In His Own World

Chapter 12

Broken Family Pt. 1

(A/N Geez…. I'm sorry I didn't make some of you happy about Lilly. I was asked earlier for her to be from the FMA world and be related to someone somehow and that was the best I could come up with. I'm sorry I couldn't please everyone again. But if it makes you all feel better she HAS NO LOVE INTREST IN EDWARD AND SHE NEVER DID AND NEVER WILL. So, if you all feared that was what was going to happen you were wrong. In fact I never said anything about her sticking around, did I?)

SOUNDS/sounds

Thoughts

Telepathy

"WHAT DID YOU DO," Forge yelled; looking at what was left of the artificial arm he had made Ed. "Not like you're going to tell me, you can't even talk. I thought it was just a few loose plates or something simple like that. You destroyed it!"

Ed was propped up in bed with Millie in the other bed beside him also propped up, looking at the irate Forge. They were just staring at him a mild shock. Ed got the feeling he was meeting the male version of Winry minus the wrench to his head. Forge pulled over a stand to set his bag of tools on it.

"It was worse," Millie spoke up. "I managed to get all of the motor functions back. So, that saved you a little time."

"And you are," Forge asked, finally realizing she was in the room.

"Name's Millie or Lilly I don't really care," She yawned, striating out her large light blue shirt. "So, you're the one that made Ed's auto-mail. That's VERY nice work. You really put a lot of work into making the joints as natural as possible."

"Um, Thanks," Forge said turning a light pink. "That's a nice set you have."

"Thanks, I made these myself," she said, wiggling her finger at him.

"Hello… I'm w-waiting," Ed mumbled, putting his busted arm in Forge's face. "You t-two can flirt l-later."

"You can talk," Forge blinked, taking Ed's arm out of his face. "When did you start talking?"

"Last night. N-now, do you m-mind," Ed huffed, waving the mechanical hand in his again.

"Oh, right," Forge said, opening his bag and pulled some the tools. "I'm going to have to remove it so; I can work on it better. What did you punch? A brick wall or Logan's face?"

"I heard that," Logan said, walking by the infirmary door and continued down the hall.

"OOOO," Ed sneered with a light chuckle as Forge gave him look and took off the mechanical arm without any warning or something to numb the pain. "EEEEEEEEEEYYYYYYYYOOOOOOOWWWWWWWW! HACK! COUGH! HACK!"

"Haha," Millie laughed sarcastically. "Serves you right, Edo!"

"HACK! I d-didn't ask for your COUGH! o-opinion," Ed chocked out, reaching for a glass of water.

"What was all that screaming," McCoy asked, hurrying into room, looking down at a paled Edward with tears in his eyes, guzzling down a glass of water. "On second thought maybe I don't want to know. How's the damage?"

"Thanks to her I don't have to do the motor work but all of the body work I'm going to remake," Forge moaned, careful not to knock anything thing loose. "He's going to be without an arm for at least a day. I should have it back by early morning. I'll try finding something even harder. But the harder the metal the heavier it becomes and that's the problem. I don't want to put any strain on him."

Ed gave him one hell of glare. Does not want to put any strain on him? Yeah, right! He just ripped his arm off without telling him. How is that not strain? Ed sighed, looking at the empty port for his auto-mail. It may be only a day but it was going to be a very long day. And he was getting fidgety without something to do. Not that he could really do anything. He was also too hurt to do much anyway and him with an arm missing made it even worse. Wait a minute!

"Lilly," Ed asked, as she looked over at him. "Let him see your auto-mail for a second."

"Why," they both asked.

"I was st-studying it. I noticed that only y-your hand, wrist and the outer p-part of your lower a-arm are coated in that cr-crystal," he said as she held up her arms.

"Yeah, that's for hand to hand fighting," she said, not really understanding what he was getting at. "This crystal is a relative of adamant or better known more as diamond today. But it is 5 times harder than average diamond and very heavy. Hence why I only have it thinly covering the steel plating. My hand and wrist are coated for punching and this part of my arm for blocking."

"And that w-will solve your problem of how t-to make it stronger and not weigh m-me down," Ed said with grin.

"However the crystal does take a long to grow and it's very costly if you do it by hand and it has a tenancy to blow up if cultured wrong," she added in. "It's best if you know--"

"IN ANYCASE m-maybe you can f-find a metal in pl-place of the crystal," Ed butted in before she said the word alchemy to the guy.

