Wow, it's been a while, huh? Sorry. Anyway, this is continuing on with the fight scene, then a little bit of aftermath. Josh's POV, then epilogue in Venge's POV.

And by the way: One of the reviewers was a bit confused about the last chapter, so just in case anyone else is too, here's a few things to clear up;
Venge recognized Josh the moment she saw him because she remembers him from her past. Granted, her memory is vague, and she doesn't remember her 'friends' too well, but she remembers Josh's face and that's about it.
Ed had a good reason for comparing Venge to Envy: they're both stringy and flat-chested, and they fight like breakdancers, and they both act crazy. Plus...the outfit. Not exact, but the outfits look pretty similar.
Yesh, we have now seen Vengeance at her worst. Crazy, splodey, violent...and out for blood! Hey, what did you expect? She is the bad guy!

"Ow," she said flatly. "It hurts when you hit me like that," She grabbed the sleeve of his coat, which started to smoke...until it caught on fire!

"What the hell?" Ed cried, jerking away from her and plunging his arm into the snow.

"Pretty sweet, huh Fullmetal?" she said proudly, displaying a glowing, steaming red hand. "I call it my Ultimate Heat,"

She turned back to look at me. "Of course, I wanted to try it on you, but shorty here wants to-"

Ed slammed her skull with the heel of his left foot. "DON'T CALL ME SHORT, DAMN YOU!"

"Okay, okay, I get it," she said weakly, spitting out some blood. "You don't like being called short,"

"When the hell were you gonna get the hint?"

"Sheesh, can't even take a joke," she said, brushing herself off. "Are we fighting or what? Let's just quit the chit-chat and bash each other's brains in already,"

She bearly managed to finish her sentence when a massive column of rock shot out of the ground, tossing her like a ragdoll.

"Wow Ed, that was awesome!" I said. "Not bad for a little -"

Before I could finish, I was sent flying as a mass of cobblestone hit me in the gut.

"Dammit, don't call me little!"

"Ed!" Raven cried. "You could've killed him!"

"It's cool. I'm okay," I reassured her*.

"Hey Joshie, why don't you join in the fun," the homunculus called out, before spitting out some gravel.

"Okay," I said, eager to show off. "Here comes a fist!"

She bearly dodged the attack, jumping into the air to land on one hand, then pushing off to land back on her feet again. Then she looked around at each of us as if we were supposed to applaud her or something.

"What? Aren't you impressed?" she asked. "I learned that move a week ago and it's the first time I've managed it without screwing up,"

Ed, Al and I looked at each other, not sure what to say. She actually looked a little annoyed, to tell you the truth, but I had to admit, it was pretty cool.

"Okay then," she sighed. "Tough crowd, huh? Fine," she started doing some fancy cartwheel thing, first landing on her hands, then her feet, then her hands again, like something out of Tomb Raider, only with breakdancing. She was doing just fine until she slipped and fell on her face.

I sent up massive hunks of rock after her, but she was dodging them pretty well. That is, until she fell over (again) and got a face full of earth.

"Wasn't that cool?" I asked, shooting up a mass of rocks from underneath me to move closer (since I couldn't walk).

"I slipped," she growled, spitting out some rocks.

"Still, that was pretty sweet!"

Ed facepalmed. "You idiot! You're not supposed to be cheering for her! She's trying to kill you!"

"No, not kill him," she said smugly. "Just torture him as payment for making me a homunculus,"

"For making you a homunculus?"

"Wow, you and the chick over there," she said, shaking her head. "She's blind, you're deaf, no wonder you two are a couple,"

"We are not a couple!" I insisted as I shot an arsenal of cobblestones hurling at her. Before I knew it, there was a pile of rocks completely covering her. Until she busted out with a fiery explosion.

"Does anyone take into consideration the fact that I can still feel pain?" she demanded as she reassembled herself. "This s*** hurts you know!"

"Seriously, that is so cool to watch!" I said. She glared at me menacingly.

"So is that why you created me? Because watching me regenerate and get torn up gives you some kind of sick thrill?"

"What?" I was confused. Why did she keep asking me these questions?

"Give me an answer Rock Boy!" she demanded.

"I seriously don't know what you're talking about," I said.

She sighed. "Okay then," she scratched her head, dismayed. Then she looked back up at me, her mood instantly changed to rage. "Then I guess I'll just have to beat the answer out of you!" She lunged toward me with a quick jump, repeating the hand-foot-hand landing style from last time...except she missed her hand and got her face instead. "Damn," I heard her mumble.

"I don't get why you keep falling over," I said.

"Shut up!" she snapped. "My balance isn't all that great! So what?"

