Chapter 4

The next day, shouts could be heard as military personnel ran around the base in hurried strides. All a result of accountable news that a man by the name of Scar, had been sited.

The state alchemists were being sent out in groups to find this man, and giving me the perfect opportunity to escape.

Silently thanking this mystery man, I made my way out of the base, completely unnoticed as I joined one of the groups. Besides, how were they going to notice me when I was dressed just like them? That's right, I was now wearing a military uniform along with a matching hat to hide my face and hair, which was neatly tucked underneath the hat.

You see, I had nipped this little uniform from the guy that was watching my cell. Seeing as he was an idiot, it wasn't to hard. If I remember correctly, his name was John Havoc.

He had walked into my cell, flirting a little, which of course sent shivers up my spine, and forgot to close the door. So, I knocked him out and striped him of his uniform, luckily, he was fairly slim, so I was able to put the uniform on without too much trouble. Though I had to admit, the pants were a little bit baggy, but I was still fine with that. Then afterwards, I locked the cell leaving him there in him there in his boxer shorts.

"Quickly men, find him!" a Lieutenant shouted as they continued to run.

I slipped away from the group easily, as they ran past a side street, allowing me to slip away.

After walking a little bit, I leaned against a wall, laying my hand across my face in a tired manner. I sighed in relief.

"Finally…I'm away from those idiot state alchemists," I said, not hearing the footsteps that had made their way toward me.

"What do we have here? Another state alchemist?" the voice belonged to a man, his words more of a statement than a question.

I growled slightly at the fact that he assumed me to be a state alchemist.

"Grr…I'm not a…" I was interrupted by someone behind me.

"Hay-Lynn!" it was Ed, and he didn't seem too happy.

I took a step back, momentarily forgetting about the man behind me.

"Dang it Ed! Why can't you guys just leave me be!" I yelled, ripping the hat from my head in frustration, almost throwing it to the ground.

"Hay-Lynn I…" he stopped for a moment, frozen looking at the man behind me, though I still never turned to face the guy. "Hay-Lynn, get away from there!"

I didn't listen though as I heard the man behind me speak again.

"So…now there are two state alchemists," he said, facing the two of us.

A low growl could be felt within my throat as I turned to face the man, my eyes closed.

"Grr…I am NOT a state alchemist!" I yelled, bringing the hat up and quickly bringing it back down, throwing it to the ground in anger as my eyes lay now wide open, staring at the man in front of me.

I could visibly see his eyes widen slightly for a moment through his sunglasses as he stared at my deep red eyes, both of us now acknowledging each other as Ishbalans.

"Hay-Lynn, come on, let's get out of here, this guy is dangerous!" Ed yelled, grabbing my arm and pulling me farther away from the man.

I jerked my arm away from him, taking a step back, an angry look on my face.

"No, Ed! I won't go back there! I'm not going to have them throw me back in that stink'n cell! Especially, when I've done nothing wrong!" I screamed at him as he tried once again to pull me away. "Let go Ed! Or do you not remember what I told you yesterday!" I said, trying to pull away from him, unfortunately without much luck. "Remember Ed! 1) I don't like being chased, and 2) I don't like the military or state alchemists and if you keep it up Ed, that's going to include you!"

The stranger with tanned skin just stood there and watched as I fought against Edward, shouting at him.

"Hay-Lynn, listen!" he shouted, only to be followed by another shout from me.

"No Ed, you listen! I would rather die than go back there! That Mustang guy is lucky I didn't kill him!" I shouted, fighting furiously to brake free from the hold that Ed's right hand had on my arm.

It went silent for a moment, before Ed spoke.

"You mean…you did that to Mustang? Shesh, what did he do this time…heh, what? Did he try and make you wear a mini-skirt or something-" all that could be heard was skin colliding with skin, as my hand went across his face, causing him to let go of my arm, allowing it to fall to my side.

