"You've got to be kidding me," Edward huffed, as he and Alphonse and the muscular crazy man walked in the tiny hallway. They could barely fit with Armstrong's muscles in the way all the time. "Where is this room?"

"Apparently," Al said, "the computer room, where Mr. Breda used to teach."

"A computer room? Really? These murderers suck," Edward mumbled.

"I donated to that computer room! For the Armstrong family has donated to everything in this school!" Armstrong exclaimed.

"Yeah, yeah, let's just find out what happened," Ed snapped.

When they got to the room, Armstrong punched the door open. Edward and Alphonse jumped because his strength was rather brutal at times. "Oh ho ho! What do we have here?"

Edward looked around the place. Yellow caution tapes were around the whole room. Whoever did that job was really bad at decorating.

"Ed, Mr. Armstrong," Al whispered. "Come quick."

"What is it, Al?" Edward didn't even look at where his brother was standing until he pointed to the ground.

"Dr. Marcoh's body..."

Marcoh's dead body lay on the floor, lifeless and blood. What was worse that the doctor had a hole in his chest. Strange but, what had killed him could not be any weapon anyone knew of. The murderer obviously had a plan, as well for there were markings of blood around the body. Something bigger and stronger was definitely out there.

Armstrong touched the blood from Marcoh's wound and rubbed it against his fingers. The blood on his two fingers turned into specks of solid rock. Armstrong's eyes turned wider, almost alarmed but trying to stay calm.

"We got rid of that... along time ago. How did it return?" he muttered.

"What's wrong?" Ed asked him. "What thing are you talking about?"

"The Philosopher's stone!" Armstrong said. "What was supposed to be dead is very much alive today."

"The Philosopher's stone?" Al said.

"Not something you need to know," Armstrong said, beginning to shiver now. It wasn't cold in the room. To Edward it was weird Armstrong was shivering in a warm room. "Don't worry I'll report to Roy Mustang, you two can go home now."

"Are you sure?"

"Yes, yes, just hurry..."

Outside the school

"What's with Armstrong?" Edward wondered.

Al shrugged. "He seemed scared of whatever was frightening him."

"Hey, Al, do you think our father has something on the Philosopher's stone?" he asked. "I mean he has a library down stairs."

"Uh, maybe he does. We should go check."

The two brothers got home and somehow found their father at home... Eating.

"WHAT!" Ed shouted. "You bastard!" He punched his father in the face. Al had to hold him back so he wouldn't do anything else. "Explain yourself!"

"Edward, Alphonse, I've decided to come home," their father said with a smile.

"WHY. DID. YOU. DECIDE. TO. RETURN?" Edward yelled.

"I was hungry..."

Mustang's POV

"Any word from Armstrong's team?" Roy asked.

Riza glared at her watch and shook her head. "No, it's been over an hour since we set everyone else out," Riza replied. "Maybe we should look for them. It is getting late."

"Not too worried about Armstrong, but for the Elric brothers is what I am quite concerned," Roy said. "I'm hating this creepy atmosphere right now..."

"You scared?" Riza mocked.

"Scared? I'm the principal! How could I be the least bit scared?"

There was a tiny movement down the hallway, squeaking. Roy jumped and screamed, his voice being heard everywhere. Riza face palmed and shook her head. "You were saying sir?"

Hughes slapped Mustang on the shoulder. "Keep it together, Mustang. We don't need you running away."

Another screeching noise came about, this time, closer. Hughes jumped and screamed running into Riza's arms.

"For God's sake, you two! It's only a noise!" She pushed Hughes aside.

"Be careful guys, I have a bad feeling about this."

"And right you are," a female voice came into place. Along nail came out of nowhere, hitting and scratching the walls. "So, this is the newly formed group my peers and I have been hearing about. How nice."

"Who are you?" Roy asked.

"The name is Lust, but don't wear it out too much. Your friend wasn't so scared like you were."

"You mean Armstrong?" Hughes wondered.

"What the hell did you do to him?" Roy snapped.

"Why do you assume it was me who did anything to him?" Lust said. "How do you know I don't have others doing it for me? Although he handled a bit better than that Doctor but, what a shame he was about to tell you something very important. Too bad you'll be dead before he can."

Riza pointed a gun at Lust's head. She could stare death in the eye, without being frightened and Lust was just nothing she couldn't handle. "You think I won't do it, do you?" Riza said. "Any more moves from you, and you'll be dead in a second."

"Go ahead, Lieutenant. Shoot," Lust said. "But well see who's dead before you pull the trigger."

"I'm not kidding," Riza said. "Leave now, or I will pull the trigger."

Lust laughed at her, ad then smirked. "You're shivering." With one hit of her nails blood came squirting out of Riza's arm. She fell straight to the floor, but Hughes caught her in a flying leap.

"Well, I hate using this power of mine... Seeing as I have no choice though, I guess I must use it," Roy said. "Hughes, get Riza out of here. This woman, is about to be fried chicken."