Edward looked crushed. I didn't know what to say. "I'm sorry, Ed. I didn't realize that you were so close to her."

"Don't blame yourself. This is just how the life of a Dog is."

"Xena," Alex nudged. "We have company." I looked and saw a man with tan skin, a yellow and white jacket, wearing black sun glasses.

"Are you Edward Elric, the Fullmetal Alchemist?"

"Who's asking?" Ed stood up and entered a protective position.

"Alchemists are sinners. They destroy the original works of God and deserve to perish." He charged at Ed, but he wouldn't move.

"Move!" I pushed him, which knocked him out of his deer-like trance.

We ran, aimlessly, hoping to lose the psycho. "You're a Wolf! Get rid of him!"

"It's not that simple! I have to abide to the rules of this world!" We ran into an intersection, straight into an alley way. Edward Transmuted a wall, blocking us in.

"Okay. Complete Dejavue." This felt way to similar to the Heartless Battle I recently had.

We thought it was over, but that psycho killer broke through the wall . . . with alchemy. If he thinks that alchemists are sinners, then why is he using it?

He struck, but we dodged it, sending him halfway down the alley way. That gave us enough time to get out of the alley way, and into the intersection for more room to fight.

The guy struck at Ed multiple times, but it wasn't until the guy gripped Ed's automail arm. All of a sudden, it was destroyed. He used alchemy to destroy Ed's arm.

Edward was on the ground, looking defeated. No matter how much his brother screamed for him to get up, he ignored it. The psycho's hand was on Ed's head. I heard the sound of cars pull up. Most likely the Military, but I wasn't going to wait for them.

I unsheathed my claws and attacked him. He dodged all of my attacks, but I was pissed. My teeth were clenched, body tensed. I was ready to kill. "You touch him, you die!" I saw from the corner of my eye that the Colonel arrived with a handful of other members.

We continued to slash at each other, each missing each others attack. I lost my footing and he gripped my jacket, ripping it, revealing my automail arm. I heard gasps. It's like they've never seen an automail arm before.

"I see that you've committed an ultimate sin."

"If you call getting burned in battle a sin, then yes. I have."

"What are you, to have such features as you do?"

"Brigadier General, Xena Hikari. The Steel Claw Alchemist." I had some explaining to do, obviously. But that wouldn't stop me from doing what I was best at: getting a good kill.

He looked like he was about to charge, so I did. I saw light, heard an explosion, was engulfed in smoke, then pulled from the collar of my shirt into someone's grasp: Mustang.

Once all of the smoke cleared, a giant hole, filled with chunks of gravel, remained. The psycho was gone. "What the hell? I had him!"

"Yeah, you might've. But you would've ended up dead under that unsightly disaster!" All that stood was a giant alchemy disaster of ruble that lead to the sewers underground.

I looked up to see that Al was scolding Ed for not getting out of harms way. I was going to do the same.

I walked over to where they resided and, surprisingly, half of Al's armor was falling apart. I didn't see him get attacked.

I looked down at Ed, shaking with anger. What I did next was something I have never done to anyone; not even Aaron. I slapped him across the face. "What the hell was that for?!"

"Why didn't you run when I told you to?! Do you really think that dying will accomplish anything?! Did you ever realize that you have more to live for?!" I calmed down and snapped for Edward to rise to my level. "Get up." When we were at exact eye level, I used to fingers to push against his chest, over his heart. "Listen to this. This is what tells you yes, no, or maybe. Maybe then you'll understand why you're in the position that you're in."

As we were walking to Central Command, I had a strange feeling that someone was watching me.

As Mustang was telling us about what he knew about the man that attacked us, his First Lieutenant pulled me into the next room to speak to me about something deeply important.

"I'm Riza Hawkeye, First Lieutenant. I, as well, have been helping the Elric boys with their escapade for quite some time. I wanted to talk to you about . . . you."

"Me?"

"I hear you are a Demon, correct?"

"Yeah. Why?"

"Are there more of you?"

"Well, there are 3 Packs, including mine."

"Do you know of any . . . rogues?"

"What are you getting at?"

"Well, yesterday, I was attacked by a female Demon. I noticed that she had a Crescent Moon on her neck."

"Stay away from her! She is the most dangerous of all of us! Her name is Misaki Mew. She's leaser of the Moon Pack. She's killed many of us. I was a victim of hers, as well. The next time you see her, shoot 3 warning shots into the air, and corner her until I arrive. Do not hesitate to engage in battle. I can't bare to see another person die in her clutched."

"Of coarse."

When I walked back into Mustangs office, all eyes were on me. "What?"

"Brigadier General? Steel Claw Alchemist? How long have you had these positions?"

"About . . . 6 years. I didn't think it was important to tell you."

"Important?! You didn't think it was important to tell us you were a State Alchemist, let alone, a General?!"

"You said it, not me." Okay, maybe I should've told them, but it never popped up in my head.

"What are we going to do about your arm, Brother?"

"Well, I guess we have no choice. I think it's time we visit an old friend."