StupendousPotassium, I'm sorry it's so sadistic. I seriously didn't mean for that to happen, but in my defense, I warned you. As I said already, I am compelled to write what comes into my head. No idea why. Again, it does have a happy ending, so bear with me. I think I actually may have started crying in this. Anyways, you may proceed if you correctly answer three questions:

1. What is your name?

2. What is your quest?

3. What...is the airspeed velocity of an unladen swallow?

5000 points and an internet palace to the first person who responds correctly.

"What do you mean, you can't find anything?!" Colonel Mustang demanded furiously. "It's already been two whole days since Edward Elric's kidnapping! We must find him soon or we might not find him at all!"

"I know that sir, but nobody saw a thing!" Jean Havoc protested in frustration. "These guys were careful. They planned this out in advance. They watched and waited until the time was ripe, and when it was they struck, taking Ed and leaving no traces at all!"

"DAMNIT!" Mustang roared, slamming his fist down onto his desk. "We have no idea who took Fullmetal or why, we've got no way of finding out who took Fullmetal or why, and his brother is driving me crazy worrying about him! This couldn't possibly get worse!" He glowered as a young private scurried in, deposited a stack of folders on his desk, and fled. Mustang's wrath had become famous in the last few days, and nobody wanted it to be taken out on them, especially not a private. Mustang turned to Hawkeye, fear and worry shining in his eyes. "What do I do?"

Ed lay on the floor limply. This was one of the few short breaks he'd been given since his kidnapping. He had no idea how long he'd been in captivity, but his stomach told him it'd been a few days at least. They'd given him a little water- just enough to keep his throat from giving out- but no food at all. His whole body ached, and the places they'd cut, stabbed, and burned him during his numerous torture sessions burned like fire. He was too weak to even move now. The door to the tiny room they kept him in when they weren't torturing him opened, and a burly man came in. No, not again. I don't have the strength to keep this up for much longer... Ed thought as the man moved closer. "I won't...tell you...anything," Ed managed. He forced his body into a fetal position as the brute started kicking and beating him- that was how they moved him back and forth between rooms. They would beat him unconscious before transporting him to the room where Major Asshole, as Ed had dubbed him, waited. Ed struggled to stay awake, but his awareness slipped away quickly- it happened faster now, after so many attacks on his body.

When Ed woke, he was lying down on his back- that was new. He'd always been in the chair before. He tried to move, but couldn't- whether because of the straps holding him down or because he just wasn't strong enough, he couldn't figure out.

"Hello, Fullmetal Alchemist," Major Asshole said, leaning over so Ed could see his face. "We're going to try something new this time. How does that sound?" He held up a syringe full of a greenish liquid and Ed's eyes widened. "This serum will cause all of your worst nightmares to come real." Ed began struggling feebly. "Ah, so you understand. That's very good." He inserted the needle in Ed's arm and pushed it into his body. "Now all we have to do is wait for it to reach your brain and take effect." No sooner had he said this than the room turned black. A figure appeared before him- it was his mother. At first. As she turned to look at Ed, her flesh rotted and turned black. Her insides came out, intestines and organs sticking to her outside. Her head twisted the wrong way and her limbs grew. She slowly turned into the creature that Ed and Al had created four years ago.

"No, No- this isn't real!"Ed howled as it reached out and touched him. "No, I'm hallucinating, it's not real!" He screamed, desperately trying to convince himself it was just a dream. But he could feel its fingers on his face, his muscles frozen in terror. He could hear its raspy breathing and smell its rotten body.

"Why does it hurt, big bwother?" Ed looked down at the source of the pitiful, pain-filled voice. It was the chimera that Tucker had made from Nina and Alexander.

"Aagh!" He screamed in terror as the failed transmutation and chimera approached slowly.

"We're the same, Edward." Tucker appeared, standing by Nina.

"No, no! We aren't the same! I'm nothing like you are!"

"Oh, but you are, big brother!" Alphonse yelled. "You took my body! It's all your fault, Ed! I hate you!" he yelled.

Ed had by now given up on trying to convince himself this wasn't real, so he fled. He ran and ran through the demolished city that had risen around him, but they were right behind him whenever he turned to look. Colonel Mustang appeared before him and seized Ed by the shirt. "What did you do?!" He demanded. "I went into your basement- I saw the floor!"

"I'm sorry-I'm sorry! Please, stop- I'm sorry!" Ed pleaded. Mustang threw him down and raised his hand, preparing to snap his fingers and incinerate Ed. He turned to run, but Scar stood before him now.

"-I will destroy this sinful arm!" Ed was blasted backwards and landed on the street, rain pouring down around him. Scar stalked towards him, then reached down and blasted his leg. Ed couldn't move if he tried. Scar turned to Alphonse, who was sitting with half his body missing- the way he had the first time- on the ground. "Because you created this thing, i shall destroy it."

Alphonse exploded into pieces, then the world fell silent with Ed weeping on his back. "Please, no...make it stop...please." His entreaties went unanswered, and slowly Ed grew aware that he was back in the lab, strapped to the table, but he couldn't stop shaking and crying. He was too afraid that it would come back. Ed's tormentor came in, but Ed made no motion of notice. He just shook and muttered feverishly, begging not to let the visions return.

"So are you willing to answer my questions now, boy?" He asked. Ed didn't respond or notice him. He just kept muttering, his eyes glazed over with fear. "Hmm. It seems I've finally broken your will." He twisted his face in disgust. "But your mind has snapped, too. Foolish boy." He began hitting Ed, unstrapped him and threw him onto the floor, kicking the limp boy, but Ed didn't even flinch once. He just kept staring and shaking.