Chapter 4: Kailee WingatesElysia woke to a banging on her door. She flipped on the light of her nightstand and looked at the clock. 5:35. She walked over and opened the door with a yawn.
Nice tonsils. A sarcastic, yet sleepy, voice snapped at her.
A good morning to you too, Danielle. Mornin Naomi. Why so early? Elysia asked sleepily.
We were just about to catch an early train out of here. Just wanted to say bye.
Elysia was confused, and she said so. Didnt you guys have business here? Murder case or something?
Daniel snorted. Turns out they didnt want any alchemist help. Its all under control; none of your concern anyway stupid kids. Danny rolled his eyes.
Well, we have to go. Naomi grabbed Dannys collar and dragged him down the hallway, all the while waving back to Elysia.
Retreating back into her room, Elysia closed the door. The apartment-like room given to her by the military had shabby gray
Chapter 3: On the TrainAs she said her goodbyes and got on the train, she heard the two patrons ahead of her discussing something heatedly before they sat down. Curious, she decided to sit in the seat across from theirs.
Hey, why do we have to go back to Central anyway? Its not like were going to find anything there.
They just called us back. I think there have been a couple murders or something... The speaker shrugged, and Elysia recognized the dull sheen of steel automail on at least the girls left arm. Just then, a stewardess pushing a cart of refreshments blocked Elysias view.
Excuse me, but would either of you like something to eat? How about you, miss? The stewardess addressed the first speaker.
The automailed-girls eyes widened. Oh, no, Danny, please not again! She didnt mean it.
Dannys expression had suddenly gotten dark, his eyebrows shadowed his dark eyes, and his mouth settled into a deep scowl. I
Chapter 2: In the BarTo celebrate your success, how about we go for a drink? Riza asked her young ward. My treat.
Elysia looked up, surprised, at her guardian. Aw hell, why not? Riza smiled, and led Elysia by the arm into a pub called States Folly. They sat down at the bar, and Riza ordered their drinks.
You wanted to know about the person whos been killing the female military personnel? Well, there isnt much. All we know is that he assaults them, cuts their throats, and leaves them in their quarters. So far, hes attacked about once a week, random pattern; all the victims have nothing in common except that they are women working for the military.
Elysia looked concerned, So theres nothing to suggest that hes looking for someone in particular Maybe a grudge against military? How long has this been going on?
About three months Nine murders in all, three women got away, but couldn
Chapter 1: Elysia HughesElysia Hughes small foot connected solidly with the mans chin. He stumbled away, cradling his swelling jaw.
You little whore! He swung his free hand at her in a downwards blow. She swung up her arm to protect her skull and simultaneously jabbed him in the stomach with a punch. The man doubled over, winded. The brunette tilted her head in a mocking question.
Is that really all youve got? She lifted a foot and slammed it into the mans back, knocking him out. I hereby arrest you in the name of the state military and Fuhrer Roy Mustang, for unlawful solicitation of underage women, slave-trading, and right-out stupidity.
She bound the mans wrists and feet to keep him from putting up a fight when he woke. Aw, man, that wasnt fun. I hate fighting in heels. She untied her pigtails and finger-combed her sweaty hair. Where are the guys with the truck? I cant carry this pile of disgusting matter.&
Prolouge: Elysia Hughes Her affect on everyone at first sight was to bring joy and laughter to even the most cold-hearted people. Her smile, the dimples around her mouth gave her a charm that couldnt be matched by any other woman
She was the most beautiful woman Ive ever met. She wasnt just physically beautiful, but she had the greatest personality. She was my best friend, and I felt like that I had no time with her at all
Her father once said we looked just like sisters. She was adorable as a child, and pretty as my sister. I wish I could have done more for her
As the eulogies ended, only five people surrounded the headstone. One was wearing a military uniform, crossed with a black sash of mourning. The three others were all blonds, looking down on the picture of a smiling, young officer who seemed alive, even in a photograph above her own gra