all hell breaks loose."
"He's right, General, never piss off an Alchemist, no matter what rank." said Breda turning around in his chair to face Hammond.
Hawkeye sighed, "I'm afraid they're right, although Fullmetal, Soul and the Flame have quick tempers. They would never kill on unnecessary circumstances… however those three will not hesitate to protect themselves or others, particularly the people they care about, in the face of danger..." She stopped and looked at Hammond with a serious eye. "But don't get me wrong, they will never kill in cold blood. Those three will do everything they can to save lives, even at the risk or the cost of their own."
The General shivered involuntarily; there was a hidden message in Hawkeye's words. If the team was transferred over to the SGC, ordering anyone of them to kill would be a very bad idea. Along with that information, it seemed that Hawkeye and perhaps the others didn't fully trust General Hammond. However it came to no surprise, it was obvious that these people had been through something big and its human instinct not to trust at first sight.
"I understand Lieutenant Colonel." General Hammond said sharply.
Hawkeyes' eyes softened with an unsaid understanding. She looked over in the direction of the closed office door that led to Mustang's office. Her eyes suddenly shifted too concern and slight irritation.
"Their fights are becoming more and more common." Hawkeye said her face was emotionless, but her voice held some annoyance and hidden worry.
"This is a regular occurrence?" Hammond asked shifting on the spot uncomfortably.
General Hammond couldn't have these Alchemists having these brawls once a month, let alone more then twice a week at the SGC. The base wouldn't stand a chance; the mountain would be a pile of rubble in less than two weeks.
"It never used to be… but after what's happened... there's no denying that those three are so use to battle and researching alchemy… it's become obvious to everyone in HQ that pure office work for five or six days a week makes them stir crazy." Hawkeye said thoughtfully.
"She's right, Fullmetal, Flame, hell even Major Elric go out to the parade grounds at least once a week, if not more." Havoc said, leaning aback in his chair.
"Yeah, they don't even bother to clean up the mess anymore; a lot of that mess was the last few battles. The most recent fight before this brawl was only a few days ago, then all the arguments in the office and out of work. Not even the Fuhrer or the other Generals bother to tell them off." Breda agreed, looking over to Hammond.
"It's going to be much harder if Al starts going out there more and more… you know what the brothers are like when they start sparing." Fuery said, looking restless.
"You mean when Al starts going out there more often." Vato Fulman said to the young, skittish Warrant Officer.
Fuery shivered slightly and paled. Havoc chose this time to intervene, before the young Warrant Officer went into fatal position or ran out the door. Hammond made a mental note not to scare Fuery too much if the Warrant Officer gets transferred to the SGC.
"On a lighter note… Ever since the Flame and the Chief got back, I haven't heard a peep from the either of the two hot heads... yet." Havoc said putting a cigarette into his mouth and using a couple of matches from a book to light it.
Hawkeyes saw this and shook her head in dissatisfaction at Havocs unhygienic actions, he however took no notice.
"Don't jinx it Havoc!" Breda scolded.
Hawkeye looked at the clock on the wall. The Major General had at least twenty minutes to get things sorted and Al had just over five to stop any conflict between the two alchemists if needed.
"They should be ready, this way sir." Hawkeye said leading the General to the wooden door Al had previously gone into.
General Hammond followed Hawkeye who opened the door to the second office.
Inside was Major General Mustang sitting at the wooden desk hastily signing and his single eye swiftly reading the large amount of stacked paperwork. Mustang's white transmutation gloves where off, Hammond noticed a scar on both of his left and right hands; It was similar to healed knife or sword wounds he occasionally when SGC teams came back from dangerous missions.
Mustang hadn't noticed the pair come into the office. The Alchemist continued his paperwork not even looking up or looking at the pair. Hammond saw a black and red lump one of the soft looking black sofas. It was Fullmetal. The teen was sleeping soundly, his small chest rising and falling with rhythmic breathing. The small Alchemist looked so defenceless; it was a strange change for the General, seeing someone he knew was so powerful, sleeping so peacefully. The young Alchemist was now dressed in a long sleeved black clip-on vest. Covering his small body like a blanket was a tattered red jacket with the same symbol as Major Elric's. Hammond noticed that the youngest Alchemist, Al was sitting on the same sofa as Fullmetal. His legs hung over the couch arm and his upper body resting on his older brother's back. The Major had his head buried in a battered old journal.
