They stared on in shock at the scene happening. Armstrong, standing in the hallway, yelling into the room he was standing in front of, with desperation and sadness. What was Armstrong seeing? Was Edward really in there?

Riza, Havoc, Breda, Fuery, Roy, and Hughes took in the insane laugh coming from the room. There was no way that could be Edward. But then the shouting started, that was Edwards voice . . .but why did it sound so dead?

"ED CALM DOWN!" Armstrong shouted.

Then their was silence.

"Ed?" Armstrong called. He looked closer at the room. It was covered with blood, as was Ed. With a blush he realized he had forgotten that he was naked. he quickly started to shed his coat leaving the people at the end of the hall wondering why he was shedding his clothes. He stepped into the room covering Ed with his blue military coat. He then stuck his head out the door to look at everyone waiting at the end of the hallway.

"Hughes, will you come here a moment. I need use of your knives."

Hughes hesitantly started down the hallway dreading what he will see in the room at the very end. As the came closer to the room the smell of blood wshed over him . . . oh god . . . He looked into the room catching sight of Armstrong bent over a figure on the bed, that was covered in the recently disguarded jacket. "Ed?" Hughes called out silently.

"He's passed out from the amount of blood he's lost." Armstrong said looking at Hughes. Moving his large frame just enough to see Ed wrist that was bleeding at an alarming rate.

"Shit!" Hughes entered the room, quickly taking out one of his throwing knives to cut the rope from Ed's wrist.

Ed arm flopped back onto the bed. Causing Ed to open his eyes, waking him. Seeing Hughes posed over him with his knife over him, he let out a blood curtling scream, struggling to get away from hughes as fast as he could. Landing on the floor he tried to stand, but fell down after a feeble attempt. Hughes watched this in shock, didn't Ed realize who he was? Ed quickly crawled to the door, coat haphazardly still draped over him. As soon as hemade it past the door frame, he stopped in his tracks looking at the other end of the hallway. Their stood the five faces that had tormented him for the past two months. He couldn't move, couldn't breath, he started to shake in fear, how was Envy doing this, and i dreaming? Another nightmare. He looked back into the room to see Armstrong and Hughes approaching him with caution. Why? He slowly started to scoot back against the wall. Why? Why was Envy doing this?

"Stop" he said clutching his head with his flesh arm. Falling back onto his knees. Eveeryone who had been at the end of the hallway had unknowingly gotten close enough to see the terror in the young alchemists eyes, close enough to see his chest, and the wounds on it. Close enough to see the sunken in eyes and protruding cheekbones. Had his captors even feed him in the past two months? Riza thought reachingout to Ed to comfort him.

Ed screamed, " NO! NO! NO! NO! NO! N-"

"Riza don't touch him." Alex calmly said, " everyone back up."

Ed's eyes flashed in Alex's direction and flashed back to everyone else to see them back off a bit. Alex hesitantly kneeled down to pick up the coat that had fallen off of Edward.

"Ed, are you cold?" he asked quietly.

Ed looked at him nervously, and quitely answered, "yes."

" Do you want my coat, Edward? Can i help you put in on?" Alex asked looking into Ed's terrified eyes. Who had broken him this badly? This Envy person must have done horrible things to have killed Ed's spirit. He offered his coat out to Edward slowly.

Ed warrily reached out his flesh arm and quickly snatched it out of Alex's grip watching his eyes the entire time warily. He hesitanly looked down to the coat in his hand. Could he trust this Alex, was he the real Alex?

"Alchemy . . ." he said.

"What, was that Eddo?"

"Perform alchemy and i'll put the coat on . . ." he said watching Alex closely. HE wasn't going to trust this man until he knew he wasn't a homunculous.

"Why do yo-"

"Just DO IT." Ed said raising his voice a bit showing his frustration.

"Ummmm, alright then" Turning he quickly did a trade mark Armstrong move with his brass knuckles.

"Like that Ed?" Turning around he saw Ed shrug on the coat. " Would you mind helping me stand Alex?"

"Non-sense i will carry you!" Alex said.

"Alright, fine then." Shocking just about everyone there, with his sudden mood swing.

"Ed . . ." Hughes aproached.

Causing Ed to quickly grab onto Alex so he could move him in between him and hughes.

" I trust Armstrong right now, but that doesn't mean i trust the rest of you." He said flashing everyone a look.

"Eddo doesn't that seem a bit unfai-"

"NO, it does not, but the only other way that i would trust anyone else in this hallway would make you think i've lost my mind. So i'm not even going to suggest it." He said starring at the floor.

"Tell us what it is Ed." Mustang said quietly.

Ed looked up it his eyes, and Mustang flinched at the amountof hatred that was held in his eyes.

"Fine, you wanna know what it is, then you'll go first. Maes give me one of you knives." He held out his hand eys still on Mustang.

"Why on Earth would i do th-"

"Fine" edward said, reaching up to his destroyed auto mail port, feeling around for a sharp piece of metal. Findg one quickly he gave an experimental pull, this would hurt ike a bitch, but he'd been through worse. He quickly yanked it out of its place, letting out a yelp.

"Edward!" Maes shouted, "what the hell are you thinkin-"

"Shut up." He said through his teeth.

Mustang watched the seen speechless. Why was Ed acting so cold toward everyone?

"Ed . . ." Mustang said.

" Come here," Ed said quietly, " hold out your hand."

Mustang quickly stepped forward, " . . . okay"

Ed still leaning against Alex grabbed Roy's hand, ignoring the pounding of his heart, and quickly pulled off the alchemic glove and sliced the back of his hand.

" The hell!" Mustang cried out, trying to yank his hand back, but surprisingly Ed held it firm staring at the cut that was slowly leaking blood. Ed looked up into Mustangs eyes calculatingly. Then he looked back to his hand.

"Alright, Mustang, where the hell am i, and why did it take so long for you to fucking find me?"

"Ed you're, basically, in a whore house. And you left a note saying that you Resembol for a week, but after you hadn't come back we called Winry to ask if Ed was there. She said you had never arrived, and that she wasn't even expecting you.

"Ahhh," he said relesing the hand in his grip," crafty little asshole." He muttered. "I didn't leave a note Mustang."

"Then who left the note?" Mustang asked curiously.

"Envy . . . the homunculous."

Mustang took in a shocked breath," but why?"

"Envy's my brother." Edward said. Shocking everyone in the room.

"WH-"

"Can we talk about this later? Im naked and cold, and i want some food." He said embarassed.

"Alright, pick 'im up Alex, lets head to my house, and get all this shit sorted out." Mustang said stridding down the hallway. If Envy is his brother, then does that mean Ed's a . . .