Monday, December 21, 2009

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FMA - Frank Archer - # 21.Mort Mountain

Title: Up high on the mountain
Author: small lettuce
Fandom: Fullmetal Alchemist
Characters: Frank Archer , KimBlee, poor innocent soldiers stuck with them and Olivia Armstrong and his men.
Disclaimer: Everything is Hiromu Arakawa, too bad for me and good for Archer
Rating: PG-13
Subjects 21. Death Mountain
Note: I mix happily 1 anime and manga, but Frank and Olivia are made for each other ^ ^



Contemplating the pristine expanse he had before him, Colonel Frank Archer sighed. He had been in command a new battalion in ordering him to take him to the fortress on the border Briggs Drachma. Recess in the mountain range where everything looked like it had been lost and they did it for hours they wandered in the snow with nowhere to go. Addressing his gaze to the coldest stretch of desert in front of him, Archer decided he hated this place deeply. He had never believed in Hell but now he was convinced that if ever there was hell there must be like this place. An immense expanse, barren and icy white. Then he cursed for the umpteenth time his superiors that he had entrusted this mission and these inhospitable mountains, came KimBlee tap him on the shoulder.

"It freezes the balls! Then bored too! Where's your fucking fortress?
"I do not know KimBlee! Now stop complaining, you're worse than a kid! Archer paused to fix a point in the back of the Crimson before adding in an annoyed grunt: Speaking of kids ... "

Colonel gave the alchemist to approach his men who had gathered a few yards away and laughing by sending each other above the snow. Archer avoided a snowball thrown by an awkward young soldier stopped and crossed his arms in front of the group suddenly became silent.

"Are you okay? Well you have fun?
Hmm ... Excuse us, Colonel, but for most of us this is the first time we see snow so ...
-Well yes I understand, Archer said blandly, interrupting the sergeant who had spoken to justify their behavior. It's true we do not see this every day. Then it's so fun to play in the snow.
-Yeah ... Then after this long journey that's good to relax a little.
-Absolutely! You know what? Should build a fort with dead branches, then we would embark on a great battle with snowballs. It would be fun, do not you think?
-Uh ... probably ...
-Then after we would make a picnic and we laugh together by roasting marshmallows around a large campfire. At least we organized a competition for the best snowman? They are all full with our cute jackets uniforms ... Colonel
fixed his men with a beaming smile for about ten seconds before the features of his face resumed its severe expression.
"Now you stop your crap and you stand properly. You think you're on vacation with your kids may be ?
-Sorry but ...
-Shut up! I warn you that the next time I take to the evil will end up wearing all the equipment until it arrives. And if that does not make you be quiet, I will ask KimBlee keep an eye on you. Is that clear? The soldiers nodded in
swallowing while Archer glared at them. He turned to one of the men.
"It is you who have the card? Yes
-Colonel ...
-That is what you expect me to go?
-Excuse me Colonel. The Colonel here. "

Archer took the card without a thank you for your soldier, and after they have sent a last look reproachful, he headed KimBlee who observed the scene from afar.

"There's no denying it is surrounded!
"I'm sure this has been done on purpose: I am starting to collect a lot of information on suspicious activities of Fullmetal and coincidentally at that time was reported to HQ that there are problems with Briggs. Of course, as Armstrong is under my orders and that B is headed by another member of the Armstrong family is being sent me handle it. Strangely Armstrong has a family that holds them unable to Central battery at the same time. I do not think not be paranoid, but I feel the light that this is a ploy to get away. So that tells me more of a battalion can not totally immature does not surprise me.
-Yeah ... And you know what it looks like the other famous son of the glorious Armstrong family?
-What it looks like you're saying.
"It's a woman? KimBlee asked, raising an eyebrow.
Yes. Major General Olivia Armstrong. I have absolutely no idea what it might look like. All I know is that it is more graded than me and she hates Mustang. It also seems that it is insensitive and brutal, some general nicknamed "The Ice Queen."
-Humhum ... Insensitive, powerful and hating Mustang ... Could it be that we have found the woman in your life?
-KimBlee ...
-What? The Scarlet smiled mockingly, adding: It does not please you to be the brother of our dear Alex, to come live in this charming little corner of paradise covered with snow and raising a slew of delightful toddlers to whom you could teach the values passed from generation to generation?
-KimBlee ... Archer growled, pinching the bridge of the nose. I'm supposed to lead a bunch of morons who just completed their training, I'm tired, we are lost in the middle of a desert of ice, it's been hours since we walk, it's freezing cold and my socks are soaked more! While not care me alone with your bullshit!
-Boarf ... If we can not even joking to lighten the mood ...
-Keep it up and I will definitely extend a bullet in the head! I'm sick of this shit! I want my HQ in the south where the temperature is decent and there is not a single trace of this bloody snow! "

Before the alchemist could say a word to calm his superior, a snowball flew up and landed them in the hair of the Scarlet. Both men turned in one movement to lay eyes on the group of soldiers stood still instantly. Archer shook his fists in advancing one step in their direction but KimBlee and interrupted him and gestured that he undertook. Walking slowly towards the troop of soldiers, the alchemist tried to identify the snowball launcher. He quickly spotted trying to hide among his comrades and walked toward him with a smile of predator. The man recoiled before skidding on a patch of ice and landed hard on the buttocks. When he looked up it was KimBlee staring to see the clasping fingers to his mouth.