"Sir." Hawkeye said, this snapped the Major General out of his frenzy of signing and reading papers.
Al looked up from the journal, smiled at Hawkeye but didn't make a move to get up from the seat or disturb his brother from his slumber.
"Hawkeye, General Hammond." The Major General stood up and saluted the General, who saluted back.
This will be an interesting conversation. Alchemy... General Hammond had never even seen anything like it before, not even in amongst all the crazy problems that the SG teams brought back through the Stargate... Although, now that the General thought about it; majority of the crazy stuff was brought back home with SG1.
"I'm sorry you had to see the brawl between Fullmetal and myself sir." Mustang said calmly and quietly.
For a man ranked lower than General Hammond, Mustang was quite calm. But then recalling what the others had said back in the office; this man, nor either of the small teens were ones to mess with. It would be foolish to get off on a wrong start with these people. Hammond could be wasting an essential opportunity for the SGC.
"Apology accepted Major General, it was one of the most amazing things I have ever seen." only one of the most. "I didn't even know alchemy existed till now." General Hammond said quietly, weary of the sleeping alchemist.
The one eyed Major General noticed this and smiled a little. "Don't worry about Elric General Hammond, Fullmetal could sleep through an earthquake."
"Should I wake up brother, sir?" Al said, still not looking up from the old journal.
"Yes, Alphonse, you'd better wake Fullmetal up, I don't think the Major General's method would be the ethical choice right now." Hawkeye said, giving the Major General a quick glance.
Mustang's method of waking up the Fullmetal Alchemist usually consisted of numerous short jokes and height insults. And of course, depending on how tired Fullmetal was and if his brother was present to stop the two Alchemists, the verbal sparring match could turn into another free-for-all brawl.
"It's not my fault the spitfire fell asleep." Mustang said smugly, his visible eye shining with mirth.
"Perhaps... But with all due respect sir, you are the one who starts these arguments. I know you both have been agitated recently, but that is not an excuse to destroy the parade grounds each time either of you need to let off steam." Hawkeye said strictly and looked at Al with a stern brown eye. "The same goes for you too, Major. Make sure you relay my message to your brother later."
The Soul Alchemist gave a terrified nod, and gulped soundly. Mustang paled slightly and coughed in to a fisted right hand.
It never ceased to amaze Hammond-and everyone else in the office, how scary but polite and calm the Lieutenant Colonel could be. The General made a mental note not to annoy her or the short tempered Alchemists in anyway.
As Al attempted to wake his older brother from his slumber, Hawkeye excused herself from the office room saying she had to make an important phone call. Personally, General Hammond was not complaining that the scary and crazy Lieutenant Colonel was out of the room. However, Hammond was worried what could happen with the Fullmetal Alchemist and Major General Mustang if they went on another verbal sparring match. It was hard to believe something that looked so defenceless when sleeping was a human weapon when awake. Alright, getting back on track, the meeting was not meant to be about the crazy Alchemists, it was about the Stargate and the ruins.
"Major General Mustang, where are the people who discovered the information about the Stargate?" the General asked, looking around.
He had expected to see a team of ten or so scientists and at least two or more archaeologists. However, they were not presently in the room. Only the Major General and the Elric brothers were in here, maybe the Elric's would go and call them in once Al had woke up Fullmetal.
"Well, you see General..." Mustang stated.
"We're right here." said the familiar voice of the Fullmetal Alchemist.
"General Hammond... it was Fullmetal, Soul and I who discovered and decoded the tablet of Xerxes. We wanted to keep it quiet; Fullmetal and Soul have enough enemies as it is." Major General Mustang said smiling slightly.
"Like you can talk, Mustang." Fullmetal growled out, earning a painful elbow in the ribs from his younger brother.
"What! You're telling me Major General that three people, two being not even adults found and decoded the tablet? Is this your idea of a joke?" General Hammond asked in disbelief looking at the three of them.
This had to be a joke, there's no way in hell that only three people could have done that. What's more, it's impossible that two teenagers could have decoded something that may have been an alien script.
"If you believe us or not, it's up to you. What I can tell you is that the tablet in the ruins of Xerxes did mention something about a Gate. If it was the Stargate or not, was unclear." Fullmetal said getting up from the sofa.
