My Alchemic Romance 3
Chapter 3 : Shot Through The Heart, Who's To Blame?
Edward was busy Leggere up on his alchemy when the phone rang. "Fullmetal, I need you. NOW." Edward simply hung up without a word, pulling on his trademark red coat. "C'mon Al, Colonel God-Complex needs us." Alphonse stood up from the cucina tavolo with a loud clamor. He had grown accustomed to the noises, he had been bound to the suit for quite sometime now. "What's he need us for?" the golden eyed boy shrugged, "Probably some criminal we have to track down and kill, like the usual." Edward said, with a of tinge sarcasm. Alphonse sighed "Let's go.
The brothers walked into Mustang's office. Everything seemed to be in order, him, sitting at his scrivania, reception with that cocky smirk on his face, piles of paper littering his "workspace" and Riza standing loyally da his side, sorting through documents. "What's the issue now?" Edward seated himself on the couch, without being invited to. "You have been put in charge of a girl with amnesia." Edward stared gravely at Mustang. "What am I supposed to do with a girl who Lost her memory?!" Roy slammed his hands on his desk, standing to his feet. Truth be told, Edward was a little frightened. "You will keep her company until her memory returns. And when it does, find her a home!" Roy's voice had rose to a crescendo, echoing throughout the empty white room. The boys sat and mulled over Mustang's rant, then he spoke again, much softer now. "She's successivo door to you. Her name is Charlotte, take care of her. Thats an order."
"Charlotte, huh?" Edward sat at the Central's cafeteria, accompanied da Alphonse and the surrounding Military soldiers. Al sat silently, watching his brother sip away on a Coke. "That's what he said." Edward cocked a brow "Isn't Winry visiting tomorrow?" he said, never looking up from his soda. "Why?" Al asked slyly "Do te miss her?" Edward's face reddened to the point where his face meshed with his jacket, which he snuggled his head into. "No!....I just wondered." He mumbled pathetically. "Anyway, we should introduce ourselves to "Charlotte.'" Edward tossed his can aside and walked out of the room, his face not mostrare any sign of returning to it's usual pesca, peach color.
"Do we even know what this chick looks like?" Edward looked up at his younger metal-cast brother. "Not a clue Brother " Edward scratched his scalp with a small sigh. "This oughtta be fun." Alphonse stopped in the middle of the hallway, "Brother, dont be so negative. She might be really kind." They passed the clothes store in the detached wing of Central, where the apartments and grocery store was located. Edward turned to see a blonde girl, her back turned to him. Her blonde tresses rolled down to her mid-back, it was done up in a messy pony-tail, with curls protruding from each side of her head. She wore a belted sky-blue shirt, with denim shorts. "....Al...?" Edward stopped and watched the girl wander around the store. "Yes?" "Wasn't Winry coming tomorrow?" Al leaned inoltrare, avanti to see the girl, "Yea....." Edward walked into the store, approaching the Winry look-alike. "Winry! whaddya doing here a giorno early?" alphonse chimed in with a loud clinking "And your hair looks nice, did te get a perm?" She whipped around with a puzzled look on her face. "Uhm, my name isnt Winry. Its Charlotte...." She eerily resembled the mechanic, aside from her curly hair and smeraldo eyes. "Wha-" The blonde teen's jaw hit the floor. "You're....but...I thought-......huh?" carlotta, charlotte was just as confused as Ed was. Alphonse, being the level-headed brother, stepped in and took over this vexing problem. He retch out his steel hand to Charlotte, who took it reluctantly. "Sorry, we though te were someone else, I'm Alphonse Elric." She dropped his hand instantly. "An Elric brother?" Edward stepped between the pair, making himself appear palpable. "Yep! That's us, the world renowned Elric brothers." She gave a quizzical look to the shorter brother. "Other than today, I haven't heard of you." Edward hung his head in shame. "But, I was told te would help me with my memory...." He lifted his head back up and gave her a small smile. The slightly taller female returned the favor, tilting her head slightly. Revealing a wound above her breasts. "Uh...." His face heated up for the secondo time that day. "I hope te don't think I'm being perverted, but I-I-I couldn't help but notice....." He pointed a gloved finger to the center of his chest. She followed his eyes, returning back to the spot on her chest. "Oh, don't worry about it. It's not exactly subtle." she shrugged off the awkward moment and continued "I don't really know, Maes told me it was a gunshot wound." she placed a feminine hand over it. "I don't remember anything before that."
