"He was a great officer... and to all of us, great friend,"

The truck swerved a little on the dust track, stopping abruptly.

"He was bright, kind and respected throughout the bunker,"

Six people jumped out of the truck, two of them were teenagers, who backed away from the truck as the four officers rushed to the back, hauling out one body, and then another.

"He died serving his country and his fellow men,"

Blood poured everywhere from the wound in his neck, covering the hands of his comrades, who held him in their arms. "There's no hope for me now," He whispered, grasping weakly on to Havoc's jacket.

"He will forever be remembered in our hearts,"

"Don't be stupid!" Havoc said as he held him in his arms, cradling him and trying to stop the bleeding. "You'll be fine, I promise!" But he knew deep down there was no hope.

"We have suffered a great loss here... but, his valiant behaviour and courage will never be forgotten,"

"Havoc, listen to me..." He choked, feeling himself slipping away slowly as everything began to blur. The loss of blood was too great. "Please, don't let me become... one of them,"

"His final words... his final request... we fulfilled...."

Gritting his teeth, gun shaking in his hands, Havoc aimed at the man's head. "Goodbye," He whispered before pulling the trigger and looking away.

"Please, God. Let his soul rest in peace, and let all those who have died in this tragedy join him in the Kingdom of Heaven,"

Hauling his body back in the truck, the six of them got in solemnly, Winry beginning to cry in Ed's arms again.

"Look after him now... as we all remember our dear friend,"

Approaching the bunker, they all got out with heavy hearts as their comrades and other survivors came to greet them. Winry embracing Ed and Al tightly as the others unloaded the supplies they had retrieved, and a blood stained black bag.

"Vato Farman,"

Lowering the wooden chest in to the ground slowly, Havoc, Breda, Fuery and Hawkeye all grabbed shovels and began to fill in the hole. At the head of the grave lay a bunch of flowers and a stone with the words 'Vato Farman' carved in to it.

As soon as the service was over, it began to rain, and most of the survivors made their way inside with heavy hearts. Only a few stayed around the grave to pay their final respects before they too headed inside.

It was a sad day indeed.

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Disclaimer: I do not own any of the Fullmetal Alchemist characters used in this story.