His feral golden eyes held the Generals' gaze in place. How did those two get golden eyes anyway? The General wondered, he hand never seen that colour, even in the SGC.
"What do you mean by unclear?" General Hammond questioned, trying not to back down from the young Alchemist's challenging stare.
"A lot of the evidence in Xerxes was destroyed by more than just the natural elements," Mustang said, this gave Hammond the opportunity to break his eye contact with the Fullmetal Alchemist.
"Yeah, the tablet we found in a small crypt in what would have been a small chamber going from the main hall in the place, under a diagram of a Transmutation circle," Fullmetal continued. "Yet the bottom half the tablet seemed too have broken off..."
"You think that someone broke the tablet?" General Hammond asked.
What exactly were the Alchemists getting at? What was this all about?
"Not 'someone' General, we have an idea who destroyed it." Major Elric said.
Where they going to blame the American government? Aliens? The people of Xerxes? What was Xerxes? And couldn't they just ask the people in the city?
"Look. We took photos of the sight," Mustang said as he pulled out several photos from a thick cream folder marked 'top secret'.
This was the 'Xerxes' ruins' he had heard about. It didn't look like anything special at first glance, just a large stone with some sort of circular design, along with what looked like a pair of entwining dragon-like figures in the centre. Under was a small hole, the must have led to the crypt Fullmetal was talking about. It was in ruins, there was a photo of the outside of the city. It was totally uninhabited and surrounded by a barren desert. It would have been a nice place in the past... but now it the entire city and surroundings made everything in and around the city look lifeless.
"See that circular design General? Do you know what that is?" Fullmetal questioned, snapping the General out of his thoughts.
The golden eyed teen was pointing a metal finger at the circular design in the first photograph. The General just shook his head, of course he didn't. Hammond just discovered that Alchemy existed today, not even an hour ago and... Oh wait, Fullmetal didn't know that, he lives in a country where Alchemy is a way of life.
"I saw a circle just like it in Lab Five; this Transmutation Circle is used to create the Philosophers Stone…" Fullmetal said his golden eyes haunted at the recollection.
"WHAT!" General Hammond shouted.
He knew something about the stone, he had grandkids. They had gotten George to read the end of the first 'Harry Potter' book for a bedtime story. That Stone was nothing more than a fairytale for little kids. But then again, he didn't even know Alchemy existed until today.
"The Stone is used as an Alchemic amplifier; it can bypass the law of Equivalent Exchange," Fullmetal said ignoring Hammond's outburst. "However... the Stone's main ingredient is human lives."
What the hell? Looking at Fullmetal, the Major and Major General, they all had the same haunted expression, as if this was leading up to something even worse.
"Is this a joke? You're telling me that this Stone, made up of human lives can amplify Alchemy? This is the craziest thing I have ever heard!" General Hammond stated his hands quenched tightly into fists.
Fullmetal sighed. "The body and mind are just by-products; it's the human soul's energy that creates the majority of the Stone's energy matter."
The General was speech less at the three Alchemists, astounded at how they could even say such a thing, let alone know about something so horrific. Even at the SGC, even all the dangerous pieces of technology and ghastly life forms teams had pulled back home had made more sense than this. This was crazy! These people where insane!
Suddenly the door opened.
"I assure you, General Hammond, it is quite the honest truth. However... there is much, much more to this story," An elderly voice said.
Major General Mustang got up and saluted the new comer quickly; Fullmetal and the Major, on the other hand didn't move they just stared at the floor, eyes glazed. Hammond swiftly turned around to see the leader of Amestris; Fuhrer Grumman standing in the doorway with Lieutenant Colonel Hawkeye closely behind him.
"I thought I might pop in for visit and help sort things out a bit." Fuhrer Grumman said. "Colonel Edward Elric, Major Alphonse Elric, why don't you tell General Hammond the whole story."
What the HELL is going on here?
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Time skip, FMA story gets explained. - I'm not going through all of the FMAB story line! You can Google it! Just remember that it's a mix of BH and the older anime
By the time the three Alchemists had explained everything that had happened in the last seventeen years, General Hammond was confused, irritated, shocked and astounded. What was amazing was that the three Alchemists had been able to retain their sanity. Although General Hammond still had his doubts if Fullmetal was still completely sane. The Fuhrer had left half way during the briefing, telling the General to try to keep an open mind, even if it did sound crazy. He had also told Fullmetal to take it easy and mentioned something about the parade grounds.
