She was cold. Very cold. She wished she was with her sister. She missed her. Where was she? She sat up to see her surroundings. A massive door-way was in front of her. Hearing a small chuckle, she turned around. "Truth." she said simply.

"You must be terrified." Truth said.

"No. I committed the taboo. I know the rules. Equivalent exchange. You're going to show me the truth, and I'm going to sacrifice something of myself in exchange. But I'd be happier if you'd just kill me."

Truth faltered a little. "And why is that?"

"My life is missing. Mom, Dad, sister, my daughters, even the stupid dog-Chimera. Just kill me."

"I don't think I will. After all, it's interesting to have a Chimera that knows Alchemy."

Truth was going to speak more, but she flew at it. Long fangs protruded from her mouth as she sank them into it's shoulder. Thick black blood flowed into her mouth. She let go, an animal look in her eyes. "Okay. Show me truth. Take my arm and leg. Take my sight. Take my organs. Take my whole body. Take my mortality. Take what you desire. I honestly don't care anymore!" she laughed insanely. The gate opened, and she was pulled into it, still laughing.

"She was put on trial for supposed murder. She even pleaded guilty and tried to make all the evidence point towards her. But she double-crossed herself and there were too many people to support her innocence." Mustang told the two.

"Edwina Cleric, huh?" asked Ed, picking up the photo. It was of a young woman with an animal grin on her face. She had a long blonde braid and amber eyes, just like him. She also had auto-mail like him. But hers were styled to look like animal claws. Reading the profile, he gasped. "It says here that she can do Alchemy without a circle!"

"Brother!" Al was holding another picture of the girl. It was her holding a small red stone. She was licking it animalistically, glaring angrily at the camera. "I think it's a Philosopher's Stone!"

"I know. This girl was once raped, and bore twin daughters. She and her sister lived alone for most of their lives. But recently, the sister died, and supposedly, Edwina snapped. I hear she committed the taboo, and then became suicidal, always to be stopped in a nick of time." Mustang said.

"Daughters?" asked Alphonse.

"They died not too long after birth. It was only about a year ago when the local auto-mailist found Edwina passed out from blood-loss on her basement floor, but even then, laughing. When she woke up, she was laughing about how she bit Truth on the shoulder."

"B-bit? She say's she bit Truth?" Ed gasped.

"I think we need to go see her." Al said. Ed nodded in agreement.

"Before you leave, she has refused to leave the jail-cell she was put in after being accused. She will occasionally leave for a walk in the near-by woods, but she always goes back to the cell." Mustang warned. "And when she was to be removed with force, she wounded one of the men. She bit his hand, severing two main veins."

"Does she have fangs or something?" Ed asked nervously.

"As a matter of fact, she does. According to her doctor, she also has a three-inch tail. But she has always been with company her entire life, left alone only ever once."

"That's just creepy! She was born like that?" Al asked.

"Yes, I was."

Standing in the door-way was the girl. Her eyes weren't maniacal and she wasn't grinning. Her eyes were scared. And a long tail trembled behind her, and large fuzzy ears poked out of her hair. "H-help me…. P-please… I'm… I'm… I'm turning into a… a… a cat…" she whispered, falling to her knees and passing out.

"Is that...?" Ed trailed off. "She must've run all the way here! Look at her!" he cried, picking her up. He then noticed the three enormous scratches on her back. "Gah! I think… We need a doctor!" he wailed as blood dripped onto the floor.

She opened her eyes. The two brothers she'd been searching for were standing above her. "Help. Me." she whispered. "I don't wanna be a cat. I can pay." She pulled out the stone. "Please. Help me."

"Just how did you get a Philosopher's Stone?" Edward asked. "Please tell us, Edwina."

"It was in my mother's study. I don't know how she got it. Please." Tears welled up in her eyes. "Please!"

"Do you know what goes into a Philosopher's Stone?" asked Al.

Slowly, Edwina nodded. "I admit. I lied. I watched my mother make the Stone. I… I helped to draw the circle… I didn't want to leave the jail for that reason. Not to mention the fact that… I did… I did… I killed a man in the woods… I wasn't in control of my actions… Kill me please!" she screamed.