Chapter 3 : Shot Through The Heart, Who's To Blame?
Edward was busy Leggere up on his alchemy when the phone rang. "Fullmetal, I need you. NOW." Edward simply hung up without a word, pulling on his trademark red coat. "C'mon Al, Colonel God-Complex needs us." Alphonse stood up from the cucina tavolo with a loud clamor. He had grown accustomed to the noises, he had been bound to the suit for quite sometime now. "What's he need us for?" the golden eyed boy shrugged, "Probably some criminal we have to track down and kill, like the usual." Edward said, with a of tinge sarcasm. Alphonse sighed "Let's go.
The brothers walked into Mustang's office. Everything seemed to be in order, him, sitting at his scrivania, reception with that cocky smirk on his face, piles of paper littering his "workspace" and Riza standing loyally da his side, sorting through documents. "What's the issue now?" Edward seated himself on the couch, without being invited to. "You have been put in charge of a girl with amnesia." Edward stared gravely at Mustang. "What am I supposed to do with a girl who Lost her memory?!" Roy slammed his hands on his desk, standing to his feet. Truth be told, Edward was a little frightened. "You will keep her company until her memory returns. And when it does, find her a home!" Roy's voice had rose to a crescendo, echoing throughout the empty white room. The boys sat and mulled over Mustang's rant, then he spoke again, much softer now. "She's successivo door to you. Her name is Charlotte, take care of her. Thats an order."
"Charlotte, huh?" Edward sat at the Central's cafeteria, accompanied da Alphonse and the surrounding Military soldiers. Al sat silently, watching his brother sip away on a Coke. "That's what he said." Edward cocked a brow "Isn't Winry visiting tomorrow?" he said, never looking up from his soda. "Why?" Al asked slyly "Do te miss her?" Edward's face reddened to the point where his face meshed with his jacket, which he snuggled his head into. "No!....I just wondered." He mumbled pathetically. "Anyway, we should introduce ourselves to "Charlotte.'" Edward tossed his can aside and walked out of the room, his face not mostrare any sign of returning to it's usual pesca, peach color.
"Do we even know what this chick looks like?" Edward looked up at his younger metal-cast brother. "Not a clue Brother " Edward scratched his scalp with a small sigh. "This oughtta be fun." Alphonse stopped in the middle of the hallway, "Brother, dont be so negative. She might be really kind." They passed the clothes store in the detached wing of Central, where the apartments and grocery store was located. Edward turned to see a blonde girl, her back turned to him. Her blonde tresses rolled down to her mid-back, it was done up in a messy pony-tail, with curls protruding from each side of her head. She wore a belted sky-blue shirt, with denim shorts. "....Al...?" Edward stopped and watched the girl wander around the store. "Yes?" "Wasn't Winry coming tomorrow?" Al leaned inoltrare, avanti to see the girl, "Yea....." Edward walked into the store, approaching the Winry look-alike. "Winry! whaddya doing here a giorno early?" alphonse chimed in with a loud clinking "And your hair looks nice, did te get a perm?" She whipped around with a puzzled look on her face. "Uhm, my name isnt Winry. Its Charlotte...." She eerily resembled the mechanic, aside from her curly hair and smeraldo eyes. "Wha-" The blonde teen's jaw hit the floor. "You're....but...I thought-......huh?" carlotta, charlotte was just as confused as Ed was. Alphonse, being the level-headed brother, stepped in and took over this vexing problem. He retch out his steel hand to Charlotte, who took it reluctantly. "Sorry, we though te were someone else, I'm Alphonse Elric." She dropped his hand instantly. "An Elric brother?" Edward stepped between the pair, making himself appear palpable. "Yep! That's us, the world renowned Elric brothers." She gave a quizzical look to the shorter brother. "Other than today, I haven't heard of you." Edward hung his head in shame. "But, I was told te would help me with my memory...." He lifted his head back up and gave her a small smile. The slightly taller female returned the favor, tilting her head slightly. Revealing a wound above her breasts. "Uh...." His face heated up for the secondo time that day. "I hope te don't think I'm being perverted, but I-I-I couldn't help but notice....." He pointed a gloved finger to the center of his chest. She followed his eyes, returning back to the spot on her chest. "Oh, don't worry about it. It's not exactly subtle." she shrugged off the awkward moment and continued "I don't really know, Maes told me it was a gunshot wound." she placed a feminine hand over it. "I don't remember anything before that."