The fire only fought off part of the darkness in the tunnel and its heat wasn't the strongest in the cold air underneath the city. It had been nearly an hour since Rosalyne caused the road to collapse. It wasn't the best plan, but it got Scar out of trouble. Rosalyne didn't even understand why she had helped him. He was probably a criminal.

Rosalyne shifted to pull the jacket tighter around her. She couldn't see how the strange guy had been able to sleep so easily. As she came to look at Scar, Rosalyn moved to get a closer look at him. Scar's hair was white, but dark as well. When she went to brush a random piece a hair that hung over Scar's eyes, his eyes snapped open and his hand grabbed Rosalyne's.

Scar's body then shifted upright, pulling Rosalyne with him. The red coloring of Scar's eyes seemed to pierce through Rosalyn. She wasn't even sure if he was looking at her real being. The silence brought between the two and the small space that was only inches caused Rosalyn to blush. It was as though her body had frozen.

A loud grunt just escaped from Scar before he looked around.

"Where am I?" Scar's voice was deep and almost hollow like he had no emotions. Still even when he spoke, his hand-held a tight grip around Rosalyn's as though he was stopping her from running.

"Underground." Rosalyn's answer was quick. When trying to pull her hand back, Scar wouldn't release it. Instead his grip tightens a little more around it before he looks to her skin. It didn't matter which hand Scar was looking at because both of her palms hand the engraving on them.

It didn't take long for Scar to see the engravings; at the sight of them, his eyes widened and he easily tossed Rosalyn back as though she a twig. Rosalyn's body rolled from a short moment before she could start to push herself up. Scar was fast, that was for sure, because by the time Rosalyn was looking for him, he was by her side.

"Wha-"Rosalyn's voice was broke off when Scar's large hand came to grab her throat and lift her from the ground. Coughs escaped from her lips as she gasped for air, seeing a girl struggle didn't seem to bother Scar or it didn't seem like it.

"Who are you?" His voice was pure hatred. When Rosalyn didn't answer, Scars grip tightened as though that would get her speak. Air was becoming something that Rosalyn couldn't reach now. With her strength depleting, Rosalyn placed her hand against Scar's arm.

Contact with scar was something Rosalyn regretted because the moment their skins met a pulse of red escaped into the air, knocking both Scar and Rosalyn the walls of the tunnels. Next thing Rosalyn remembers was complete darkness.

"Brother! Brother come on! We must leave!" A young man was yelling in the doorway of a small home. His skin tan and his eyes red, Rosalyn remembered now these people with the red eyes are Ishbalan.

Soon enough explosions went off all around the small home. Rosalyn's body wouldn't move away from the danger, no matter how much she wanted to. Others were gathering now, each person was speaking about the terrible things occurring at that moment. The younger man from before was running to an elder couple before everything started to dissolve.

The next thing Rosalyn had seen was the young man resting in a hospital wing, bandages decorating his skin. A blood trail of an X marked through the bandages on his. That's when Rosalyn realized this was Scar. Was it possible that it was his memory that she was seeing.

Again the images began to dissolve when the younger Scar had begun to awaken. A sudden coldness in Scar's eyes was the last thing Rosalyn saw before everything went black again.

Rosalyn's body jolted up straight into a sitting position from where she had laid. Her breath was heavy and the sudden dizziness rushing to her head didn't help her catch any air. Sitting on the other side of the fire was Scar, his red eyes piercing through her again.

Rosalyn was the first to break eye contact. Her hand then slow touched her neck like she was still expecting for Scar's hand to be around. A sudden thought hit Rosalyn than. Scar hadn't killed and he could've when she was asleep. So what changed? Just before Rosalyn was knocked out Scar was ready to kill her.

"Why didn't you kill me?" Rosalyn's voice was hollow. She actually didn't realize it was her speaking until Scar began to speak.

"You're not what I thought you were." Scar's voice was in disbelief. It was as though he couldn't believe what he saying.

"What the hell did you think I was? Some kind of dog?!" Rosalyn's temper snapped. She was just attacked because this guy assumed she was something else. What the hell was wrong with him?

"Lower your tone when speaking to me, girl" Scar barked back. His calm attitude just vanished for that split second before he finally toke his eyes off Rosalyn. "It doesn't matter what I thought. What matters now is who are you?"

"I'm Rosalyn Estalines." Rosalyn's voice was soft now. She wasn't really worried about introduction. At the moment, Rosalyn's mind was more focused on the things she had seen when she was knocked out. "You're Ishbalan"

Dead silence followed Rosalyn's statement. She couldn't figure why she had said, maybe it was to be reassured that he was or wasn't. What was more important is why did Rosalyn see those images? Why was it connected to her?

"Yes." Scar finally spoke, his eyes moving to look at the girl again. Before another one of Rosalyn's statement slipped, Scar began speaking. "Are you a State Alchemist?"

"Not yet." Rosalyn said.

The answer seemed to surprise Scar. His left hand was opening and closing into a fist now. With a deep breath Scar would to his left, something had caught his attention. Still though, Scar continued the conversation.

"Why would you want to become a State Dog?"

"I'm doing it for my mom." Rosalyn's voice broke into a saddened tone. She didn't understand why she told an absolute stranger why she wants to become a State Alchemist. She hadn't even told her aunt.

Before Scar could question any further, Rosalyn continued to speak. "She died when I was younger and before she died she told me to be strong and to look after my brother. Well it wasn't that easy." Rosalyn paused for a moment than added. "I just want to see her though. Maybe… I guess if I become a State Alchemist I could accomplish that."

Rosalyn waited, but Scar didn't answer before a woman's voice had spoken. "Now isn't that sweet? The Little Dove wants to see her mother."

Stepping closer to be easily seen was Lust, behind her was her fat companion. Neither of which Rosalyn had seen before, but Scar's reaction proved that he had. By the time Scar stood up, Lust's fingers shot out to pierce through his shoulder and pin him to the wall.

"We have no business with you, Scar. We just wish to speak to our Little Dove" Lust's lips formed into playful grin before Gluttony ran at Rosalyn, his tongue drooping from the side of his mouth as though he was about to eat a buffet.