A/N - Hey! This is my first story so please be gentle with the reviews :) and as I promised, the full summary:

'Edward Elric has been a State Alchemist for less than a year and has already made a name for himself as "the people's hero" but that's not always a good thing. After hearing rumors about this young alchemist a sick minded serial killer who takes special interest in child prodigies begins to "admire" him a little too close for Lieutenant Colonel Mustang's liking, who has been hunting down this nameless murderer for over a year, but what happens if he finds out that the man he's been tracking and his subordinate are in the same City? Will he be able to save his protégé and capture the man who's eluded him for so long before it's too late?'

Minor coarse language, violence, and some blood

Bleed

Prologue

October 11th, 1911 East City Train Station 1617 hours

Just another quiet evening in East City, Edward just finished his third mission that week and was looking forward to some well-deserved rest, but not looking forward to the Lieutenant Colonel he had to report to with the news that he had, once again, run out of leads. He and his brother had just gotten off the train and he started to dread each step he took; knowing that he was getting closer to the Eastern Command Center. His brother walked a few steps behind him and watched as he deliberately dragged his feet and couldn't help but to inwardly giggle a little, but in the spirit of being a helpful younger brother, pretended not to know why Edward looked so sour, and gave him a little nudge and asked:

"What's wrong, brother?" while trying to sound confused, just to let his brother vent a little, because he knew how much strain it put on his brother, both physically and mentally. Not only being a State Alchemist, but working under Lieutenant Colonel Mustang no less

His older brother glared at him with suspicion, "What do you mean? You know what's wrong, I have to go back to that bastard Lieutenant Colonel and tell him that we're out of leads AGAIN! Which, of course will just encourage his idea that looking for the philosopher's stone is 'just a waste of the Military's time and money' and then he's gonna laugh in my face, and I'm still gonna have to write a report on it, and IF I'm lucky he won't send me on another mission, and I can get some shut eye..." Alphonse had noticed by this point, even though they hadn't even worked for him for a year that it was almost impossible for Edward to talk about Lieutenant Colonel Mustang without being disrespectful or sarcastic.

"Hehe, just relax brother, I'm sure the Lieutenant Colonel's not as evil as you make him out to be. Just give him a chance." He retorted to optimistically for his brother's liking. If Alphonse could feel he would have shivers running down his spin from his brothers, no doubt demonic glare.

(Sigh) "Why are you so nice Al?" He whined, finally relaxing a little, winking up at his brother, and gently connecting his metal knuckles to his brother's armor as if to knock on a door. "I'm tellin' ya sometimes I think your 'ability' to see everyone for the good in them and not the bad is kind of a curse for me."

"It's not so bad. You should try it sometime."

"Heh, riiight, don't get your hopes up. Now come on, I wanna get this done A.S.A.P, that way if he does want to send me on another mission, I can tell him to blow it out his a-" As he was cut off by his brothers glare. "I can willingly accept it, because he is my superior officer and that's what any good major would do?" He pleaded while cringing back as far as he could without falling over. His brother simply nodded in approval.

After about a half hour walk from the train station they arrived at the Eastern Command Center, where they were not so respectfully welcomed by soldiers who mistook Edward for a lost nine-year-old. He then proceeded to hop the fence and beat the shit out of them, and of course security was called, but thankfully when Roy heard about it , he immediately ran down to the gate.

After pulling everyone apart, he forcefully grabbed Edward by his human arm, Edward let out a slight whimper which sounded much like a kicked puppy and tried to pull away, but only to be pulled harder. Almost being dragged through the hallway's, not only because Mustang was walking at an incredibly fast pace, but also because, even though Edward would never admit it, Roy's legs were longer. Edward noticed that even though it kind of looked like Roy was going to beat the boy, no one even slightly looked over their shoulder, or out of the corner of their eye, which made him even more curious as to what was going on. They had made it to Roy's office were Edward was forced down into the chair across for the raven man's desk.

"Ow, what the hell was that for!" Roy gave him one glare that looked like it could kill a man instantly and Edward immediately lowered his head to the floor, his shoulders went up, and he cupped his hands together and started spinning his thumbs in a circle as any scared child who was in trouble would do.

There was a moment of silence, after which Roy was the first to speak. "Where the hell have you been?" Edward knew the man was crazy, but this time, he honestly had no idea what he what was wrong with him. "Well?" Roy becoming more and more impatient Edward still confused as all hell, he looked quite a bit like a puppy with his huge innocent eyes, and his head tilted to the left.

"Huh? Wait, what are you talking about?"

"I've been trying to get ahold of you for days," recapping his last question. "Where the hell have you been?" There was a small pause as Edward waited for the steam from Roy to die down a bit, but could tell that he had actually been concerned.

"In Taos, where you sent me; Why, Do you not remember?" Another small pause, but this time Roy stayed perfectly quiet and seemed a bit calmer. "Sorry it took so long, but there aren't any roads connected to it so we had to walk for a while, we were gonna take the main roads but there really crowded so we took the secondary roads, we didn't even get to stop in to say hi to teacher." ... "What's this about anyway?"

Roy leaned back in his chair, let out a small sigh and one corner of his mouth went up a little "Nothing, never mind. You and your brother should get some rest I know I've worked you quite a bit this week." He got up to leave and as he passed Edward he patted him on the shoulder. "Tell your brother I say hi."

"Uh, yea... Yeah! Sure thing" At this point he was so utterly confused he couldn't bring himself to form a proper sentence. After Roy left the room he just sat there for a minute trying to gather his thoughts then remembered his brother was still waiting for him. He ran out of the room and right as his foot came out of the door he heard a loud,

"Son of a bitch!" following it was a - just as loud slam on the wall. He slowly tippy toed around a corner where he saw Mustang with a piece of paper in his hand, his other hand curled into a fist, and pressed against the wall, and Lieutenant Hawkeye just a usual - hands folded over one another, her eyes were halfway closed, eyebrows frowned, and with a look of pity and sorrow on her face, and having known Roy for so many years, she knows the things that make him tick and had gotten used to them. So he didn't scare her anymore when he got mad.

Edward trying his best to squint so he could see what was on the paper and scooch closer, tripped on the corner of the wall and fell, quit swiftly to the floor, he let out a quiet "Owww..." and just as he stopped rubbing his sore back and opened his eyes he looked up and saw that Roy had looked over his shoulder at the boy with probably the sadist expression he will ever see on the raven man's face "What's wrong?" Asked the confused blonde

"It's nothing, you should go home." He took a deep breath to calm himself down. "Hey, um, where are you two staying?" Edward sat there wide eyed and blinked a few times trying to think of how that could possibly be relevant.

"At a hotel, it's not far."

"Kay, I want you to stay there. Call me if you need a ride anywhere... Please."

"Sure, I guess. Will someone please tell me want's going on? You're starting to scare me."

"Yeah, I'll tell you everything tomorrow."

A/N - Weeellll what do you think? I suppose I would like honesty, but nice lies a good too! :)