Colonel Elric now seemed to be in a slightly better mood from when the conversation first stared. After General Hammond had sat down and kept an open mind, Fullmetal, his younger brother and Mustang had a much easier time telling the story. Apart from a few quarrels from both Mustang and Ed, the meeting had gone smoothly. Hammond was getting use to these small bickers that mostly consisted of height jokes and profanities. General Hammond sighed, taking another sip of his coffee before setting the mug back down on to the coffee table.
"May I ask if you have taken it on yourselves to destroy all traces the stone, why did you stop trying to locate the rest of the tablet?" General Hammond asked the Alchemists.
The question was more directed at the Elric brothers than Major General Mustang, the three Alchemists had taken the burden of the destroying the traces of the Stone after the Promised Day. However, the brothers knew the most about the homunculi. Curiosity sent the team to Xerxes, although it wasn't the only reason. The other was yet to be revealed.
The brothers looked at each other, nodded, and then back at Hammond and Mustang.
"It didn't have anything else to do with the Stone." The brothers said in unison, shrugging.
"THAT'S WHY?" Mustang yelled. "And here I was thinking you two were depressed..."
"You should know by now that WE DON'T STAY DEPRESSED FOR LONG! Anyways, what did you expect us to do? Build a rocked and fly to other planets? Other countries might have that kind of technology, but Amestris sure doesn't!" Colonel Elric yelled back.
"The tablet was destroyed anyway, the rest of the pieces were either missing or had eroded away. And I agree with brother, the tablet only said there could be a connection between the Homunculi and other worlds it didn't prove it. Anyways, it was a total fluke brother managed to seal 'Father' in the Gate we aren't in too much of a hurry to dive head first in something so dangerous anytime soon." The Soul Alchemist said matter-of-factly.
"It wasn't just me Al; I would have been dead if it wasn't for you and all the others." Colonel Elric murmured.
"We all know you are useless without us, Fullmetal."Mustang said, his right eye shining with humorous spark.
"Says the one who needs a gun pointed at his head and continuous nagging just to get the paperwork finished before the end of the day!" Ed snarled.
Not yet totally use to these arguments, but smart enough not to get involved, General Hammond let the quarrel slide, only giving a small sigh. Al on the other hand was about to get up and stop the argument when another question was prompted from Hammond.
"How did you decode it?" the General asked, this stopped the argument and it was a question he needed to ask.
Xerxes was a city wiped out hundreds of years ago, that type of language doesn't even exist any more. Even thought the tablet was in Xerxen, language booklets just don't fall out of the sky... so how did they decode it?
The room went silent. Deadly silent, even Mustang and Fullmetal suddenly stopped the fight of trying to blow the other up with their brains. Instead Mustang looked at the two golden eyed Alchemists with a hit of sympathy and remorse.
"Our father... gave me and my brother his old journals." Major Elric said, not looking up at General Hammond. Al's golden eyes were glued to the floor.
"Why isn't your father here? If he's a part of this too, then I need to know where he found the information about the ruins and the script." The General said.
Hammond had a nagging feeling at the back of his head that there was something wrong.
"He's dead." Fullmetal said bluntly, his golden eyes fixed on the red carpet on floor.
That's what was wrong. But it was a question that had to be asked, and General Hammond still needed to know where the Elric brother's late father got the information.
"General this is above top secret, you cannot tell anyone unless necessary. It could put you, the SGC and everyone here in danger. If these things are alive on another planet... and if they find out about..." Major General Mustang said gravely.
"Major General, I know everything that was said in this room is classified, but what could be worse than the Homunculi?" Hammond asked.
Mustang didn't answer; he just looked at Fullmetal and the Soul Alchemist, who looked back at him with questioning golden eyes. Mustang nodded.
"General, most of the country knows about the Homunculi, this is different…" Al said still avoiding the General's gaze.
Hammond felt Fullmetal's golden eyes boring into his head; the General turned and looking the young Colonel straight in his golden eyes, he was not backing down this time. A minute passed before Fullmetal spoke.
