Roy Mustang's sister

Prologue

I walked down the sidewalk, greeting anyone who passed with a smile. Just like mother told me to, I guess she was my adopted mother but she was still the only mother I cared about. I was happy, today big brother was coming home. Roy had been gone for a very long time and I couldn't wait to tell him my big secret, I promised I would tell him if he got home safe. He had gone away to check on something near the eastern border or something, he didn't really tell me much more than that. Big brother was a soldier, he was an alchemist. He could do magic with just a snap of his fingers, it was really cool and he showed me a few tricks before he left. He could make fire out of thin air! That's really cool right? Big brother could beat anyone, so I wasn't worried about him.

I wanted to be just like him when I got older. He always kept his cool, never ever backed away, and no matter what, he always took care of his friends. Like Hawkeye! Mother says that Roy would probably be dead by now if it weren't for her, and Mr. Hughes! He was a big help to Roy too! He had taken Roy home a lot when he had fallen asleep at his office, brought him coffee, and he also introduced me to his wife! She's a very nice lady and she had always played with me when I was younger, and visited often when Mr. Hughes was with big brother.

I skipped a little, practically leaping for joy. Soon I would be tackling big brother! I ducked into an alley way to get home quicker, Mother had told me to go to the park and play with my friends, but they had to go home early so I had to walk home alone. I didn't mind, I liked being alone, then I could think. A lot of times it was too loud to think! People bustling everywhere, muttering, yelling, and shoving. How could anyone think? But big brother could. He could think in the noise, he also yelled back at people. So I tried to think clearly in noisy areas and had become a bit of an expert at it! Not as much as big brother, but enough to function properly.

I even excelled more in school 'cause of it! I was several grades higher than my own because I could focus more, tune out white noise and all that stuff. I was only 11 but was in school with people who were 15. They were all really nice to me and I made a ton of friends, friends are great. Just like Roy's friends, my friends take care of me. But they had to go home, so that's why they didn't walk me home like usual.

I was thinking all this when a voice ahead of me made me stop, "Where do you think you're going so late at night, huh kid?" I almost ran away, my friends had told me scary stories about someone kidnapping young girls in alleyways late at night when they were alone. But then I remembered what big brother would do, he would stand his ground, fight back. So I stood up straighter, putting my hands into fists, and asked coolly, "Who are you? What do you want?" The man stepped further into the light and he was wearing weird clothing. Something that Mother would frown at for a guy to wear; he was barefoot with black cloth wrapped around the middle of his foot and his ankle, leaving his toes and heels free, he had on either short shorts or a black skirt, and he had a very small shirt that exposed his stomach.

His hair was kept out of his face by a black cloth wrapped around his head, but it spiked out, like a porcupine's quills, and it had a strange green tint to it. He also had black cloth wrapped around his palms.

He chuckled lightly and said, "You're pretty brave, for a human." I set my jaw, "Some 'humans' can be brave. And you say that like you aren't one." He laughed and spread his hands, "That's cause I ain't kid, and the humans I've seen quiver in fear at the sight of me." I scoffed, mimicking brother's pose that he gets when he's talking to someone he doesn't like, with my back straight and tall, my jaw set in defiance, and my feet spread shoulder-width apart. "Then you haven't met many humans have you?"

His mouth fell open in surprise and I heard a cool, slow, seductive voice behind me say, "Well, well, well. Seems as though the younger Mustang has the same attitude as her brother does, it does appear that it runs in the family doesn't it, Envy?" I turned my head coolly over my shoulder to see a woman dressed in a black figure hugging dress sauntering over to us. I turned back to Envy, "I asked you before, Envy. What do you want? And who's your friend?" The girl laughed and stepped next to Envy.