10 AM- The Headquarters of The Military and State Alchemists. 
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The crackling whirr of the loud speaker snapped the base to attention. With stern and commanding voice, the Fuhrer spoke, “Those who have been called for this meeting, report to meeting hall B. I will be there shortly.” The speaker popped as the speech came to a close. Murmurs spread like wildfire, light whispers and hush voices, creating rumor like bakers make bread. 

The only soldiers of importance that would be attending this meeting were as follows, Brigadier General Xeres; the half Ishvalan soldier. Major North; The sometimes too high-strung former special operatives member. Lieutenant Colonel Majors; Though his name is confusing, he was quite the skilled tactician during his more exciting military days. Finally, Colonel Carl Mayhew; A happily married family man with two children and a darling sister. 

Then, There would be four alchemists in attendance today… These four men were formidable in their own respects, brought in for their unique researches and talents. The first was Jason Gold, the rogue alchemist hunter and oddly named Squid Alchemist. Next was Tydus Silverheart, the Platinum Alchemist and seeker of the Philosophers stone. Thirdly, Jayce Karuta, The Card Alchemist, researching those monstrous events from fifty years past.  Lastly, It was Alrick Fraust, The Weeping Alchemist, Named for the tear shaped birthmark beneath his eye and ability to manipulate water; His research was Investigating the flow of alchemical energies. 

The Fuhrer would await for all those to arrive, standing at a podium, a grimace plastered firmly upon his lips.