"General we told you about Xerxes; it was destroyed hundreds of years ago by someone transmuting the souls of the city's inhabitants into pure energy, into what we call the Philosophers Stone. But there was one survivor..." Fullmetal stopped and collected his thoughts.
"That survivor was the culprit and the victim; he was tricked by the first Homunculus to perform the transmutation. He did not know that everyone in the city would be sacrificed," Al said sorrowfully. "He became immortal, half the souls went to the survivor and the other half went to the Homunculus."
"His name was Van Hohenheim. He, along with Major Elric, Fullmetal, Mrs. Curtis and myself were used as 'human scarifies' on the Promised Day. We along with everyone in Amestris are lucky to be alive." Major General Mustang said, closing his visible eye. "General Hammond, do you know what the people of Xerxes look like?"
"My I remind you, Major General that I didn't even know that alchemy existed until today. Do you really think I would know what to people of an ancient civilisation looked like?" General Hammond said in a harsh tone.
He was really starting to get sick of these Alchemists beating around the bush. Even with the experience of SG1's Doctor Jackson and Major Carter, who both felt the need to explain everything, the General was staring to get impatient with the Amestrians.
Recalling the Major General's pervious words, Hammond noticed that Mustang used present speech, 'General Hammond, do you know what the people of Xerxes look like?' Did that mean that there are Xerxens still alive today? But how? And who? Even if Hohenheim could have had kids, there was no hope for the race's survival…
"General, the basic features of the Ancient Xerxes' was tanned skin, golden hair and golden eyes... sound like anyone you have met recently?" Mustang said calmly.
General Hammond's eyes widened. He turned around fast to face the Elric brothers; they had golden eyes and golden hair... Did that mean that these two young Alchemists were the last of the Ancient civilisation? And their late father... was practically immortal.
"Van Hohenheim was our father; Al and I are half Amestrian on our mother's side and half Xerxen on our father's side." Fullmetal said, gazing at the General with his piercing golden eyes.
"That's why we need to be careful." Al said. "It's possible that if the Gate that the first homunculus was sealed in is connected somehow to the Stargate. Or if it came from other planet the Stargate is linked to. The Homunculi could try and come after us and others for what we know and our heritage."
"If that's true, then why do you want to join the Stargate program? Wouldn't that just put you in more danger?" General Hammond asked.
The older Elric gave a small sigh. "What would happen if one of your teams ran into a Homunculus or a powerful transmutation by accident?"
"You can brief them all you want, but even most Alchemists don't come out unscathed from that kind of enemy. My team and I sure didn't." Mustang said, unconsciously lifting a hand to his covered left eye.
The Colonel was right. It would be stupid to let this opportunity go to waste, Mustang's team were good people, they just had steaks of bad luck in their lives, especially the Elric brothers. Series of unfortunate events and the Elric brothers, Mustang's team, as well as Hughes and the Armstrong's just got dragged into. They had no say if they wanted to or not and none of them could have known that a big mistake of Human Transmutation could lead to something bigger the almost extinction of an entire country.
General Hammond needed a minute to think about this. there was no way he could get way with the Elric's Xerxen features, Alchemy, Mustang's eye and Fullmetal's' Automail at the SGC. At least not without a certain grumpy Doctor Frasier, waving a syringe or scalpel in front of Hammond's face, demanding to tell him what was with these new SGC members.
General Hammond sighed. "If you do join the Stargate program, your ability to perform Alchemy, your past heritage, including personal heritage of your failed Transmutations and your connections to Xerxes along with Fullmetal's Automail will go on file." Hammond saw Colonel Elric look at him with furious cat-like eyes. "However, the only people who will have access to the file will be our head Doctor, Janet Frasier, the American President and I."
Fullmetal's gaze softened and understanding crept in to his golden eyes. All three of the alchemists gave a small, but hesitant nod.
"Unless the situation calls for it, it will be entirely up to you if you want to brief any of the SG teams or SCG personnel about your past." General Hammond said formally.
"Yes sir." The three alchemists said.
Four intelligent golden eyes and a calm dark blue eye gazed at General Hammond as he spoke. The Alchemists appeared to be analysing him, it still seemed like they didn't quite trust him yet.
