"MIROSUJI!"
Mirosuji runs through the hallway of the grand State library of Central city, the secret file safely tucked away underneath his black jacket. A young female soldier with a furious look in her eyes comes running after him, holding her gun up and aimed at Miruosuji's back. Mirosuji knows that she has that gun aimed at him but he refuses to stop. Not now. The soldier shoots once and misses Mirosuji by an inch, hitting the books on the shelf which Mirosuji is running alongside.
FILE 071027.
LEUITENANT COLONEL KHASEM,
AKA
THE ISHBALIAN ALCHEMIST.
Full name: Mirosuji Khasem.
Call name: Miro.
Age: 25.
Gender: Male.
Origin: Ishbalian.
Rank: State alchemist.
Alchemist name: The Ishbalian alchemist.
Hair: White, bound together in a very short tail.
Eyes: Red, Ishbalian red.
Skin: Tanned.
Specifics: wears normal glasses.
Tatoo in the form of a transmutation circle on his body, except for his face.
Keeps pocket watch with him always and everywhere, otherwise he "will lose the track of time."
First Ishbalian to become a state alchemist.
Story: A young Ishbalian soldier who entered the armies special division, the state alchemists, at age 20. Worked under directly General Roy Mustang and was a very promising young alchemist. His alchemic specialty is water, but the other circle's on his body also allow him to use basic alchemy./
"Whoa! Watch where you point that thing rookie! You might hurt someone!" Mirosuji yells over his shoulder at his chaser. Even though they're still running through the long hallways of the giant library, Mirosuji can already smell the fresh outside air and he realizes that he is getting closer and closer to his freedom. "Mirosuji! You dirty traitor!" the soldier chasing him, Laquisha, yells.
FILE 0022263.
LEUITENANT GENERAL RUNDALL.
AKA
THE BLACK BLOODED ALCHEMIST.
Full name: Laquisha Rundall.
Call name: Commander.
Age:23.
Gender: Female.
Origin: Half Ishbalian, half Amesterian.
Rank: State alchemist.
Alchemist name: The black blooded alchemist.
Hair: Black, curled and tied together in a single loose tail.
Eyes: Blue with a edge of red around the pupil.
Skin: Lightly tanned.
Specifics: Proud soldier.
Despises traitors and liars more than anything.
Not your average state alchemist, she thinks that alchemists are there for the people, not the other way around. She's high up and has the liberty to refuse an order.
Won't stand for insults towards the army, her pride and joy, and is very narrow minded when it comes to this.
It's said that she has black blood because she's a half-breed.
Story: A young girl from a family of army men. Her father married an Ishbalian woman, who died soon after she was born. She's the youngest one of three. Both her brothers are soldiers and high ranked, thought she is the only alchemist in the family.
Her alchemic specialty is blood. Any type of blood, so also the blood from plants.
Mirosuji laughs his special low laugh, the one of which his friends always said that it is his insanity laugh. "My dear, I just took back what is mine," he yells arrogantly. Laquisha gets really angry and shoots again. Once again, the bullet misses Mirosuji, but this one also, was a very close call. "Oof, close one!"
Not that Laquisha can't shoot, Mirosuji knows very well that she can shoot just fine, but the dim lighted library isn't giving her a clear vision of Mirosuji's back, which makes Mirosuji harder to hit. Mirosuji knows this and reminds himself to thank Ishvala later when he has gotten out of here. Mirosuji crashes through the door and into the open air. Laquisha is still chasing him and she's closing in on him. Mirosuji tries to lose her by running through quiet streets and entering narrow alleys. He is almost sure that he has lost her when suddenly Laquisha screams something behind him that isn't directed towards him. "Now!"
Mirosuji runs around the corner and almost bumps right into the arms of a squad of soldiers who had probably been waiting for him. How did that bitch know which route he would take to escape? The rookie is better than he thought. He claps his hands together, which activates the transmutation circle's on his body, and firmly places his hands on the ground. "We've got you now, Miro," his chaser says with a victorious tone in her voice when she also runs around the corner. Mirosuji quickly transmutes a wall of stone before Laquisha's nose, who runs right into it with no time to slow down. "That hurts!" she screams angrily while Mirosuji quickly climbs up the wall and on the nearby building.
"You really think I can get caught that easy, Laquisha?" he screams down to the girl. "Not at all," Laquisha replies grinning while climbing up the wall which Mirosuji made. Mirosuji patiently waits for her to arrive on top of the building and grins when he finally stands face to face with her. They are now both standing on the roof of the old building, the strong wind lifting up their coats and Laquisha's hair. Laquisha slowly brings her hand to the small of her back, keeping her eyes constantly focused on the target before her, and takes her special alchemy knife out of its sheath and then slowly lowers her arm until it is hanging besides her. She takes something out of her pocket with her other hand and puts it in her mouth. The highly-concentrated energy pills are directly absorbed into her body, making her able to do what she has to do. Another gust of wind lifts up their coast and the light of the full moon is now reflected on the short blade of Laquisha's double-edged knife. Laquisha then suddenly starts moving very fast and plants the sharp point of the knife in the palm of her other hand. Dark blood wells up from the wound, and Laquisha activates the transmutation circle on the blade of the knife by putting her unwounded hand on it. The blood welling from her wound multiplies and then transforms into a crossbow and arrow, both made of a dark, liquid-like substance.
"I hope you like my bloodarrow, Mirosuji," she says, aiming the arrow at Mirosuji's heart, "you know what this is and you know too that this arrow won't miss you. So surrender now!"
