My motivation this time was-
Xavier-5422: PUT ME IN THE FIC ALREADY!!!
FINE!! -_- I don't own FMA, I only own Mischief, and partially own Xavier's OC.
After I explained to them what would've happened if Nina stayed with Tucker, they looked at me with blank stares.
"How do you know what would've happened?" Al asked.
"He made a talking chimera the same time his wife left. Do. The. Math."
Edward's eyes widened as he realized my point. He must've mentally face-palmed not to realized sooner.
"And according to everyone at HQ, Tucker died this morning."
"WHAT?!"
...Later, after I convinced (forced) them to have a walk in the rain...
"Why are we out here again?" Edward asked dully.
I was twirling around, letting the raindrops fall. "Cuz rain feeels nice!" We were in front of the clock tower, I was spinning around in the rain while Ed and Al sat under the clock tower.
A random soldier noticed Edward and started running towards us. "Mr. Edward! Miss. Mischief! Mr. Edward Elric! I've been looking all over for you!"
"What is it?" I asked.
"You two are to go back to HQ, at once."
"Why?" Edward asked. Then Scar appeared behind the soldier.
"There's a serial killer in this area." DUDE, TURN AROUND! THIS IS NOT SOME CRAPPY HORROR MOVIE! NOW TURN AROUND AND RUN!!
"Edward Elric..." Scar said. "THE FULLMETAL ALCHEMIST!!!"
"The man with the scar on his...!" the soldier exclaimed as he tried to take his gun out.
"SHUT UP AND RUN!!!"
Scar grabbed the soldier's head and suddenly the guy's brain got fried.
"Holy crap... Holy crap... Holy crap..." I whimpered as I looked at the random dead soldier at our feet. "This is bad for you guys... This is SO bad for you guys..." Then the clock tower struck 9. "GUYS! RUN!!" They actually listened for once.
"I won't let you get away!" Scar roared as the Elrics ran for an alley.
"NO!" I ran after them too.
Scar destroyed whatever obstacle lied in his way.
"What the hell are you and why are you after us?!" Edward asked.
"If there are creators, then there are also destroyers."
"In that case..." Edward transmuted a gaudy looking sword and Al got into fighting stance.
"You've got guts." Scar charged towards them. "But you're too slow!"
Suddenly pieces of metal were finally everywhere as Al's armor got deconstructed.
"ALPHONSE!!!" I cried.
Edward got pissed and charged at Scar. "YOU SON OF A B___!!"
Scar grabbed Ed's metal arm. "I said you're too slow."
ZAP.
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Nothing happened.
Edward took off his coat and gloves.
I had to save Edward! I ran towards the fight at top speed, sadly, I'm a slow runner and showed up in time to see Edward's arm break.
I froze. What should I do? What should I do? What should I do? Scar reached for Edward's head.
BLAM. Mustang arrived with about 20 or so other soldiers. "That's I far as you go."
While the others were talking, I was in my own little world. So far in this fight I was useless, until I heard the gunshot. It reminded me of a very important detail. I'm a homunculus. I'm immortal. And I can do whatever the hell I want.
I came back into reality when everyone started calling Mustang useless. Haha, I always loved that moment. Mustang's useless in the rain.
"State alchemists," Scar said, "who are the obstacles to my mission. I will annihilate everyone here."
"I dare you to!" I jumped onto a street light and grinned. I dramatically pointed towards him. "Cuz here's the almighty and bad-ass, Joker Alchemist!!!"
Scar's eyes widened behind his sunglasses. "Another state alchemist? A little girl, no less."
The military on the sidelines sweatdropped. "The Joker Alchemist? What kind of a crappy name is that?" most of the men commented.
"LIKE YOU'RE ONES TO TALK!" I snapped back at them. "YOU DON'T EVEN HAVE NAMES, RANDOM SOLDIERS ONE THROUGH TWENTY!!"
"But my name's Phillip," one of the soldiers said stupidly.
Face-palm. I stood there one the ten foot street light and face-palmed. It was one of those "How the hell are they older than me?!" moments.
Then a random boy broke from the crowd with messy black hair, glasses, a blue coat, and gloves with transmutation circles on each of the palms. He looked excited, like he's been waiting for this moment. He definitely was NOT in the military.
"And I-!!!"
"Alex Louis Armstrong!!" The random boy got knocked over to the ground as his spot got taken over by the mountain-muscled Major.
"Damn it, Armstrong!!!" The random boy on the floor yelled. "This my only epic moment in this fanfic! Out of the way!!" (I'm kidding. ^^" You get more than one moment, Xavier.) Then he tried to maim the Major. Which resulted in them trying to beat the crap out of each other.
Everyone, even Scar, sweatdropped. Which was my cue to transmute a knife, jump off the street light, and randomly scream something cool. "Come on, Scarface! Come on and fight me!!!" Ok... cool isn't the right word. Random. How 'bout random?
Everyone watched as I, a 14 year-old with almost no real fighting skills other than slashing, was fighting Scar without being hit once. Plus the fact that I was the fourth shortest person (Shortest: Ed, 2nd Shortest: Fuery, 3rd shortest: random dude #9) there, and, no doubt, the person who'd always lose at arm-wrestling.
"How the hell is she fighting like that?" Breda asked as I avoided another of Scar's attacks.
"Trust me, she's scary when she's motivated," Havoc said. "Remember how Tucker was injured in the-"
"Yeah." every man said with a flinch.
"She caused that."
Almost every man, including Mustang, put their hands in front of them and whimpered "Please don't hurt me..." Hawkeye sweatdropped, but was somewhat impressed that I managed to scare Mustang without doing anything yet.
For me, fighting Scar felt like... a roller coaster, a video game, and a spaz attack all rolled into one with sound effects!!! It's no freakin' wonder so many anime characters love fighting!! I landed a punch in Scar's stomach with my gloved right hand.
I smiled evilly. I knife was about an inch away from Scar's face. "C'mon, why so serious, Scarface? Why so serious?" (Hooray for movie references! XD lol)
Then random soldier #11 got nervous and accidentally fired his gun. The bullet would've hit my right hand except this weird thing happened. The bullet bounced off me, like a bouncy ball off a wall. Scar didn't notice, then a bullet flew out of nowhere and grazed his head, thus ruining his awesome sunglasses.
"He's an Ishbalan!" Mustang shouted.
Scar looked around, then back at me. "Too many alchemists here. Good bye, Joker Alchemist." He made his subtle get away by making a huge hole in the ground and running like there was no tomorrow.
I glared into the hole. "Mischief, don't go after him," Mustang ordered.
"Damn it, I was just about to jump in there."
Then Ed and Al started fighting. The soldiers just looked.
"Should we stop them?"
"'Tis a brothers' quarrel, leave them be." I said sarcastically.
Here it is! ^^" Sorry for the crappy chapter.
I picked the Joker Alchemist, it suits me more. Besides, it gave me a few ideas.
Sorry to the other peoples that gave me names. T_T
Xavier-5422: WAS THAT THE ONLY MOMENT YOU GAVE ME?! T_T
NO! You get more... later!
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