I don't own Fullmetal Alchemist. I own my OC, Avis. And Leigh and Anabelle are owned by my friends. If you notice any spelling, grammar, plot issues (especially plot issues), OOC, or anything else please let me know. Reviews are always nice.

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I miss Greed so much. I miss Martel and Dolcetto too… and the rest of the group. They made life fun and interesting. I miss Josh, he gave us work to keep us busy. Anabelle just leaves us alone to wander around. I miss my parents, but I don't remember them well. How is Leigh dealing with all this?

Leigh's arm, wrapped tightly around my own, keeps me steady as we walk through Central. As we walk I hear a familiar voice, Leigh and I exchange looks before darting down an alley side by side. At the end of the alley we find a familiar figure talking to one of his black-clad pawns.

"Ling!" I exclaim.

The black haired boy turns and smiles at us, "Ah! The lovely ladies from Rush Valley! We're just destined to run into each other aren't we?" He charms his way over to us and gives us a hug. "What are you doing in Central?"

"We could ask you the same thing." Leigh says lightly.

"I'm searching for something." Ling explains. "But alas, I can't stay in your presences any longer… I must be on my way… I hope we meet again." He smiles before he and the black figure vanish again, just as fast as they did before.

"I wonder what they're searching for." Leigh comments as we leave the alley.

"I want to know how we managed to find them amid all this noise." I flap my arms at my sides to simulate the sounds of Central, people talking and yelling, cars clattering, dogs barking, cats howling, hammers hammering, and that's only the half of it.

"Life's full of mysteries." Leigh says. "Dolcetto would say that to me sometimes."

"I miss them."

"Me too."

We walk together for a while. As we walk I notice that blond kid from earlier with the hulking suit of armor behind him. I point them out. "Weird." Leigh says, "And we've seen weird." We giggle and continue on our way. At home we get the game board out from yesterday and start to play. At noon time Anabelle comes homes. "I'm taking a shower." And she leaves. We continue playing for a while until we hear a knock on the door and I get up to get it out of instinct. "Don't ans-" Anabelle calls through the bathroom door but it was too late and a pair black eyes stared down at me.

"And you are?" The man asks.

"Ah, ah…." I step back, taking in his blue uniform, black hair, and black eyes.

"I told you not to answ- oh Colonel Mustang." Anabelle appears at my side with a bathrobe around her. "What are you doing here?"

"Something's come up and I need you to report back to base."

Blue eyes narrow, "I just got off duty."

"I know. I apologize Major but-"

"Give me five minutes." She sighs and lets the man in. "Girls this is Roy Mustang. Mustang this is Avis and Leigh." And just like that Anabelle vanishes into the bathroom to change.

The man looks down at us before clearing his throat. "I didn't realize you had roommates."

"We're not." I mutter.

"May I ask who you girls are?"

"Just girls that Anabelle has taken in." Leigh says.

Black eyes observe us for a moment. Mustang walks by us and I notice a silver chain from his hip, Anabelle has one too.

"What's that?" I ask pointing.

"This?" Mustang pulls a pocket watch from his pocket and holds it out for us to see. "Besides being a pocket watch it shows that I'm a State Alchemist."

My eyes widen and I imagine Leigh's do too. "You're an alchemist? And Anabelle is too? Wow."

"Yes. I'm the Flame Alchemist and she's the Alchemist of the Tides." I tilt my head to the side. "Each State Alchemist is given a title…. Do you guys know about alchemy?"

Leigh and I glance to each other before we both nod. "Yea, we know a little alchemy."

"Interesting. Would you like to show me at some time?" Mustang smiles at Leigh who blushes and looks away.

"They're too young for you Mustang." Anabelle chides as she exits the bathroom in her uniform. "C'mon."

"I'll be seeing you around ladies." Mustang winks, Anabelle smacks his shoulder, and they exit as they start to argue.

"He was cute." Leigh murmurs.

"He's like 30 years old."

"No! He's so not that old!"

"He looks like Greed." I glance at Leigh who puffs up her cheeks in response. "Yes, I'm sure he'll love you more like that." I snicker and Leigh starts to laugh with me.