"It will take some time for the paperwork to go through, but after I consult the president and the SGC. Your Mustang's team, along with any other personnel in the military who was connected to the Promised Day or information concerning the Homunculi, will be transferred over to the SGC, if they so chose. However, those extra personnel will not be briefed until after they are out of the country." General Hammond finished up.
"Yes, sir... Thank you." Major General Mustang said sincerely.
The Major General swiftly shifted his single eye to the Elric brothers. Ed paid no attention to the General; Al on the other had given Mustang his undivided attention.
"Right you two," Mustang half growled, making Al jump slightly and Ed roll his eyes. "Why don't the two you get some dinner? It's getting late and I know that Fullmetal hasn't eaten since breakfast."
General Hammond looked out the small window in the office. It was late, and the sky was filled with blood red clouds as the sun slowly settled behind the far off mountains that surrounded the city of Central. He hadn't realised that it was so late.
"Oh yeah! And how do you know that Mustang? Been keeping tabs on us again?" Colonel Elric questioned, jumping angrily to his feet and pointed at the Major General accusingly.
The Major General smiled smugly, looking at the short tempered blond.
"Didn't you realise? We fought through lunch, or did your small brain forget that? Here I thought you were a genius." Mustang said.
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"WHO ARE YOU CALLING SMALL?" the elder Elric yelled, making a run and jump for the Major General.
Oh great, another brawl.
But Fullmetal's younger brother was one step ahead; Al quickly had grabbed the flailing teen by his braided golden hair. This caused the elder brother to stop suddenly, his face quickly twisted up in a mix of surprise and pain.
"See ya, General Hammond! Major General, were goanna' go get some food, now! We'll see you back at the hotel Mr. Hammond!" Al yelled out as he opened the office door, pulling an irritated, red faced Ed behind him by the braid of hair.
Old habits die hard.
The Major General's eyes sparked in a sudden realisation and remembrance. Mustang quickly stood up from his desk and stuck his head out of the open door the two young Alchemists had just used to depart.
"POCKY AND RAMEN DOES NOT COUNT AS FOOD! EAT SOMETHING HEALTHY FOR ONCE!" Mustang yelled out to the two retreating brothers.
There was an instant mixed reply of.
"STOP TELLING ME WHAT TO DO!" Yell from the infuriated Edward Elric.
Along with a polite yell of "Hughes invited us over for dinner!" coming from Al.
As the office door snapped shut, the Major General gave an exhausted sounding sigh as he walked over to the desk.
"The last time the brothers' had their idea of 'dinner', it consisted of numerous boxes of Pocky and five bowls of Ramen each... that was when we were decoding that tablet. Ever since then, Hughes and I have always made them eat at his or my house as often as possible." The Major General said after Hammond looked at him, puzzled.
"Those two might be Alchemic geniuses, but when it comes to looking after their bodies, food wise..." The Major General laughed "They're totally clueless. Whatever you do General, do not let either of the brothers anywhere near a kitchen."
Hammond gave a small smile as Riza Hawkeye walked into the office and placed a large amount of paperwork on the Major General's desk. Hammond saw a gleeful glint in Mustang's right eye as He reached into his right-hand pant pockets to get his ignition gloves. Mustang stopped abruptly when Riza loaded a military issued pistol with a click.
"Please do not 'accidently' light the paper work on fire, sir."Hawkeye said, glaring at the Major General.
Mustang shuddered slightly, then sighed and placing a pen in his right hand as he began to sign the papers. Hammond gave a smile, this is what these people where like? They reminded George of SG1. He had no doubt that Mustang's team and Hughes would fit in perfectly with the SCG.
The only down side was these men- and women, had gone to hell and back... and history had a nasty habit of repeating itself.
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Over 5800 words, a bit longer than the first last chapter.
The next chapter will revolve mostly around the Elric brothers, their pov on the SCG, the General, Mustang, and their feelings on people they will be leaving behind. They will also meet up with Hammond and Mustang at some point.
Your properly wondering why and how Al is in the military, right? All will be explained in the next chapter... or the one after.
I just had to put the Pocky line in! Vic said it at one of the conventions. I can imagine Ed and Al decoding scripts and not eating the right food. If it wasn't for Mustang, they would still be doing it to this day.
May I remind you, this fic does have the parental pairing of Ed and Al X Mustang PARENTAL! If you don't like it, don't read it!
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