A/N:I know we promised this would be up Sunday, but I did not anticipate getting grounded for two weeks. So, my mom thinks I'm working on a paper. I'm still grounded.

This takes place after Conqueror of Shamballa, and revolves around two girls who were friends of alternate Edward and Alphonse (Alfons and Eddward Heiderich). They were taken in to experimentation labs, and each have...I guess I can say disability for one, the other I'm not sure.

Summary: Briar and Dietrich are orphans and street urchins who have been together since a young age. Recently, they have just escaped a laboratory where they were expiremented on and abused by the National Socialists. So, what happens when they meet faces from the past? How are they still alive after all these years. Time to join the resistance and overthrow Hitler and the Nazis. Join Edward, Alphonse, Roy, Hughes, Scar and Lust, along with the ABC Boys and two young urchins. For Germany. For us. For them.

Contains mild rape and torture scenes. Adult content. Adult language and sexual situations. Character Death.

Alternate EVERYONE.

Jews, Gypsies, Nazis, etc. You get the drill.

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His hands ran up my body again, which was already covered in sweat. I tried to kick again, but was only rewarded with the scraping of metal and rust into the deeps cuts of my ankle. It would probably be infected soon. I didn't want to lose it, not like the others had. I'd seen it, first hand, their screams as the leg was lost. Another hand traipsed up my skirt, and I screamed against the cotton in my mouth.

"Hush up," one of them growled. "The boss catches us in 'ere we won' be able to play anymore."

Another chuckled, and I heard the sound of another chugging his beer. "Then you'll be as bad off as the otha's in there."

The others. I knew about them, but for as long as I could remember, all I knew was this room. The man stretched out on top of me finally busted open my corset, and I screamed again, tears falling down my face. He pulled the cotton out of my mouth, only to place a blade on the inside of my cheek.

"C'mon now, sweet 'eart. I don't wanna break my toys," his lips curled into a sneer.

I didn't respond.

"Try to see it our way," one said, sounding so drunk I could hardly understand him. "We work hard all day. We see hard things. Cutting up and freezing your little friends. Watchin' em die when it doesn't go right. Then where are we left? Without pleasure. And think about it, baby," a hand cupped my matted, mud-splattered, sweaty hair, kissing my grimy forehead. "We're doing you a favor. You'd be dead if it wasn't for us. Won't you see it our way?"

I finally met his cold eyes. His hand ran down my face, over my eye lids and nose, down to my mouth. I stuck out my tongue, and he smiled.

"Thata g-"

His voice cut off with a scream after I bit down hard on his finger. I peeled the skin off as he yanked it from my mouth. I spit out the blood.

"I'll never see it your way!" I screamed, once again fighting against the rusty chains. The man sitting on my stomach holding the knife, growled, and lunged for me, letting the knife hover above my right eye.

"We'll see about that!"

"Briar!" My eyes flew open as I heard my name, panting from the dream. "Briar, are you okay? Bri!"

I stood up, pulling the knife from it's holder on my thigh before the light adjusted, and I caught sight of chesnut hair and chocolate brown eyes.

"Dietrich..." I whispered, slumping forward. "You scared me..."

"Yeah, well, you scared me. Out of a dead sleep. And probably the whole town with your screaming. If we want to make it back, we're going to have to keep it down."

I touched the medical patch over my right eyes, sighing, biting my lip to keep my head from falling off my shoulders.

Dietrich reached into the bag we stole a few towns back, and handed me yet another stolen object-an apple-to which I hungrily ate. I wasn't going to bother saving it, when I could just steal another a few towns up.

Dietrich and I had grown up together in a small town in Germany. Both parentless, we were urchins on the street. We had friends, though, people who would invite us to their dinner tables at night, and offer us beds in the evening.

Trisha Heiderich, a single mother of two boys, took us in. We didn't stay with her often. We never wanted to impose, but the boys were like brothers, and Trisha was the closest thing we'd ever had to a mom. Her two sons, Eddward and Alfons, became like keepers to us. Brothers. Friends.

Loves.

Eddward grew up, though. At 18, he left for London, leaving everything he'd ever known behind. His mother, his brother, Dietrich...and me. When he told me he was leaving...I was quite angry at him. Mainly because I'd never loved another man but Eddward Heiderich. I thought he loved me, too...the kisses he gave me on hot summer nights as children as we swam and played the ponds and streams in the woods...they meant nothing to him. They didn't mean to him what they meant to me. I'd always hold those kisses in my heart.

And in the laboratories, they were all I had to hold.

The night before Edd left, the four of us went out. Eddward kept buying beer and I'm not ashamed to say we all got quite a bit drunk. It was one minute I was with him dancing to a fiddle in a pub and the next...

the next moment I was in a line next to Dietrich, half-naked and shaking as men with wild eyes and red bands around their arms studied us. They separated Dietrich and I.

Dietrich was to be a test subject. Me? I was of a different kind of use. I guess even the evil have needs. Have lust.

I couldn't count hours I'd been alone in that room with the chains, or how many time I'd been touched in a way I'd never been, or how many men had done things to me that was reserved for a husband and a wife. They said nowadays women were changing, becoming stronger, like men. I didn't think this was what they meant.

One night there was a fire. Dietrich and I escaped.

Dee had lost her right leg. I had lost my right eye.

"How is it?" Dee asked. I touched my eye patch again thoughtfully, before sighing.

"Hand me the mirror," I whispered. Dee handed me a shard of mirror, and I untied the white medical patch covering the obscenity. I pushed away my matted blonde hair and rolled my eye around, examining it.

"It hasn't gone milky, and I can see just fine," I said, handing her the mirror before I could watch myself blink. I leaned up against the brick wall of the alley, rolling my head to my shoulder, trying to get comfortable again. But I knew if I did sleep, all I would have would be nightmares.

"...Bri?"

I looked up at Dietrich again, concern at the tone of voice, but when I saw her she was smiling.

"Bri, last night I went looking around...and I saw something...Bri, do you know what town we're in?"

I shook my head.

Deee smiled wide. "Briar, I saw the Rot undSchwarz Cafe."

My breath caught in my throat as I sprung up. "Our Boarding House..." I whispered, thinking of the place where we often spent our days as girls, drinking sometimes with the local boys and our boys-Edd and Al. "Dee...Dee...we're...we're home?"

She nodded feverantly.

I stood up frantically, grasping for the bag. "What are we still doing here? The doors are still open, I'm sure! I don't even care if they are! Oh, Helena, Sacha, little Christine, Luca...Alfons! Oh, Alfons!" I was sobbing now, beaming as they ran down my face. "Eddward...Oh, Eddward! How long has it been, Dietrich?! How many years have we been away from them?!"

"Lower your voice!" she whispered, struggling to stand.

I bent to down to help her, pushing her leg back into the wooden prosthetic, and bringing her to a standing position. Though she was getting used to walking on her own, it was easiest if she was leaning on me. My time in the lab hadn't taken away my strength like it had hers. I still can't forgive myself for what they did to her, and I couldn't stop it. The least I could be was her right leg.

"Eddward..." I whispered, smiling wide,"I'm coming home..."

It was a long walk down to the Boarding House, but we made it before dawn was up.

I pounded on the front door, desperate and screaming, despite Dee's level headed pleas for me to be quiet.

"I can't help it! They're all in there...we're home...we're finally home..."