I never knew how much people liked this until I started re-updating it. It seems like all the people that read the original and some new readers have come out of the wood works. Thank you and I hope it lives up to everyone's, or at least mostly everyone's expectations.

Here is the newest chapter so enjoy.

Chapter 6: Unknown Soldier

Breaking Benjamin – Unknown Soldier

Full of fear,
Ever clear.
I'll be here,
Fighting forever.
Curious,
Venomous,
You'll find me
Climbing to heaven.
Never mind,
Turn back time.
You'll be fine - I will get left behind.

Tsunade sat at her desk, her head pounding with a headache made worse by the information she had just been given. And now Itachi Uchiha, that brat wants to speak to her. He demanded it, demanded to speak with her! As if he had any right.

Inoichi had barely stepped foot into the interrogation room when the S – Class started.

"Inoichi Yamanaka I didn't expect the newest Hokage to pull all the stops on getting answers from me."

His tone was nonchalant as he lounged in his chair. Unlike the other prisoner his hair seemed to still be held back perfectly somehow, he was also completely awake and seemed to not have a care in the world.

"You're our top priority right now Uchiha. You've gone many years working for outsiders and you murdered dozens of people before leaving with classified information of the Leaf."

Itachi chuckled darkly.

"Yes your precious information should greatly outweigh the lives I took the night I left."

Unlike when he talked to the blonde Inoichi didn't sit with Itachi. Just being in the same room as the mass murderer of the Uchiha Clan gave him chills.

"What about the other you brought in with me? The blonde who seemed to take out your ANBU forces as easily as myself. Should he not be high on that priority list of yours?"

Inoichi tried not to sigh like the old man he suddenly realized he was.

"I ask the questions."

He grumbled instead as he squared his shoulders and got ready to start.

"Now that you mention it Inoichi."

Itachi sat up straight in his chair, his black eyes leveling evenly with Inoichi's as he spoke his next words.

"I'll be more than happy to help you, as soon I speak with Tsunade herself."

After that it all went downhill relatively fast. Itachi's mind, even without his chakra was something unbreakable for Inoichi, it was iron clad.

The only real thing Inoichi got out of forcing his way into Itachi's head was that he seemed to have a serious brother obsession. It was all tiny Sasuke's, and moody teenage versions of the younger Uchiha. Truthfully it was creepy and Inoichi didn't want to think about how Itachi was keeping him out with these images.

That and after dealing with the mysterious boy Inoichi was weakened and still truthfully shaken up. He had yet to inform Tsunade of the things he had discovered while she dealt with the clean up after the two escapees recapture. Edward Elric, as he claimed to be was dangerous for sure, but proof that he was an enemy was yet to be shown. So far he was fairly cooperative.

Tsunade stormed down the hall to Itachi's holding room. Once again he was sitting in his interrogation chair as if he held all the cards, and Tsunade wanted nothing more than to knock the little punk ass on his ass. For a moment Tsunade wondered if it was too late to tell the others she didn't want to be the Hokage after all. She had been much happier drinking and gambling her days away with Shizune. Stupid Naruto and Jiraiya for dragging her back to all of this craziness.

"Well what do you want brat?"

She snapped at the young criminal as the door slammed closed behind her. He simply smiled cockily, making her blood burn as she took the seat Inoichi refused to take earlier.

"I was hoping to make a trade with you current Hokage. I have informants that tell me you're fairly new to this whole arrangement."

She snorted.

"If you assume that means I'm less qualified or skilled in having this post I would love to prove you wrong Uchiha."

Itachi looked her dead in the eye with all the seriousness of a life or death moment. Tsunade had to wonder if his Sharingan would be active if he was able to use his chakra.

"I thought no such thing. I just assumed that means you haven't been updated as to my true nature Lord Hokage."

"That being?"

As much as she hated it if this is what Itachi wanted to talk about so he would cooperate she would listen for now.

"I am on a mission for the Leaf."

Tsunade was about to jump up and question the teen but his eyes kept her pinned to her seat.

"Just listen. I'll tell you everything and you can ask me whatever you like when I finish."

She didn't take kindly to being ordered around, it was kind of her job now to do that. Order people around at least she could do that, right? But she listened, his face and tone too serious to question at the moment. For all Tsunade knew Itachi was about to spew a ton of crap and this would have been a waste of her time.

Itachi told her everything though.

And with mounting disgust, shock, and then anger at her own people Tsunade left the room. She said nothing, asked nothing, just left. Tsunade had to get the Elders together, but she wasn't about to confront them alone with this kind of information. She would need some kind of back-up. Tsunade didn't even know who she could trust at this point. Was Itachi lying, or has the Village been really treating their people like this. Shinobi were tools, there was no doubting that. But this, this was inane this was almost too much to even process.

How could this be the legacy she had inherited with the title of Hokage?

Tsunade took a moment at the end of the hall, away from her men, away from Itachi and the new fugitive in holding who also came with a confusing situation. The woman simply wanted to breath but nothing in her life these days were that easy.

Because the door across the hall from Itachi exploded.

Ed woke up in pain pulsing from his head. Those bastards had taken information straight from his head. He knew this was a different, weird place, but that was insane. How was it even possible? Shit, he wanted answers bad, but he wasn't going to get anything being held captive like this. Think, think, think what could he do to get out of this predicament?

Then Edward realized he was tapping his fingers together as he thought. The binding on his hands gave him just enough wiggle room to move each of his fingers, palms, and even a tiny gap in his wrist even if he couldn't remove his hands apart completely. The table he was sitting at and the chair was metal, and he wasn't tied to the chair he sat in. The only variable he would have to get past was the masked man stationed at the door. From earlier Ed knew for a fact these people used some kind of elemental abilities similar to alchemy. He also knew that they used various weapons, similar to the kinds Ling and his men did when they first met. These people were also incredibly fast, nearly as fast as the Homunculi and their hand to hand was definitely some of the strongest he had encountered. Ed had spent weeks before the Promised Day training with Greed to be up to par with those monsters. It had paid off in the end fight with Father but after that fight, being torn apart from the Truth and then beat up more than once after arriving here.

Ed was a little run down. He was dead tired, in pain, confused, and so freaking hungry he could out eat Ling. As if to remind him, Ed's stomach growled painfully. Damn he was hungry. Ed grumbled to himself as he tried to think of ways to transmute without drawing attention from his ever present guard. He let his head drop so Ed's chin rested on his chest and then he saw them. The legs of the chair he sat on wasn't bolted to the floor. How had this slipped his mind? Edward was the one who moved the chair to sit in it. If he moved fast enough he would be able to get away with it.

Ed sat back up and leaned in his chair like he had been for most of his time in this room. Then quick as he could Edward pushed off the ground with his feet and used the momentum to flip the chair and himself over. In the flip he slammed his hands together then used his pinkies and the side of his palms to press them against the ground as he landed.

He took a few pages from Scar's book and destroyed the ground he touched and the door he was aiming for. The explosion was enough to knock his guard off their feet, and since Ed's legs weren't bound he was able to get them under himself and dart out of the isolated room.