A few tears rolled down my face, dripping from my chin and falling to the ground. I gave a slight glare towards Edward as I opened my mouth to speak, finally finding the words. "…He is the reason my little brother is dead…" that was all that I could say as I took a few more steps back, wishing I could just disappear. "…You have no clue what it feels like…living life…the memory…of how my brother died that day…burned into my eyes forever…"

I started to become lost within myself, going over that day in my mind once more, allowing Ed and anyone else to hear, not caring at all.

"…I watched him be killed…right in front of my eyes…too sick…too weak to do anything…I still remember…as his body fell to the floor…I watched…as he protected me…with his life…protecting…the only thing he had left…protecting…his big sister…his hero…he died…because…I was too weak…I couldn't…I couldn't even leave my bed…as he was killed…by Mustang's hand…a crime in my eyes…committed…six years ago…two years prior…loosing my parents…then…loosing my little brother…he was only…eight years old…didn't even…get a chance…to live his life…sacrificing it…for my own…"

My breathing was growing ragged, sobs making it harder to breath. I shook my head of the tears, turning and running down the neighboring side street, not bothering to look back as I ran, running to try and get away from everything. Ed stood there for a moment, letting every single word I said sink in.

He understood me, though he could never complete understand the full amount of pain that I held within me, realizing after a moment that I had run off, and that guy was no where to be seen, decided to run after me.

I finally fell to the ground, unable to run anymore and completely out of breath. I really didn't care what happened from here, I just wanted to disappear. I just sat there on the ground, multiple footsteps racing toward me, and a voice.

"Hay-Lynn!" it was Ed, he was running toward me, but so were the groups of military men, coming from both sides as I laid there.

Someone landed in front of me as the state alchemists surrounded us, everywhere, but the back.

"There he is men! There's Scar!" a few higher ups called out, a large man coming to the front, his head bald, save for a small curl of shiny blond hair.

"Hay-Lynn!" Ed cried out, his voice and footsteps coming closer.

"Alexander Armstrong, the Strong Arm Alchemist…I was wondering when I would finally come across you," the man known as Scar said as the man ripped his shirt off, posing, showing his muscles as stars shimmered around him.

"Yes, it is I, Alexander Louis Armstrong, the Strong Arm Alchemist. Now, give up and no-one shall have to be harmed," he exclaimed dramatically.

"I don't think so…with this hand, I stand as a servant of God, seeing that justice is played and seeing that the sinners of this world are punished, allowing God's judgment to fall on them, rightfully punishing them for their crimes…" he said, his right arm glowing red.

He brought it down on the ground, causing an upheaval, sending it straight for Armstrong, only to have Armstrong send one of his own, even greater towards Scar a moment later.

Scar jumped back, picking me up and jumping in the air, avoiding Armstrong's attack and also saving me in the process.

It started to rain as Mustang arrived, causing the crowd to part, allowing him to make his way to the front beside Armstrong.

"Roy Mustang, the Flame Alchemist…you don't know how long I've waited for this," Scar said, running toward Mustang, both ready to strike.

That was until Roy noticed me in Scar's arms, freezing, a good way to get himself killed.

"Sir!" Riza yelled, running in front of him and firing her gun multiple times.

Unfortunately, even though some hit Scar, one missed and hit me instead.

"Hay-Lynn!" Ed screamed as he had pushed his way to the front, watching as I was shot in the upper back.

Scar jumped back away from them, me still in his arms.

"Men!" Riza called out, signaling them to proceed.

Scar brought his fist down on the ground underneath him, the ground caving in allowing us to fall through and into the waterways underneath the city.

"Hay-Lynn!" Ed cried, running forward until Riza grabbed him.

"No Edward, it's too dangerous," she said, but he shook his head.

"How can you say that! You just shot her!" he yelled, braking free and jumping down into the hole, going after Scar.

Luckily, I had fallen unconscious with all the stress and pain, therefore making Scar's next job a lot easier.

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