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Anabelle for the next two days complained about Mustang and how unprofessional he was when Hawkeye wasn't around. Whenever we asked who Hawkeye was she'd brush us off and say Mustang's little dog. It was early in the evening when Anabelle stormed into the apartment. "They're up to something." She yells at Leigh and I who had bought a new game to play.

"Who?"

"Mustang and his other lackeys of course! They have to be… Hawkeye taking time off…. Falman sickness…. And then Mustang just leaving today? They're doing something. And nobody else in the office knew." Anabelle growls and storms off into the bathroom where several bangs follow. Leigh and I just look at each other a little dumb-struck.

We all fell silent when the blond exited the bathroom, she glances down at our game, sighs, and drops into her chair. "Sorry I blew up, it just…. Ugh, they didn't tell me. Whatever they're doing I'm sure I could be of some help. I'm sure Mustang had his reasons." She sighs and pinches the bridge of her nose, "That stupid fool. Alright, let's see what I can cook today." She heaves herself from her chair and shuffles into the kitchen.

Leigh and I trail after her and our caretaker starts to teach us how to cook. My heart feels light when I stir ingredients in a bowl, the motions made me feel good. Anabelle watches us before she takes the mixture and dumps it into a bowl with wet ingredients and then we mix that. As we mix and stir and add Anabelle tells us where she keeps all her recipes and she tells us about measurement conversions and techniques some recipes call for.

Learning makes my head hurt in a comfortable way, did my dad teach me other things besides alchemy? I have so many questions that will never be answered, not unless people can come back from the dead.

"Now baby, remember this and never forget it. Human transmutation is a sin you are never allowed to try and bring someone back from the dead. When people die I know it's hard to deal with but they're dead forever." Daddy's voice catches as he tells me in a firm voice. "Alright?"

"Alright Daddy." I smile.

People stay dead. I can't talk to Greed or my parents or Josh ever again. But then…. What was that day I heard Greed talking to me? Either way he's dead.

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"Come with me! Now!" Anabelle races into the apartment and grabs my wrist. I squeak and allow myself to be pulled from the couch. My pseudo-mother stops long enough for me and my pseudo-sister to put on our shoes before we're dragged away again. Anabelle walks at a brisk pace down the road, her eyes narrowed.

"What's wrong?" Leigh ventures to ask.

"Mustang… and Havoc…" Her slender fingers tighten around my wrist as she pulls me forward. Leigh and I glance at each other, something bad has happened.

We're lead into a hospital where soldiers salute Anabelle who pays them no mind, she's too determined at the moment. We trail behind her until she stops just outside a room. She squares her shoulders and walks in side, I enter a moment behind with Leigh at my side. Inside Mustang and a blond man are laying on identical hospital beds and another blond woman stands nearby in a blue uniform. Said woman salutes Anabelle who ignores her as well.

"What the hell?" My blond exclaims suddenly.

Mustang chuckles lightly, "And it's good to see you too Major Peters… Ah you brought Leigh and Avis, good to see you girls." I nod my head slowly.

"Mustang!" Anabelle slams her open palms down onto the bed sheet surrounding Mustang's body. "What the hell happened to the two of you?"

The blond man glances to Mustang, the black haired man just looks to his hands settled in his lap. "A… convict when into one of the labs we followed and it appears he had backup inside the lab." He says briefly. "I was hit in the stomach and Havoc in the back." My eyes dart to the blond man, his bright blue eyes meet mine and he frowns a little.

"I'm Jean Havoc." He pushes himself onto his elbows and smiles at me and Leigh.

"I'm Avis."

"And I'm Leigh."

"What interesting names." He smiles before lying back on the bed.

"Sir." The blond woman says in a curt tone. "You and Lt. Havoc need to rest."

"I'll be back." Anabelle glares. "I don't know what you've gotten yourselves into but I sure as hell hate the fact I'm not involved." Havoc swallows hard but he's the only one who gave a measurable reaction. "Let's go girls. I'm taking you out to lunch." Leigh cheers and I smile before giving a small wave to the three soldiers. Only Havoc waves back.