The bloodarrow is a special technique belonging to a blood-alchemist, a rare kind of alchemist. The arrow, made of the multiplied blood, is a weapon that doesn't miss its target as long as the alchemist knows the blood of the target. And Laquisha knows Mirosuji's blood well. The arrow won't necessarily kill the target when it hits him, no matter what vital organ the arrow is aimed at. It only brings the blood of the alchemist into the body of the target, where after the alchemist can let the target do as he commands.
"Oh noesssss!" Mirosuji screams sarcastically and he claps in his hands. "It's your funeral, Miro. I hope you like my bloodarrow!" Laquisha shoots the arrow at the same moment that Mirosuji places his hands on the ground. He makes the water between cracks in the old building, turn into ice. This causes the roof underneath the two soldiers to fall apart. Both of them fall down and the arrow ends up in the stone, missing Mirosuji. Mirosuji, however, still has a few tricks up his sleeve, plus, he's not a person who tricks himself with his own tricks. He transmutes a place for him to safely stand on while the building around him collapses. "Not yet, lieutenant general Rundall!"
"Shit! Damn you, Mirosuji!" Laquisha screams while she falls down with the rest of the old building. Mirosuji waits a few moments before he turns around, jumps down from his safe spot, onto the massive fragments of the building and runs away through the quiet alleys of Central city. "HahI finally have you back" he says to himself, hinting to the file that's safely hidden underneath his shirt. "And now, back to the village."
Laquisha crawls up from underneath the ruins of the former building. "Crap, he escaped, that dirty traitor. But I'll catch him. Just you wait Mirosuji Khasem, I'll catch you!" she says to herself, angry about how she could have made such a major slipup. Her clothes and hair are covered with grit and dust from the collapsed building. "But not today. I feel broken, I want to take a nice hot bath."
"COMMANDER!" a random soldier screams while he runs towards Laquisha. The place is already crawling with soldiers now and Laquisha found that slightly annoying. "Huh?" Laquisha says confused, not knowing who is calling out for her. "Are you alright, lieutenant general Rundall?" the soldier asks when he has finally reached Laquisha. "Oh, yes soldier. I'm fine. What about the target?" Laquisha asks. "He ran into the slums, ma'am."
"Damn, well never find him around that that filth. Geez."
"My bet is that he will leave the city, maybe even the province."
"Ah crap! Arrange for a searching team. Let out a search warrant. I want that bastard, dead or alive."
"Yes madam!"
"And bring whatever he stole back in one piece."
"Yes Ma'am!"
"Good, I'm going home for the day. You guys stay here and clean up this mess," Laquisha says, referring to the collapsed building. "Alright," the soldier answers, while he salutes briefly to Laquisha. Laquisha nods to the soldier telling him to stand down and get to work, then she turns around and walks away. "Oh and Madam?"
Laquisha stops and turns around. "Yes soldier?"
"First General Mustang asked for you."
Laquisha moans out of dissatisfaction. She hated that old first general.
FILE 0070621.
FIRST GENERAL MUSTANG.
AKA
THE FLAME ALCHEMIST.
Full name: Roy Mustang.
Call name: None.
Age: 54
Gender: Male.
Origin:Amesterian.
Rank: State alchemist.
Alchemist name: The flame alchemist.
Hair: Black short.
Eyes: unknown.
Skin: Blank.
Specifics:Wants to become fuhrur.
Has an eye patch over his right eye.
Hero of Ishbalian.
Knew land's hero's Edward Elric and Alphonse Elric
Story: No interest of writing down because everyone already knows the idiot.
"Oh great, not that old fool again. Say him that he'll be the first one next morning. I'm going home," Laquisha says slightly annoyed. "Okay Madam." The soldier turns around and walks away, while Laquisha looks up at the full moon. "I hate full moon," she murmurs while lighting a cigarette. She takes a long sip from it, turns around and walks out of the alley, ignoring the mess around her and the crawling soldiers who are trying to clean things up.
"He escaped again?" a voice from behind asks. "Huh? Oh!" Laquisha turns around and salutes for the Führer who suddenly stands behind her. "I'm very sorry, sir, but yes, he got away on us," Laquisha says formal. "No problem at all, lieutenant general Rundall. He's one slick bastard after all," the Führer says airily, waving Laquisha's apology away. "He truly is, sir."
"Do you know who it was?" the Führer asks. "Yes, sir. It was Mirosuji Khasem, sir. The so called Ishbalian alchemist. One of First General Mustang's men," Laquisha answers. "Ah I see. He's one of Mustang's men. They are quite troublesome, those men of First General Mustang. Your men on the other hand are the best this army has."
"Thank you sir!" Laquisha says, proud of the compliment. 'That'll teach that Mustang bastard.'
"Well, that Ishbalian alchemist I heard about him. Wasn't he one of Mustang's best?"
"He was said to be, sir."
"He seemed so promising. What would possibly make him turn against us like this?"
"I have no idea, sir. But he only stole one file. Nothing of real value."
" Well I really hope you will catch him soon, Leuitenant General."
"Yes sir! If you allow me to do this my way, sir."
"Of course. I see no reason why not."
"Thank you sir!" Laquisha says, saluting again. "Now then. I've got business with Elicia Hughes," the Führer says and he walks away waving. Laquisha stays in position for a few seconds and relaxes then. "So the Führer is as it as well huh? What the hell did you steal Mirosuji?"