SURPRISE!

Well everybody, long time no see, perhaps more like no read BUT I AM BAAAACKK. I really have no excuses why I was gone, but at least I'm back with another chapter. Let me do a recap, (1) Go read (2) The (3) other two chapters, c'mon two chapters is not going to kill you. But I'm not going to go on I hope you enjoy this. I'll try not to cheap out on you again folks.

5 pm

The apartment buildings on the old military lot began to cast long shadows that stretched along some of the many old brick roads. The only few moving shadows were those of military personal. Riza Hawkeye, Lena Saluk, Zoey Nightly and Raine Locklin walked contently down towards their homes, it would only be so long before they left them though. The three of them stopped at a point in the road and gazed at each other before leaving. Lena seemed to be confused by how Riza was with Raine. Sure they were friends, however the only time she ever went over to her house was to retrieve something. However, Riza carried a large back pack which seemed to be decently full with something.

"So Riza, spending the night at Raine's? Or what seems to be more like a week?" Lena asked

"My house is under renovation"

"And what about Black Hayate?" chirped in Zoey

"Doggy daycare"

"BUT!" Raine interrupted "We need to get goin, so we will see you guys tomorrow" Raine began to walk away down the street opposite of where Lena and Zoey lived. Lena and Zoey turned around and made their own way home.

Zoey's Point Of View: 8:30 p.m

Lena and I shared a two bedroom apartment on the military lot. It was snug, quiet, warm, and sort of secluded from the main street of apartments compared to where Raine lived. It was my own utopia. I laid in the dark on my bed, I stared at the shadowed roof of my bedroom. I was completely engulfed in thoughts of paradise. I needed an adventure I thought to myself, perhaps a vacation would be nice. I began to think of such an adventure, It made me smile, and with that I slowly closed my eyes to only continue imagining the perfect utopia. I fell asleep to such a perfect adventure.

9:30 p.m : Raine's Point Of View

The garage was nice and cool, it chilled my skin from my usual warm temperature. The garage was fairly large, it was enough to hold my three beauties: my car, my truck, and my bike. One of the few pride and joys I have I in this world. I threw my bag in the back seat of the leather interior mustang. The shade of blue that dressed the car dazzled me every time. I adjusted myself in the drivers side of the mustang, the feeling of me seated in the car felt powerful, full of pride, not to mention gorgeous. I took a deep breath in smelling the car interior which reminded of my old days of being undercover which consisted of danger , adrenaline, love, and rock alternative music. I fastened my seat belt and looked at Riza who seemed to think different of my car. As I put the key in the ignition my gaze remained on Riza, My eyebrow cocked up as I stared at her. "What is the problem" I asked with my fingers sliding up and down against the silver car key which I was dying to turn to bring this journey to a start."Nothing." She replied throwing her bag in the back. She opened the door and sat down probably just as quick as she threw that bag of hers in. She clicked her seat belt in and adjusted the seat, she looked at me dully. However, when was Riza ever satisfied? I readjusted my gaze to the keys and turned them igniting the car, it came to life with a giant purr. I gave a quick howl smacking the sides of the steering wheel, I haven't gotten this kind of excitement in a long while.

"Its like I just released the purr of a wild jungle cat" I said reversing out into the street.

9:45 pm Lena's Point Of View

"Leeeenaaaaa"…"Leeeeeeeeennnnnnnaaaaa"…

The voice was faint but I began to open my eyes to a blurry figure. I made out a blur but then fairly quick I realized it was Raine, she moved up and down very quickly. Then it occurred to me she wasn't moving, I was, She had her hands on my shoulders pushing me up and down on the bed shaking me violently.

"FRIGGIN DAMN IT LENA GET UP" She hollered "WE NEED TO GO NOW!" her grip released on me and she left towards the door. "What is going on?" I sat up intently knowing that this was no joke. I slipped out of bed and put on my slippers on, and stood up still only half awake. "WE NEED TO GO NOW! I HAVE YOUR BAG LETS-" Raine suddenly interrupted herself with silence, but that silence was soon filled by faint sirens…police sirens. "WHAT DID YOU DO" I screamed. She did not reply but only began to run away down stairs, I followed her down. The ears on the bunny slippers bounced off my shins as I sprinted down the stairs. The front door was open and I sprinted out to see Riza literally throwing Zoey in the back of the car, not wanting the same fate I sprinted over into the car. Before I could sit properly, the petal was to the medal and we were gone. Zoey was obviously knocked out cold judging by the way her body fell and hit the back of Raine's seat when we sped away.

Next day - 8:15 am - Havoc's Point of View

All of Mustang's team was called to the Furher's office for a emergency meeting. Raine, Riza, Zoey, and Leena could not be found although. We all sat in chairs in front of a projector, the furher sat behind his desk whispering to Brigadier General Gran. I could really use a cigar right now, but before I could ask to be excused the lights dimmed and the furher stood. Roy to my right and Breda to my left I decided to ask Roy what was going on. No offence to Breda but Roy mostly likely would know what going on. He only replied with a shrug, if he didn't even know something must big must have happened.

"As you all see you were all brought here to something that was addressed as an emergency. However, I shall now label this a extreme matter. Last night we had a break in to our most confidential files which concerns our whole country. First Lieutenant Riza Hawkeye, Lieutenant Colonel Locklin have broken in and stole the files containing the most top secret information of our country. If we release such a thing over the news there might be a invasion searching for these two girls by other countries maybe even leading to a Region war. So I brought your team here for a mission." At this point the furher sat back down in this chair. " Colonel Mustang, you and your team will be going to capture the two-"

"Four" The Brigadier General interrupted "That Zoey and Lena two"

"Right, four. Although, I want them back alive within two weeks. Now we assigned the two sectors of the team. Roy Mustang, Jean Havoc, Maes Hughes, Edward and Alphonse Elric will be the team in the field. Fallman, Breda, Fury…You three will be here tracking transactions and security cameras. Now get to it"

The chiars cried as they slid across the floor as everyone got up from their seats. Damn it I need a smoke…I began to renegade through my pockets for my lighter.

"Jean Havoc, will you remain here for a moment" The furher asked. I'm pretty sure...I shit my pants when he asked me this.

Ed's Point Of View -

I grumbled as I walked down the hall ways, what could Zoey and Lena have to do with this? Raine is such a bitch, and Roy says nothing about his own team turning against him.

"Brother?" I said nothing but shrugged my shoulders as I continued to think what they had done to possibly be involved.

Roy Mustang's Point Of View

I stood out my window gazing at the court yard and people doing work as I stand up here and watch down on them. I constantly thought of any possible reason why my team would do such a thing. But the strangest thing, why is it that Raine did not say a single thing? Maybe we were not as close as I thought. I reached my hand for my back pocket for my wallet, I pulled it out and opened it up. Prying my finger at the top for a slit in the wallet I finally managed to open it and slid a picture out. Jesus…Why do I still carry this around? I gave a short silent chuckle at my own self embarrassment. I tucked it back away in the secret pocket and began to change into the clothes the Furher assigned us. A suit and a pair of reflective aviators, how stereotypical…