To whoever is reading my story. Thanks for waiting for this chapter! Sorry, I wasn't able to update. My desktop internet was down don't really know why. Anyway, I'm working with my laptop now and it has wifi so I hope that I can update regularly. Also its summer vacation!! FREEDOM!!! Hope you all like this chapter. Sorry to Roy Mustang fans, he doesn't get a really nice part here but I promise he'll get nice ones soon! Hope you like it, even if its not that good. Oh and I'm looking for a beta reader...just to help me out you understand. Anyway...enjoy! (hopefully) :)

Chapter 2

Sophie

"Silvertongue? Am I right, is it you?"

I slowly turned around and gazed impassively at…Colonel Roy Mustang.

"It is you. You haven't changed much have you?'

"The years don't bother me all that much."

"What are you doing here?" he asked abruptly, all sense of hey-old-friend-how-ya-doing gone.

"Still a busybody I see." I smirked at him, it would annoy him, I knew. He wouldn't show it but it would annoy him. "I was visiting Central…then that shrimp over there ran into me."

"Hey!" Edward protested. Good he's starting to liven up a little.

"You expect me to believe that?" Mustang said, with the whole bad-cop look.

"Hey, I'm telling the truth. Don't pick on me if you're still sore from the last time I ran into your ugly face. If I recall correctly YOU lost."

Mustang briefly showed some annoyance. I smiled, in my head it wouldn't do for him to see that, I was finally cracking his mask.

"There's no need to bring that up." He said scathingly.

I smiled, "But I remember it like it was yesterday…and it makes a great story!"

FLASHBACK

I was in an outlying village that fall…unfortunately I did not realize that the military, and namely Roy Mustang, was there. I made a mistake by using my ability for a very small thing really…

"Small? You called that small?" Mustang interrupted, "You stopped a tank in its tracks!"

"I didn't mean to! Well…maybe I did but it was going to run me over!" I protested. Please note this rude interruption of my story.

"The tank exploded." Mustang said matter-of-factly.

"An accident. I panicked and put too much force in the barrier." I said, "Anyway…"

After the accident. I was too stunned to realize, what with the humungous fire ball that issued from the remains of the grisly metal beast, that I had been surrounded by the military's infantry. Then, like a dragon gloats over his kill, Colonel Mustang appeared at the scene.

"Who are you?" He demanded of me, his voice was soft, a voice of one who knew he was in control and needed no other instrument other than his dominating appearance to make his prisoners cower before him!

In case you haven't noticed, I love telling stories…and I'm not over embellishing. Call it an artist's touch.

In a voice that gave away no fear for this towering lord, I answered him, "I'm called Silvertongue, around here."

"Why did you cause my weapon to explode?"

"An unfortunate accident. I didn't see it until the very last second."

Okay so we didn't really say it exactly like that, but you get the gist right?

"You are an alchemist?"

"Unfortunately I have no talent in that field." I said. I really do not know why people keep mistaking me for one of those charlatans.

"Impossible. For you to have succeeded in that feat, you have to be one."

I began to explain, with all the eloquence I possessed, that I, in fact, wasn't but Colonel Mustang rudely interrupted.

"With all that power, you can easily become a State Alchemist."

"Well…with all due respect sir, I have no intention of becoming a 'Dog of the Military' even if I were an alchemist."

"You don't have that many choices. If you work for me and the military, I will forget this entire incident…chose not to and serious repercussions will befall you."

Well, of course he didn't really say it like that…but it sound so nice…in a threatening sort of way…doesn't it?

Though all throughout this shameful and rude interrogation, I had remained faithfully polite, I must confess that at that point I felt anger, like a red fire, sear through my very veins!

"Why in the world should I side myself with you weak and powerless people?!?!"

"You said it differently then." Mustang muttered, interrupting…again.

"Yes, you're quite right." I agreed, no need for me to be nice to him, "My exact words were: 'Why should I debase myself as to labor under the lowest of the low, the weak and most powerless of people?'"