Anabelle takes us to a small restaurant and immediately starts grumbling about being left out, how stupid they were, and what idiots everyone was but her. I frown, I'm sure they had good reason, maybe the mission was too dangerous, they did come back injured. When the food arrives I'm taken back by how much food there is, Anabelle ordered a lot. And she eats a lot too. Plate after plate of food disappear. It's intriguing to watch where the food goes. Anabelle's the size of Leigh and I and I know I couldn't eat that much food if I wanted to.

"Alright, we're going to base for a moment, I need to pick up some papers." Anabelle pats her stomach as we walk down the street with full tummies.

"Are you sure it's allowed?" Leigh asks softly. This is a military base we're talking about.

"Nobody's going to ask questions." The blond huffs and stuffs her hands into her pockets. I get the feeling regardless of Anabelle's rank people respect her.

"What rank are you?"

"Major. All State Alchemists enter at the Major level." Anabelle pays no mind to us as she weaves through the crowds of people. Eventually we get to the large base and a foreboding feeling drops over my shoulders like a blanket, maybe since Greed wasn't exactly a perfect citizen I automatically fear the military? No that's not it. It's King Bradley. That mans frightens me. Even thinking about him makes me shudder. Still we walk through the doors, the lady behind the counter gives Leigh and I a long glance. "They're my step-sisters." Anabelle explains quickly as she leads us down the hallways.

All the halls and doors confuse me but I don't need to know where we're going. After numerous turns Anabelle enters a room that held a few men sitting at desks working. They all look up and greet her before glancing to me and my brunette sister. As hard as I tried I couldn't ignore them, their gazes were hateful, making me feel like we shouldn't be here. Some papers in hand Anabelle takes my wrist and pulls me out of the office with Leigh just behind. Halfway down a hallway two soldiers approach and stop the blond.

"Major Peters." One with black spiky hair says curtly as he glances at us. "This is for you." He extends a manila envelope which she takes and immediately opens.

"A warning?"

"Yes. A rogue Ishbalan we've named Scar is killing State Alchemists."

"So what? You want me to hide in my apartment until he's captured?"

"No, I want you to be aware of the man. He has an X-shaped scar on his forehead." The man points. "Don't do anything severe and draw attention to yourself." His eyes then dart to us, "And who are these young ladies?"

"Visitors." Anabelle says sharply before she excuses us and starts to storm away but her knee gave out and she fell. The men rush to her side but she brushes them off and says, "My leg just cramped up that's all." They believe the lie and leave her be. Anabelle gets to her feet and continues out of the building. I still think she needs to rest her leg and let it heal. "I can't believe this. Ishbalans… good for nothing son's of-" And she stars going off cursing out all Ishbalans.

Leigh and I glance at each other and frown. Daddy's words spring in my head, "Just because someone is different than you doesn't make them any better or any worse… doesn't matter what color their skin is, or their eyes, or their hair… everyone's human and we're all brothers and sisters." So I never thought twice about the way Greed looked, or Josh, or the people from Rush Valley, they're all just people trying to live. Why is Anabelle so against Ishbalans?

"Good for nothing father." She hisses under her breath before glancing up at Leigh and I, "You didn't hear that alright?" We glance to each other but nod anyways. "Good. Christ. Have to trust my secrets with two homeless girls."

"We're not homeless anymore." I point out.

"I could make you be." Her blue eyes shine with her threat.

"We won't tell anyone!" Leigh saves my skin just as we arrive at the apartment.

"Good. Now, teach me this game." Anabelle points to the board game we've been playing constantly. Leigh teaches her, I get confused on the rules myself. As they talk about the game I think, she cursed Ishbalans and her father in the same string of… oh that explains a lot. I take a glance at Anabelle from under my bangs, taking in her dark peach skin color that I'd originally thought was from a long time in the sun.

"Stop staring and join us." When the blond smiles it seems a little forced but I still sit down and join them in playing a game. What a band of misfits we are.

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A/N: If you hadn't noticed this follows FMA: Brotherhood, while the three OCs haven't played a big role in the main plot they will, I just don't want to add all the details into it at the moment. Also, since this does follow Brotherhood there will end up being spoilers, and probably soon, just warning for those of you who haven't watched the series.