"You don't look like the kind of person who'd keep falling over like you do," I said, observing her skinny frame. "In fact, you're not top heavy at all,"

It was supposed to be a compliment (sorta), but she took it the wrong way. "You...have just taken your first steps into Hell!" she screeched. The next thing I knew, she was on top of me, slamming me with punches. Punches on fire, that is.

"Why the hell is it even important to you, huh?" she hissed as she got up. "Is that all that matters in your mind?" She kicked me in the ribs. "Speak up, baka!"

"I...I...I'm sorry!" I managed to say. "I...didn't know...realize...it made you...made you..."

"You're the one who created me! It's you're fault I don't have much!" after a series of kicks to my ribcage, she squatted down beside me and whispered in my ear, "Do you remember?"

"Remember what?"

"October 31st. It was cold, raining...I could barely see a thing, and all I smelled was blood. I heard you moaning and crying for help, dragging yourself away from me,"

It was all coming back to me now. That thing, that creature with the gooey white eyes and mismatched limbs...legs where legs were never supposed to be...was this girl that same...thing...I created?

"Well, do you remember?" she sneered.

"It was...you?"

"We have a winner!" she mockingly applauded. "So tell me, Josh, why did you do it?"

I couldn't believe it. Now that I could get a better look, I could see it better; her hair was much darker, and her eyes were yellow-green instead of hazel, but she had the same face, the same build...the same not-boobs...it was really her. No, it can't be. She wouldn't be like this! She wouldn't act like some freakin' psycho and want to hurt me! And she'd never treat Raven - her best friend since kindergarten - the way this girl did just now! She's lying...it's gotta be a trick.

"You can't be her," I finally said out loud. "There's no way you can be Julia!"

"Believe it, I am her!" she snapped. "And I'm pretty damn pissed off at the way you ressurrect me as some mangled mashup from hell and then leave me to die in some dump of a building," She grabbed both my wrists and began burning them. "Ever since you left, I've been the personal punching bag of my asshole sensei, treated like crap by my so-called equals, and going insane from the red stones that I owe my life to!"

"ARGH! STOP!" I screamed. "Please!"

"That's enough!" Alphonse stepped in, picking up the homunculus by the wrist. Instantly she started screaming, not angry this time, but...scared.

"Please! Stop! Put me down! Please!" she shreiked.

That's when I realized she was telling the truth. "Oh my God," I gasped. I looked over at Raven, who couldn't believe what she was seeing. When Alphonse finally put her down, she breathed heavily, shaking, almost in tears.

"Julia," I said, almost in a whisper. She only looked up at me with eyes full of hate. Full of vengeance.

"It's all your fault," she hissed in a low voice, before passing out on the ground.

"So where did you take her?" I asked Ed.

"She's been taken into the Furher's custody," he answered. "I don't know how true what she said was, when she told you she was your friend,"

"She wasn't lying," said Raven. "Ju would always have that reaction to being picked up by the wrist. It was from an incident when she was little..." she started to tear up.

"So this friend of yours died, and then you tried to bring her back?" asked Ed.

"Uh huh," I said, looking at my fee...foot. "It didn't work. I just lost my leg and got some freaky monster thing," That's when, surprisingly, I started to cry. "I crossed the Gate with her...and then she wasn't breathing...when we reached the other side," It was so weird to me...I usually didn't tear up over things like this. It's not that I never cried, I just...never did it all that much.

"Josh," said Raven. "It's okay,"

"No Rae, I turned my best friend into a monster! How is that okay?" I snapped. I was frustrated - my wrists were bandaged up in wraps from when she burned them - when Julia burned them - and she was probably coming back for more. I screwed up, and I was upset. Raven almost died, and so did I. Then again, she said she didn't want to kill me; only make me wish I was dead. I just wondered when she'd be coming back for the next attack.

"Josh," said Raven, putting a hand on my shoulder. "It's okay to cry,"

For some reason, her saying that made a stream of tears burst out. "I...I..I know, Rae," I stuttered.

Epilogue:

I woke up in an office, my hands and feet bound with some kind of metal cord. Where was I and how did I get here? I thought. I tried to recall...the boy, that thick-skulled bastard who created me...the fight we had...the girl stabbing me in the chest...with notecards! It all sunk in. Okay, I thought, I remember that, but how did I end up here?

"So you're the homunculus Vengeance? The one with thermokinetic abilities, am I right?"

"Huh?" I looked up. "Who are you?"

To be continued...

*Note: Technically, he would've been killed in the real world. So please, don't try this at home, kiddies.

Oh boy...so things have stopped being funny (mostly) at this point. I wanted to mention the cat, but I couldn't find a place to stick it in this chapter. Anyway, please review, and I promise I'll come back with cookies!
Josh: But where's the kitty?
Raven: What do you mean by "couldn't find a place to stick it in this chapter"?
Josh: It's not 'it'; it's a 'he'!