SCARLETT
Sighing, she put her hands up.
They'd lost the fight.
Scar and May had both vanished. She, Ed and Al had all lost their own battles.
"So, what should we do about this one?" Envy growled.
"I guess she can live, on the condition that she protects these two from danger." Father nodded.
So she's become a body-guard for a couple of children?
Seriously?
Envy shifted back into his human shape and led them through several dark hallways. They stopped outside an elevator.
"Where are we going?" she asked suspiciously.
"Just get in." Envy said.
"Where are we going?" Ed asked.
"Just get in!" Envy snapped.
In the elevator, Envy took the guise of a soldier. Her eyes narrowed. He'd only take a soldier's form if...
If this elevator led to a military head-quarters!
She gasped, clapping her hands to her eyes. "Shit!" she swore, snatching her glasses out of her pocket and jamming them on.
"Scarlett? What's wrong?" asked Ed.
"You'll see..." she hissed.
They finally reached the surface, and Ed and Al were stunned. She was too. They were in Central Command!
"I told you you'd see..." she murmured, pushing her glasses up to secure them.
"Hey!"
They all turned to look at Envy.
"You're all covered in filth."
"Sorry for having just gotten out of a fight with a bastard." she commented, rolling her eyes.
They were led to the showers. She was all alone in the women's showers, lucky for her.
"Damnit... How much of the military is in on whatever they're doing?" she sighed as she dried off. "Bradley's a Homunculus... There's a Philosopher's Stone controlling him... Wait a minute..."
"No..."
That's no possible!
How could that be?
How... Why... What... No!...
That adds up, but not in an agreeable way!
She quickly got dressed and went back into the hallway, putting her hair up in a pony-tail. "You're up to no good. I can tell... If my calculations are correct..." she growled at Envy.
"Oh, really?" he smirked.
"Yeah... Severing one's sins from their body, and turning this country into what it is... And in the spring, that eclipse due to happen..." she growled.
"Hush, now. You'll spoil the surprise!" Envy laughed. "Now, what the hell is taking them so long!"
Envy slammed the boys shower-room open. "What's the hold-up in here?"
There was a moment of silence, and slightly around Envy, she saw that Ed wasn't wearing anything but a towel around his neck. Then Ed and Envy both screamed. She had by then turned away so she couldn't see anything.
EDWARD
Envy showed them to the Fuhrer's office, where Mustang was sitting across from Bradley.
"Mustang? What the hell is going on?" he asked.
"I don't know. I was just about to ask you the same thing, Fullmetal." the colonel replied.
"Great... No one in the world knows what's going on." Scarlett sighed, rolling her eyes.
"Please, have a seat." the Fuhrer gestured.
He and Al sat down on the other two chairs at the table, and Scarlett promptly sat down cross-legged where she stood. There was silence for a while afterwards. Then there was a small cough. Al made coughing noises to cover it up directly after.
"Bradley... What sin are you?" Scarlett said.
"You're a smart girl, figuring out that the Homunculi are the seven sins. I'm known as Wrath." Bradley answered.
"So, Pride and Sloth are the two we've never encountered. Lust is dead. Gluttony is being reconstructed as we speak. Envy's probably gone off who-knows-where, and Greed last checked is down with Father." she sighed.
"Please, won't you pull up a chair?" Bradley asked kindly.
His question was greeted with stony silence.
Way t' go, Scarlett!
He decided to ask a question. "So, just how much of the military is in on your little gig?" he asked.
"The senior staff is aware."
"Yeah... On the search for immortality, correct? Most are older men, no? Understandable, considering what you're up to..."
Scarlett's voice was low and threatening, and her tattoos flickered and eyes shimmered. "I mean, what more does a dying man want than the ability to not die? Riddle me that, bad-man."
"You're smart, but don't spoil the surprise." Bradley told her.
"I'm leaving!"
Scarlett jumped up and stormed out. She paused right before leaving. "Don't badger me about it not being polite to leave before I'm dismissed. I don't take orders from anyone but Heart!" she growled.
"She's quite the strong one, isn't she?"
"Yeah. In more ways than one. She's flicked me in the nose, but it feels like I've been punched. And whoever she does punch normally ends up with both a bloody nose and a black eye." he sighed.
"Well, is that all?"
"Um... Sir, will you allow us to keep searching for a way to get our bodies back?" Al asked nervously.
"I see no reason not to. As long as you don't slip to anyone what's going on."
"Now, sir, one more question?" Mustang asked.
"Go on."
"Did you kill Maes Hughes?"
He and Al both gasped.
"No, I did not."
"Do you know who did?"
"I believe I agreed to one question. Oh, before you go, Alphonse..."
They all paused and turned to look at the Fuhrer. Before they could register, his sword had slid in through one of the chinks in Al's armor. He and Al gasped, thinking of the little girl...
There isn't any blood...
"I-is that all, sir?" he asked nervously.
"Yes, you may go now."
Just outside sat Scarlett. She watched, almost amused, as they fussed over how the girl had escaped.