AND YOU KNOW WE'RE GONNA WIN | {P, ROY}

[Roy Mustang]

Without a doubt, Washington, Caboose, and Church were not the only former humans apart of the Ascendants. It might not be known to Washington, but Roy used to be human too. He was 29 years old, ranked Colonel in the Amestrian Military, when his life changed forever. Roy hadn't been expecting the sudden change, it came as a huge shock to him when he woke up in the fields with paws instead of hands. Back then, Roy was unable to remember the exact details of what happened. All he remembered when he took his first steps as a tiger that it involved an activated transmutation circle. He couldn't remember what exact transmutation circle it had been, and back then, he believed he was able to return to his human life if he figured out a way. He was so positive back then, he had been sure there was a way to go home. But then, his friend who he believed was dead rolled around. Roy hadn't been expecting to see him, Roy always thought once someone died, they would stay dead and never get another chance. But Maes proved that to be wrong, and it got Roy thinking when Maes questioned if Roy was dead like him. His thoughts triggered a vivid flashback of the accident. It wasn't just any ordinary transmutation he stepped on- no, it was a human transmutation circle. In an alchemist's mind, that's a taboo, it should never be practiced, it's basically like playing god. Roy got a vivid memory of his body being torn apart before him, and the screams of the Elric brothers and Lieutenant Hawkeye. And then it got all black for a moment, before he came to face a white figure who was like an exactly replica of himself. It called itself god, the universe, the world, truth, and most importantly, you. The name Truth stuck to it well, and it made sure Roy learned his lesson for getting involved in the taboo. What might be his lesson, if you ask? Well, first off he went through the gate and saw everything, but his life here is apart of it. Truth said his life wasn't done yet. Truth was the one who sent him here, and Hawkeye too. There's no way to go home, no matter how badly he wishes to return to Amestris. And to Washington's thoughts about people noticing others going missing when former humans join this place- for Roy, he wasn't 'missing' in Amestris. His friends, family, and unit- they all believe he died the moment he stepped on the array. None of them would dare to think Roy Mustang was living on in another world, and as a bobcat out of all things. It would give them more peace if they just assumed he was dead, beyond the gate.

Roy wasn't sure why he woke up in the middle of the night. Roy hasn't slept well these past few nights- Roy's woken up several times during the night like tonight, and a lot of times, he has difficulty falling back to sleep. He wasn't having that many nightmares like he did when Hughes died, so it wasn't like he was waking up from horrible dreams. Maybe just being here alone(yes, he has friends here, but Hughes is gone and he doesn't know where Hawkeye is), is starting to take a toll on him. Aaliyah is fast asleep. She should be fine if I start my day early. He thought to himself as he glanced at his resting daughter, knowing there's no point to going back to sleep. He'll just be staring at the ceiling if he does. A sigh escaping his lips as he got up onto his paws and got off of his bed, heading out of the observatory.

Roy didn't get very far with his walk, he immediately came to a stop when he noticed Washington at the entrance. He looked over at the smilodon, getting a better look at the armor he wore. Roy hasn't seen an armor like that before, it looked strange to him, but he was sure it was useful some way to Washington. Washington was apart of a military, correct? While Roy thinks about it, he never gave an answer to the male about where he was stationed. He was sure Washington was still wondering in the back of his mind, Roy knew he would be if he was in Washington's shoes. "You're out here quite early," The Flame Alchemist spoke up to the male, probably interrupting whatever Washington had in mind. He slowly made his way over to him, ears drawing back to his skull. "I don't believe I've officially introduced myself to you before," Came another comment from the Flame Alchemist, looking up at Washington, gaze locking to where his eyes would be located if it weren't for the helmet. "Colonel Roy Mustang of the Amestrian Military, Flame Alchemist."