3rd Person POV
Deep in the heart of Amestris, a standoff had begun, two opposing forces stood against each other, the corrupted Amestrian Military, and the insurgency that was being spearheaded by Colonel Roy Mustang. Things were heating up between the two factions, the officers of the military all had their guns drawn on Roy's team, and all they had... Was one simple order.
Head Officer: The only one we need alive is Mustang... Save (L/n) as well. Kimblee's itching to have some fun. Kill the rest.
Suddenly, multiple gunshots rang out in the warehouse where everyone was. And as soon as they were fired... Several guns fell to the floor, as did many of the Central guards. Looking up into the rafters, the soldiers all saw multiple militia members with their guns drawn.
Looking up in shock, the head officer suddenly felt something being pressed to the back of his head, turning back, the officer saw Charlie pressing his gun against the officer's head, reminding him of the orders he was given... Orders that were horrifying to Mrs. Bradley... The hostage in the middle of all this.
Charlie: You told them to kill everyone except Mustang and (L/n)... So that was a direct order to kill the Führer's wife then?
After hearing this, a look of horror covered Mrs. Bradly's face as she realized that the people she had believed were coming to save her... Were perfectly fine with killing her so long as Roy and (Y/n) made it out alive.
Roy: I hate that my suspicions were correct.
Mrs. Bradley: (Shuddering) Does this mean... Has my husband... Has our country betrayed him...? Or is it... Has my husband chosen to abandon me...?
Roy: We don't know... (Crouches by Mrs. Bradley) But... No matter which one... I promise that we'll protect your life. And once the dust has settled... You can be the one to tell our country... That we were always on their side.
Looking off to the side, one of the insurgency members saw several of the Central forces starting to close in. Realizing they were short on time, the insurgency needed to get a move on if they were going to continue their plans.
Rebel: Here comes their backup! Let's move.
Charlie: We're sparing your lives, soldier. Be glad that we're not from Briggs. This would be a kill shot.
Head Officer: What?
Suddenly, Charlie lowered his gun and shot the officer in the leg, bringing him down to the ground, screaming and writhing in agony as blood started pooling out of his leg. With all their loose ends taken care of, Roy, (Y/n), and all of their rebels, went out of the room to continue with their plans.
Charlie: Colonel... It's been a while.
Roy: Yeah. Good work. I was expecting Grumman.
Charlie: He's sorting out the wreckage. (Leans closer) And while we're already on that topic... Has Mrs. Bradley been informed yet?
Roy: No... It'll slow us down too much if she passes out.
(Y/n): She has to find out eventually. Though whether we're the ones to tell her or not is still up for debate.
Further up ahead, one of the insurgency members was looking around the corner with a mirror he attached to a rod to get a better angle. Unfortunately for the rebellion, things didn't look good, several soldiers started flooding into the building, ready to snuff this rebellion down before it could even get started.
Insurgency Member: They sent a whole battalion... You sure are popular, Colonel.
Roy: (Turns the corner) I like to think so.
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