Fullmetal Alchemist Fan Fiction ❯ Remembering You ❯ Mission ( Chapter 1 )

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Disclaimer: I don't own Fullmetal Alchemist. Still have no idea why I always out this... People on FF.net don't seem to ever put Disclaimers..
Author's Note: I would like to thank my friend Christina for helping me out /tons/ with the plot!! I would also like to thank Taisa for always boosting my confidence in my writing abilities, without which, I wouldn't be writing this. And Cree, I hope you love the story I wrote for you!! So sorry it's late.
 
And as a note, all things below that are italicized are things talking about what happened in the past. Better clear that up before someone asks...
 
 
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Rain pounded against the grey stoned building in the abandoned region. Lightning streaked the sky, and thunder clapped its mighty call. All was silent except for the rain and thunder. But not still. Two lone figures moved at a brisk pace, making their way to what seemed like an old warehouse. It stood foreboding over the forest-infested landscape. Its grey walls so cold and bare. The eerie sound of footsteps of the two approaching ricocheted off, sounding empty and hollow against the ramparts.
 
“Colonel,” whispered the voice of Riza Hawkeye. “How are we going to get in?” Amber eyes flashed to the raven haired man before her. Gun was pulled, and ready to fire at a moments notice. Blond bangs hung, much to her aggravation, down in her eyes. The downpour drenched both her and the Colonel, even after only being outside for a few moments.
 
Roy Mustang grinned foolishly and reached in his pocket. “We'll just have to make our own entrance.” He pulled out a white glove, careful to keep it dry. He pulled it over his hand and raised it up. As Riza made a dive to stop him, he brought his fingers together in a `snap.' The wall fell before them, wreckage lying on the ground. Roy gave a satisfied grin and stepped over the mess he had made.
 
“Aren't we supposed to be quiet? We are, after all, trying to surprise here.” Riza followed in behind Roy, gun held at the ready. A nod came from him as obsidian eyes scanned the dark room they had entered.
 
“Colonel Mustang, the Fuhrer has sent orders for you to investigate a possible hide out for the Homunculus. You are to bring First Lieutenant Hawkeye with you on this case. He would like you dispatched by tonight,” announced King Bradley's assistant, Juliet Douglas.
 
“Tell him I'll be on my way as soon as I can get out.” And with a few final remarks, the secretary was gone. She had come and asked him personally for multiple reasons. But, the main one was that Pride had given word of Lust's plan. And, for this, she would need help from the military insiders. As Sloth paced back to where Pride waited, almost impatient, a cruel chuckle rolled over her lips. This was too much fun...
 
Back in the room, Roy looked over at Riza and nodded. They both knew the orders. Now, it was just time to pack up a few items before going.
 
“Do you think that they might actually be there, sir?” Riza asked, leaning back over her desk. She had little time to waste before they left. Yet again, Roy hadn't done his paperwork and she was busy forging his signature.
 
“I don't know. I guess that's why we're going.” He shrugged and sat down, staring down at the papers Riza had told him he must complete. He heaved a sigh and picked up the pen lying on his desk. `God I hate paperwork.'
 
`Drip drip drip,' leaked some pipe in the far corner. Pieces of rock would occasionally fall to the floor, sounding like little explosions as it echoed in the empty warehouse. The thunder didn't help either. As the empty halls heightened every noise made, the rolls outside sounded more beastly then before. Riza, without a light, clumsily tripped over something and stumbled forward. Almost dropping her gun, she steadied herself before falling back into pace with Roy.
 
“Be careful Hawkeye,” Roy warned watching her from the corner of his eye. Content that she was ok, he looked around again. His eyes were just beginning to become accustomed with the black area. He could vaguely make out certain shapes of bulk, and the form of the room. It was fairly empty near the center. The outside walls were lined with various machines, as he guessed they were. It wasn't hard to tell the building was old, and falling apart. Bricks that had fallen to the concrete below lay in pieces. Plaster had started to peel where it had once been, dry shavings hanging on just barely. Cracks were littered in the pavement below their feet. It was a mess overall.
 
“I don't…. see anything,” Roy muttered, trying to look for anything out of the ordinary. But just as he spoke, something, sounding like a fall, rang in the two officer's ears. They turned, standing back to back. He with his hand raised, ready to use his alchemy. Her with a gun pointed, finger on the trigger.
 
“So glad you could join us. Now the real party has started.”
 
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Author's Note: Yeah, sorry it's short. I promise, the next chapter will be long!! Well, it kind of has to be under my friend's orders. Expect an update soon since I have a few fresh ideas for Chapter two in my head. Please Review, I love all your opinions!