Part Two

There was yelling coming from the town of Liore that night as Teaghan walked up the road. There was a slight breeze that ruffled her long, white ponytail and swept her black coat. Her right leg, made of automail, reflected the moon and the skin left exposed by her clothing gleamed bright. As an albino, she found it harder to hide herself than most others since her skin was so pale.

The ground under her feet shook as she felt an explosion in the town. She sensed there was a fight and she wanted to be a part of it. Smirking, she started to run and as she approached a building she instinctively peered around the corner.

Two men were fighting. One had a large scar on his face and the other...yes, it was him. She knew those eyes anywhere. That piercing gold just like her son's. She scaled the building beside her and made it up to the roof. She watched out of curiosity not wanted to get involved just yet.

There was an explosion. When the dust cleared she noticed that the man with the scar was gone. She saw this as her opportunity. Taking it, she sat herself on the edge of the roof and called down, "Kimbley!"

Kimbley looked up and called back. "Who the hell are you?!"

She reached for her staves and in a flash of light she was holding a bow with an arrow already nocked. She fired and the arrow passed by his head missing by only a few inches.

He looked at the arrow and examined the intricacy of the design and the beautiful, signature filagree. "Damn it! I know this pattern anywhere." He looked up at her. "How did you find me?! Why are you here?!"

"Remember me now? I'm here to talk." She jumps down onto a balcony. "Now, are we gonna talk or are you gonna stand there like the idiot you are?!" Grabbing the railing on the balcony she transmuted a flight of stairs down to the ground.

Looking her up and down he said, "You don't look the same, Teaghan."

"No, I don't. I've done a lot of changing in 10 years and clearly, so did you." She walked over and plucked the arrow from the side of a building she hit.

"Yeah well, war will change people."

"Clearly." She huffed as she placed the arrow back into her quiver and pulled off her hood.

He noticed the chain hanging at her hip. "See you're a State Alchemist too, eh, Teaghan."

"Don't you ever call me that! I'm not one of you!" Her eyes filled with a fire as she turned on him.

He threw his hands up knowing it was a bad idea to say anything. Noticing her left thigh, he looked at his palms. "You read it didn't you?... I specifically told you to never open that book! Why would you do that?!"

She turned away from him. "What I did means nothing. I'm not here to talk about that. I'm here to talk about this." She took off her engagement right and tossed it back to him.

He looked at it in awe. "You kept it? I didn't expect you to hold onto it this long."

She sighed. "I had to. What would I tell him?"

"Him? Him who?" He held the ring in his hand looking at the sapphire sparkling in the moonlight.

She turned around locking her red eyes with his gold. "You have a son."

His eyes grew wide and he clenched the ring in his hand. "What?!"