It doesn't matter what you are taught later in life, it's what you are taught early that really sticks in your mind. Especially if what you are taught, is how to kill.

My story begins on the night of my last mission, to kill the named target. My named target was a state alchemist.

Edward Elric.

"Alright men, you know the briefing there has been a report of explosives in the building, Furey, Falman you two will go round the back, Fullmetal you and Al enter from the front Lt Hawkeye you'll come with me and go from the side entrance, we'll meet in the centre of the warehouse, let's move in".

Everyone followed Mustangs orders and entered the old warehouse.

The warehouse itself had been abandoned for years, with broken windows and big iron doors that were stiff from being locked for so long, despite this being the perfect place to hide illegal items Edward still didn't trust the anonymous call they had received earlier that day, informing them that there was c4 stored here.

"It looks clear around here brother" said Alphones running his hand through his hair; Ed had noticed he had started doing this when he was nervous ever since he had regained his body.

"Yeh I think your right, come on let's get the centre" said Ed walking on, closely followed by his younger brother.

Like Ed, Mustang didn't trust the call but the Higher ups had said he had to go check it out so here they were, risking their necks; but that was the life of a dog of the military.

"Sir I don't think there is anything here" said Hawkeye gun pointed at the ready and looking through a few old crates.

Mustang sighed "yeh I guess it was just a prank call, damn higher ups are always so paranoid".

As all three parties entered the centre of the warehouse none of them were aware that they were being watched by a dark figure above them.

"Anyone find anything?" Asked mustang

"Apart from dust and a few rats, nothing" Falman answered, Furey squirmed

"More than a few".

Mustang once again sighed "well we might as well head back to headquarters and sign this off as a waste of time"

"Don't you mean false alarm Sir" corrected Hawkeye

"That's what I said".

All were about to head back when a deep voice boomed around the crumbling walls of the warehouse.

"I'm glad you all answered to the call" it said and they all looked around for the source of the voice, finally landing their eyes on a cloaked figure standing on the platform above the main entrance to the warehouse.

"That way you can all be witnesses"

Edward was getting pissed off, the dust was getting in his automail and making it slow, he wanted to go home.

"Witnesses to what?" he shouted angrily stepping forward so he was almost right under the figure.

"To your death Mr Elric" Ed then felt the blade around his neck.

His eyes widened, how had he managed to sneak up on him?

"Brother!" came Al's panicked voice.

"What do you want from me?" growled Ed slowly but the figure above merely laughed

"I myself don't care what happens to you, but just like the military we answer to calls as well and we had a call in saying that they would pay us 60,000 yen to kill the famous Fullmetal alchemist. So Geisha here is going to get the job done".

The blade tightened around Ed's neck, there was no way he was going to be able to get out of this one.

"I wouldn't do that if I were you Colonel, I wasn't lying when I said there were explosives in here, click those infamous fingers of yours and you'll send us all sky high".

Ed could only guess what Mustang had planned to burn the guy whose blade was around his neck with flame alchemy, now not even that could save him.

"Good bye Mister Elric, but don't take it personally it's just business, Geisha time to earn your keep"

Ed braced himself for the blade to slice his throat he could feel his heart in his ears and his heavy breathing and the panicked silence of the military behind them.

"Don't do it Serena"

The whole world seemed to stop, even Ed's heavy breathes. The voice was so calm and so familiar it filled Ed's heart with pure hatred.

But the blade seem to release slightly, Ed could have turned his head but he didn't dare and he didn't need to anyway he knew who it was who had spoken out and halted his execution.

The figure from above them spoke.

"Well well, if it isn't Hohenheim of light".

From behind Ed and his captor Hohenheim walked forward slowly, ignoring the man who had spoken.

"Serena don't do it" the blade fell further away from Ed's neck and he didn't waste time getting away from the holder.

The holder of the blade was masked in black, their face completely covered, they were quite short around Ed's height and the blade was a sword, shining metal blade and woven hilt. Ed wondered briefly how many people had that blade had killed.

"Geisha finish the job"

Everyone expected the masked person to move, but they were still, head bowed as if deep in thought, their grip on the blade was loose and it hung limply by his side with no real purpose.

"Geisha you know what happens if you do not finish a job!"

The masked "Geisha" looked up at their master and then over at Hohenheim before looking at Ed, who look a step back at readied himself in a defensive stance. But the masked being didn't attack, instead he sheathed his sword.

A/N Here is the first chapter of this story, i have it all planned i just wanted to see what people thought of the beginning and whether any one will read it before i write it all up. So if you read this chapter and you like it please review so that i know and i will write up the rest. if i dont get any reviews then i wont continue. thanks for reading. Karin x