This is written about the 7 Sins from Full Metal Alchemist Brotherhood. It's basically a story about their past and/or role in FMA. I don't know, I'd like to think that they had an interesting life before becoming homunculous.

WARNING: MAY HAVE SPOILERS!

I don't own FMA... but I wish I did.

The 7 Sins

How would you like it if you didn't remember your own name, or if you have any family? It's almost unbearable. How about if you found out you had a family who cared about you enough to take someone's life and ruin their own in the process? That is absolutely unbearable.

I had always wondered what my real name was. I was made almost exactly like a human so of course I have a level of curiosity. Sitting around, waiting for Father's orders, I would often daydream about my old life. Just as I began to picture it, I would be ripped from my thoughts by that annoying cross-dresser, Envy. Did he not know what it felt like to dream about your past?

"Lust! Lust snap out of it! Holy crap, what's wrong with you!" Envy yelled at me, waving his hand in front of my eyes.

I quickly slapped his hand away and rose out of my chair. "I'm fine. Now what do you want?" I asked, slightly annoyed.

"Wow, someone's pissed. Why don't you go do something. You look bored to death. (no pun intended) I'll call you if something comes up," Envy told me.

I turned on my heel and quickly left the room, peering into the cages of the experiments that they had kept from the fifth laboratory before Father had them destroy it. At least I wasn't kept in one of those godforsaken cages. That I was thankful for. I paused by the door. "Thank you, Envy," I said quietly. He may be annoying, but without him, I probably would die of boredom.

I could only wish.

Later:

"What can I help you with today, ma'am?" a man at the front desk asked me.

"I'm looking for missing person files from Ishbal. Could you point me in the right direction?" I said seductively.

"Oh I would if I could, but those are only available for people of the military," he said, with extreme effort. Most men could not help but fall in love with the homunculous at first sight.

"Oh darn. I was hoping I could see those files," I said sadly.

The man was watching me, or more correctly, my boobs and finally said, "But no one ever needs to see them so I guess I could get them for you." He scurried into a room and returned with a stack of papers. He handed them to me with a smile.

"Thank you very much, I won't be long," I said, turning to a table in the far corner. I didn't want to be seen by any military officers who might recognize her, especially not Mustang's men.

I spent five minutes searching for a particular missing person's document. The military kept a careful record of not only Amestrians but Isballans as well, surprisingly. You would think that they did not care about Ishballans after the war. I finally found the files reading "Solaris". Pulling it from the pile, I thumbed through the contents. There wasn't much there, not even a picture, just a name, birthplace, parents' names and date that she had gone missing. I was unmistaken though, this was me. I quickly thanked the man at the front desk and took off. I knew where I had to go: the only living Ishbal refuge camp in Central.

I quickly arrived at her destination. I entered the campsite only to be crowded around by angry looking Ishbal men. "What are you doing here?" one asked me skeptically.

I had to resist the urge to cut him to shreds with my clawlike hands. "My name is Solaris…" I said, only to be cut off by a gasp. "Solaris you say?" an elderly woman approaching me said, "Come with me." The woman grabbed my hand and led me away from the men much to their dismay. They did not like it when strangers wandered into their camp.

"You look like Solaris, only paler," the woman said, eyeing me.

"You know me?" I said incredulously.

"Of course. Your family and I were very close. If only they were here," she said.

"Where are they?" I asked. The woman sighed, "Oh, I guess you wouldn't know, seeing as you've been gone so many years. Your father became deranged after your disappearance and your mother left to live with her mother."

"What happened to my father?" I said. I was not sure why I was asking these questions. It wasn't as though I remembered my parents at all, or cared about them, but I liked to think that a part of me did.

"Your father blamed your disappearance on the Amestrian soldiers," the woman began, "He lusted for vengeance and attacked one of their small camps, killing one soldier before he himself was shot."

I could not believe what I was being told. To think that I had a father who cared so much for me and killed a soldier for me was unbelievable. Especially since it wasn't the soldiers who had taken me, it was Father. I suddenly loathed him for kidnapping me and turning me into a homunculous. "Thank you very much," I said through gritted teeth, standing up. The woman took my hand, "Please don't do anything rash," she said, "I wouldn't want what your father did to be for nothing."

"I won't," I replied. I left the desolate little camp with fire burning in my eyes. He was going to pay for what he had done.

I arrived at Father's headquarters only to be stopped by Envy in disguise. "Father needs you to take care of Roy and his men. They've broken into the third laboratory. He wants you to go now!" he ordered.

Why should I do what he wants? I thought. "Fine," I snapped and turned in the direction of the laboratory, leaving Envy to puzzle over my strange behavior. I hated Mustang, too. Might as well kill his men before I killed Father. It would be a good warm-up.

"I can't wait until those eyes shine with sadness," I said as Roy delivered the final blow to Lust, "It's coming. Soon." What Roy's men didn't know was that sentence was for not only Mustang, but for Father as well. And so Lust faded away, into the light, and into her real father's tender embrace.

YAY I hoped you like it because I'm not totally sure this is my best work. Review if you want. This is a side project so I don't know when I'll update and I don't know which homunculous is next and I won't update unless I see that people are reading and enjoying. ;)