"What Colonel said about snowballs?
... sorry ... "I was not sure that I was aiming for ... I swear!
-That is not the issue. We said no snowballs and you knowingly disobeyed this order, so you must be punished.
"But ... I ... sorry ... I'll ... I'll carry the bags ... not worth getting agitated ... I do it again, I promise!
"It's good, you realize your mistake. But I think a more severe punishment will serve as an example to your classmates. "

Just finished his sentence, KimBlee clapped his hands before putting them on the man who burst into a loud explosion. With an ecstatic smile at the beauty of this explosion, the alchemist looked at the blood dripping on the floor until now immaculate. The crimson blood contrasted so well with the perfect whiteness of snow he gasped. He had never thought of the mountain could conceal such beauties. All his dreams, KimBlee would no longer pay any attention to men who surrounded him and Archer had to shake him he finally deigns to look.

"Are you nuts?" What took you to blow this fool ?!
"It's good, it's not as if this was the first time you see me do this kind of thing.
-You could hold you back, at least this time!
"I do not see why it was the most effective way to calm them. And it's so beautiful that blood on the snow ... Did you see?
KimBlee Yes I saw! There's snow everywhere! And it is precisely because of this snow that you do not create a blast! Before the bewildered look
its Alchemist Archer sighed in despair before resuming raising his voice.
-On is where there KimBlee?
-On is lost.
Yes, but ... We lost where exactly?! In the mountains
-Briggs.
-Exactly, in the mountains! And what there is all around us!
-Snow. Yes
bravo! Snow! And now attention, extremely complicated question: what happens when he makes too much noise in the snowy mountains?!
-Hum ... There is an avalanche risk I would say.
-VOILA! AN AVALANCHE! SO NOW THE MANIAC MR EXPLOSIVES WILL BE CALM IF IT DOES NOT MEAN THAT MAY TRIGGER AN AVALANCHE OF ALL WE KILL! ASSHOLE IS INCLUDED?! BECAUSE I REFUSED TO DIE HERE IN ONE ...
Avalanche!
-YES EXACTLY! A FRIGGIN AVALANCHE!
-NO! DERRIÈRE Y A UNE AVALANCHE ! » beugla Kimblee en désignant le déluge de neige qui se dirigeait dans leur direction derrière le dos d'Archer.

Le Colonel fit volte face pour assister d'un air totalement abasourdi au phénomène qui se déroulait sous ses yeux tandis que ses hommes s'enfuyaient en poussant des hurlements. L'alchimiste attrapa son supérieur par le bras et ils se mirent à courir côte à côte en tentant de rattraper les soldats qui leur avaient faussé compagnie. Malheureusement l'avalanche avait pris une telle ampleur qu'il leur fut impossible d'y échapper et le bataillon d'Archer fut rapidement enseveli sous une importante couche de neige.



In a gloomy room of the fortress Briggs, men bustled around thirty bodies which were found about ten miles from the fort after an avalanche. The room doors opened abruptly on count relentless here. Major General Olivier Milla Armstrong, blond warrior as majestic as severe, entered the room without giving a glance at the body that was gathered. She advanced to the men who interrupted their work to greet them respectfully higher.

"Have you finished collecting all the bodies?
-general practice six were found twenty minutes ago. Buccaneer will soon be back with the unit responsible for the return.
-Excellent. Now can someone explain to me what made these soldiers wandering in a blizzard near the border? This is the battalion that was supposed to be sent to reinforce us? Pitiful. What a ridiculous idea to send Briggs men who can not even manage to reach to the fort.
-According to the personal effects of such men, it seems indeed that they should come and give us a hand. We can say that it is a mess.
-May-important Olivia mumbled a disinterested voice. They were too weak to survive here, we therefore they were useless. But I would like to know who is responsible for this debacle.
-We found two officers among the dead, said an officer to look ishbale motioning him to join him near a table. He lifted the cloth that covered the two bodies lying side by side and pointed to the General Armstrong. Here Colonel Frank Archer, who led the battalion. And there you have Lieutenant Colonel KimBlee Zolf, a State Alchemist I think he has transmutation circles tattooed on his hands.
Magnificent! Thirty soldiers died with additional officers and an alchemist in the lot: that we will attract the good graces of Central, the young woman growled.
-On could not find an avalanche to be triggered simultaneously. We are not responsible.
-Although the avalanche did not seem natural, "murmured one of the men.
-Pardon?
-Hum ... Some of us we heard an explosion before the avalanche is triggered.
"I have never ordered explosion.
-We know. In fact it seems that the explosion occurred near their unit during the avalanche. So-
pour résumer : les soldats envoyés pour nous seconder sont tous morts parce qu'ils s'amusent à faire sauter je ne sais quoi en pleine montagne ?
-Apparemment...
-Parfait, les choses sont donc claires : ces hommes étaient des incapables et ils sont morts à cause de leur stupidité. J'informerai Central de ce qui s'est passé. La situation est close, déclara Olivia en faisant demi-tour.
-Général ! l'interpela Miles en désignant une petite enveloppe posée sur une table. Nous avons trouvé cette lettre de votre frère dans la veste du Colonel Archer,. Il semblerait qu'elle vous soit adressée.
-Une lettre d'Alex ? Faites moi voir cela. »

Olivia Armstrong reached out to Major and took the envelope sealed with a seal bearing the arms of his family. She watched a moment of cautious air, seeming to hesitate between tear or read the missive, before finally deciding to open it with a bored shrug. After quickly through the letter, she raised her head, leaving out a small laugh contemptuously.

"Imagine you my dear brother asks us to take good care of our guests and make sure they stay here as long as possible. "

Miles sketched a face by observing body gathered in the room before turning his eyes toward Olivia Armstrong.

"The least we can say is that they are more likely to give us the slip now. "Here

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