Whee, my first FMA fic! And the first fic I've written in a loooooooong time, so please don't get mad at my rustiness. Also, the plot of this fic is centered around a BIG spoiler/event thing that happens in episode 24 or 25, I think. I can't remember. Yeah. Anyways, on with the fic. Sorry if it's kinda dumb at first... things will smooth out eventually...

DISLAIMER- I don't own anything here (save for Falke). If I did, Hughes would become God and Envy would die. Go Hughes.

Prologue-


Breathe.

The being drew in a large gasping breath, opening his golden eyes as he did so. At first, he saw nothing, but once his eyes began to focus, he found himself in a room dimly lit by a single gas lamp, and for some inexplicable reason, he was lying on his back in the middle of the floor. Two figures stood over him; a man and a woman. Both had black hair and were clad in black clothing, and both were staring at him in a smug manner.

"Well," the woman commented. "You woke up fast..." she glanced over at the young man standing across from her."What do you think, Envy?"

The one called Envy nodded slowly, his annoying smirk widening slightly. His long spiky hair bobbed slightly as he nodded, his dark eyes never leaving the one on the floor.

"Looks like we've got ourselves another Hommunculus," he said. "Oroborus mark and everything."

The woman nodded. "Mm-hmm. That alchem-"

"Lust, I'm done!"

A third figure lumbered into view. It was another man- squat and bald with a large grin. Blood was smeared across his face as he bounced his way over to the woman. She smiled at him patting him on the head like she would a dog.

"Gluttony, you forgot to wipe your face again... Do it now."

As Gluttony busied himself with wiping off his face Lust returned her attentions back to the man on the floor. She smiled at him in an almost friendly manner bending down and holding out a black-gloved hand. "Here," she purred. "Need a hand?"

Uneasily he took it and she pulled him up to a standing position. The three of them looked at him, almost as if they were expecting something.

"What's your name?" Lust asked.

"What?"

"Your name. Don't you know it?"

"Uh..." the man cast his mind about, frowning in confusion. Name? He didn't have a name! He didn't know what was going on! Where was he? Who was he? Who were these weird people?

Envy must have known what he was thinking, for he frowned as he gazed thoughtfully at the man. "Hmm... I don't think his mind was completed. Did we kill the alchemist too quickly?"

"Maybe" Lust replied. "Or perhaps he's just a little slow...?"

The man fidgeted quietly under their gaze, unable to look them in the eye. What the hell were they talking about?

"I've got a name," Envy said, breaking the awkward silence that had begun to fall over the room. "How about-"

"Obsession."

"What?"

The man nodded slowly, almost unsurely. "Obsession. It just came to me..."

Lust smirked. "Obsession. I like." She extended her hand, which Obsession carefully took. "Welcome to the team. I'll fill you in on the details as we go... For now, let's just get out of here before the military comes."