I'm sorry it's taken so long for me to update this story! I just...have a lot of writer's block that I'm trying to get over. I'm close to defeating it, I think...hopefully. I'm still trying, and it'll probably be a little longer before I update again.

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Seth was curious as to what was going on at headquarters. He stood close to Alphonse as both the boys watched the rather large crowd of uniformed State Alchemists escorted the Furher into Colonel Mustang's office.

"Do- you know what's going on?" He asked the armored boy.

Alphonse shook his head.

"No idea."

"Oh. Sister would probably know." The youngest Elric looked at the youngest Flye as a quiet 'meow' echoed throughout his armor.

Seth rose an eyebrow.

"I thought Ed said to get rid of the kitten?"

"But it's RAINING outside! I can't just-!" Alphonse was cut off when Seth reached up, his hands out.

"Let's go find Sister. She'll know what's going on AND she'll know what we can do with the kitten." Alphonse hesitantly handed the tiny orange cat over to the younger boy, who cuddled it close to his body.

"Sister might be immature, but she's smart. She became a State Alchemist when she was fifteen." Alphonse deadpanned and if he could breathe, he would have probably stopped.

"F- fifteen?"

"Yeah. When Ed beat her record, she grumbled about it for a few hours. So, are you going to help me find her? She can't of gone far. Knowing her, she's just trying to get on the Colonel's nerves. As usual. My guess is that she's just wandering around." No response.

Seth looked up at Alphonse.

"Al? Are you okay?"

"Huh?! Oh, yeah. Let's go find Kenny and see if she can help us find a home for this little guy."

"I'm more curious about the Furher being in East City."

"That too, of course!" And so the two youngest siblings started out on their search.

Of course, many things traveled through the mind of the armored boy. One of which a simple question.

Was Kenny the same as them?

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How he'd managed to grab the gun she'd first disarmed from him, the State Alchemist didn't know. All she knew was that she needed to be quick, lest she got her brains shot out from her skull.

They were supposed to stay together.

Robert Wilson aimed the gun and Kenny swiftly jumped out of the way as he fired a shot. She quickly used what brainpower she could to determine HOW many bullets he had left.

Damn her for losing track.

"You can't run forever, Girl! Your alchemy is useless in this small space, unless you want to kill innocent bystanders as well!" She clutched her hands together tightly, forming fists.

She needed to formulate some sort of a plan in order to keep herself from being shot to death. Or, just dying in general. He didn't necessarily need to shoot her to kill her. He could just pummel her to death with his fists or the butt of the gun and the result would still be the same.

She mentally winced.

That sounded damn painful.

"That might be true, Robbie, but I made a promise. I'm not going to die like this today. Maybe four years from now, but not today." She replied calmly, smirking.

Robert chuckled and then blinked as she lunged at him, fists at the ready. However, instead of punching him, she used the entire of her body weight to send him flying into the brick wall in front of her and behind him. He hit hard enough to slightly crack the bricks.

He remained on the ground after that and Kenny panted heavily, staring his body down.

There was no way that had killed him. She needed to be completely prepared.

"It's not over yet, is it?" She asked, amusement and annoyance lacing her tone.

Robert forced himself up, gripping his shoulder. He winced with pain, but stood up nonetheless, lunging at her. Kenny's eyes widened with shock as she felt his knee go deep within her diaphragm, knocking the wind right out of her.

She couldn't help, but keel over, holding her stomach tightly as she coughed attempting to get some sort of oxygen. He stood above her, staring down sadly.

"Sorry, Kid. It's gotta end here. I made a vow to avenge my brother. I gotta do just that." He pulled out the gun and aimed it towards the young woman's body.

She looked up blearily with her pale irises, seeing double. Some blood trickled from the corner of her mouth, due to his hard hit. Fear flickered inside of her.

It couldn't end like this! She made a promise too.

"S- Seth." Just saying her brother's four letter name was difficult to do.

She couldn't breathe as it was.

Robert sneered and the gun clicked as he placed his finger on the trigger.

"Seth? Must be your boyfriend. Sorry." Kenny placed her hand down on the cement and took in a small gulp of air.

It hurt so much, but- it wasn't so bad compared to what she was already going through. The deep pain in her chest tightened and she screwed her eyes tightly shut.

Why did everything hurt? Why did these things always hurt? Why was everything turning out like this?

Maybe she was going to die after all.

Heh. She didn't even think once she'd go out when she was this young. To somebody like this, no less. Then again, maybe it was God's way of getting payback for the sins she had made.

Equivalent Exchange. The rule, she lived by- it was haunting her even now on the brink of death.

"It's the end. For both of us." Her eyes widened as Robert pulled the trigger.

Nine Years Ago

Sweat rolled down the side of her face as she grit her teeth and fell backwards. A hand wrapped around her forearm, gentle, but strong, keeping her from hitting the ground.

Her eyes widened as an involuntarily gasp escaped her lips. A quiet chuckle soon erupted from her companion.

"Not bad. You just might be able to make it, despite being as young as you are." Her eyes flickered up to meet the State Alchemist who had, just barely an hour ago, stumbled upon her small home in the middle of the Flora Forest.

He was smirking down at her as he helped her back to her feet. Kenny then turned her attention from him to the ruined section of forest in front of her.

"What do you mean by that?"

"Well, you did say you wanted to be a State Alchemist, didn't you?" Her eyes widened and she turned to face him.

"How's that possible? I'm only fifteen."

"Yet your skills rival even mine. You've got a talent, Kid." Her brows furrowed at his words.

"My NAME isn't 'Kid'. It's Kenny. Kenny Flye." He rose a brow.

"Kenny? Isn't that a boy's name?"

"Actually, that's just a nickname. My real name is Kenneth." He chuckled and she stared at him blankly.

"Kenneth, huh? That's still a name fit for a man."

"I didn't name myself, you know. Besides, I like my name. Anyway, I introduced MYSELF, what's you're name?" He stared at her for a moment, onyx eyes studying her.

"Roy Mustang."

"Hm? You were making fun of MY name?"

"Do you want me to help you and your brother or not?" She cracked a tiny smile.

"Thank you, Sir. You have no idea how much your help means to me. To us." Roy smirked slightly and then his face became serious.

Kenny noticed this and blinked in confusion.

"Sir?"

"I have a question for you, Kenny."

"Yes?"

"How did you manage to bring back your brother?" Immediately, her eyes went wide and her legs gave out on her.

She fell down to her knees and her chest constricted with the oh-so-familiar pain.

"H- how did you-?"

"You don't need a transmutation circle. The ages you gave me earlier also don't match up. Your brother is three. You're fifteen. Yet, you mentioned that you were eight when your parents abandoned you and he was just a newborn." Kenny cursed herself and then smiled weakly.

"I'm no good at hiding information, but I can't tell you HOW I managed to do it." Annoyance crossed Roy's expression.

"Why not?"

"It's for the best."