"…"

Unfortunately, the good Colonel Mustang was unused to hearing himself be insulted so…

"You dare speak in that manner to me? I am the Flame Alchemist!"

I cannot lighten or otherwise sweeten the word I hurled at our brave hero so I will just say it… "So?"

"Humph. To prove to you that I am stronger than you, I challenge you to a duel."

"Do you have to do this?"

I laughed and simply continued relentlessly…

Had the poor soul, which is myself, had been less filled with rage at the uncouth manner of the Colonel, perhaps she wouldn't have agreed. But as I was…I did.

We repaired to a deserted field. Aside from myself and the noble Colonel, the only other person in attendance was the beautiful Lieutenant Riza Hawkeye…

"You know, you had an army with you and I was all on my lonesome…did you go alone because you didn't think you'd win?"

"Of course not!"

I grinned smugly.

"Would you care to begin?" Mustang graciously asked me.

I shrugged, "You can go ahead."

He smiled oh-so kindly, "If you insist."

He snapped his fingers and sent a burst of blazing red fire in my direction. I quickly projected a shield in front of me. It was made from pure force and his deadly flames had no effect on it whatsoever.

"Coward!" he said, "You hide behind that barrier. You cannot fight! You are only capable of cowering before my power!"

"How dare you!" I shouted, "Try to fight this then!"

I made the boulders that lay scattered about the field come together and merge into a huge Titan of stone. Colonel Mustang bravely sent huge balls exploding fire at it…even when the dreadful beast picked him up in his stone fist. I will admit that he is brave. Somehow he made the monster explode. And whilst I was dodging the falling debris, he snuck up behind me and attacked. Needless to say I was unable to evade it in time.

"You know…for such a small, insignificant creature…you are annoying!" I said, clutching my scorched side.

"Do you yield?" he asked, his hand outstretched, ready to shoot flames at me.

"Never." I said defiantly.

"Fine."

He snapped his fingers.

"FREEZE!"

No flame touched me, instead Mustang's hand and glove were covered in ice.

Mustang swore.

I ran towards him and punched him in the face. He swung his ice-coated fist at me but I ducked in time and swiped his feet from the ground. Mustang fell to the ground. He fell hard but his fall also freed his hand from the ice.

"Ha!" Mustang shouted in triumph.

He was about to burn me again…I felt my heart clench in fear…

"Rain!" I cried out to the heavens, my voice beseeching some unseen power, my hand reaching up to the sky.

"No alchemist can control the weather." He said, scornfully.

But his word held no meaning since it began to rain, slowly at first then more and more heavily. I stood and faced him.

"But I am no alchemist."

His face contorted into a grimace and he lashed out at me with his balled-up fist. I blocked it easily.

"Stop." I told him, all emotion gone from my voice, "You will not win. You are brave and determined, you will become great. I know that, but I also know that you will not win this fight."

"Who…what are you?" he exclaimed.

"A girl; a girl with a gift. Not unlike you but our gifts are different…vastly so. I will not become a dog of the military, leave it at that."

I walked away but when I had gone a short distance I looked back.

"Goodbye Colonel Mustang…I wish never to see you again."

END FLASHBACK

"Unfortunately, my wish didn't come true and I am stuck here, staring into your ugly face." I finished.

Mustang stared at me, his face nonchalant but his eyes were angry. I grinned…just to rub it in. Yeah, I know…I am so dumb.

"Lieutenant," he said, in a no-nonsense-will-be-tolerated tone, "Escort the Elric brothers to the car, and bring them directly to the hospital. Also put Ms. Silvertongue under armed guard. I would like to speak with her…privately. Make sure she doesn't escape."

"What? No way!" I protested, "You have absolutely no right to hold me!"

Mustang bent down to whisper in my ear, "Did you really think I'd let you get away? Especially after that little story-telling?"

I glared at his as my hand were cuffed behind my back.

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