"I think that's possible," Forge nodded, still looking at Lilly's arms. "I'll see what I can find. I'll have it back as soon as possible. But to make the modification it will take me a few extra days to get the needed materials."

"Fine," Ed moaned as Forge started to pack back up.

"Will you stop fidgeting," Lilly snapped, glaring at Ed out of the corner of her right eye.

"I can't h-help it! I'm bored and I-I hate hospitals," Ed grumbled, kicking his legs up and down under the white sheets.

"Then get up and walk around! Do something," she growled, tugging at her unbound hair. "Just stop that fidgeting!"

"And wh-what am I going t-to do," he snorted. "I c-can't leave this r-room, remember?"

"Write something, draw, go to sleep! Something," she almost screamed, feeling a pain in her side. "Ugh! Just let me rest in peace!"

"Are you two fighting again," Hank asked, walking in with some new bandages for them.

"Sh-she started it!"

"I most certainly did not!"

"Alright, that's enough," Hank moaned. "I'm going to change your bandages. After that I'm going to take you both up to Xavier's office. Ed, your father is up there talking him."

"Oh," Ed breathed with distaste.

"He's not that bad of a man, Ed, you should give him a chance," Hank said as Ed tried to pull of his shirt only ending needing a little help.

"Wh-why should I," Ed huffed as McCoy pulled of the shirt and started to under the old bandages. "He n-never cared about Al and I in th-the first place. He didn't even b-bother to so much as t-to write back to us when m-mom passed away."

"He's trying to make it up to you," Hank sighed. "From what I hear he was the one that made you those prosthetics two years back just before you had that fight with him and ran off."

"So," Ed drawled.

"Give him a chance. Now this ointment will sting a little," Hank said, brushing Ed's loose hair out of the way, opening a spray can of disinfectant, and pushed down on the nozzle.

Ed let out a hissing sound from the pain. Hank quickly wrapped up the wounds again putting a clean shirt on him and handed Ed a pair of matching pants. Ed waited as McCoy started working on Millie's side. Why should he give his father a chance? He never really did anything for him. Other than save his life last night but other than that the man was never around to grow attached to.

"Let me help you into the wheelchair," Hank said, helping her up out of bed. "How's your side?"

"It hurts," she groaned, standing up and sat back down in the chair.

"C'mon, Edward," Hanks said as he stood up and walked beside them.

"You know you're dad was really sticking his neck out for you last night," Millie spoke up. "He shouldn't have been doing all that stuff."

"Hmph," he snorted.

"He's not well at all, Edo," she sighed.

"W-will stop saying my n-name in Japanese."

"I like the sound of it."

"I d-don't."

"Hohenheim is getting worse. His body is shutting down rapidly," she said in a cold voice. "He's been coughing and throwing up blood. He's dying, Edward. He's got about 4 months tops to live."

Ed started to slow down his pace considerably, falling behind them a ways before stopping completely just before they got to the elevator. He stood perfecting still staring down at his feet in a pair slippers. So, his father was determined to stay in that body until it literally rotted away. Hank stopped, bringing Lilly to a stop as well when they notice Ed was no long beside them.

"Edward, you coming," McCoy asked as Ed slowly started towards them but did not look up.

"Y-yeah," his voice was hushed.

"I'm serious, Ed," she started again. "If I can make amends with the very man that nearly killed me I think you can do the same for someone who abandoned you and your family. Al never gave up on him or you for that matter."

"You mean A-Alphonse is alive," Ed asked, looking up at her as they walked into the elevator and the door closed. "Was h-he well when you l-left?"

"Yes," she nodded as Ed's eyes widened. "He wanted to find a way to reach you but I got to you first. I'll explain the finer details later."

That was the first bit of real good news he had heard in a long time. Al was alive and well. He actually did it. He brought back his brother. Now he really wanted to go home to his real world. The bell rang in the small compartment as the door slid to the ground floor. It was the weekend now and it was lunchtime. Most everyone was in the dinning area getting his or her meals, leaving the area pretty much quiet and empty.

Hank ushered them down to Xavier's office and opened the door. Ed walked in first with Lilly and McCoy behind him. The door was then closed as Hank walked back out, leaving Millie and Ed with Xavier and Hohenheim.

Ed took a seat by his father in let out breath of annoyance as his father sighed. This was going to turn out well. Not. Ed had his lip drawn in a thin line as he looked down at the floor. He had pretty good guess what the conversation was about. Xavier cleared his throat to get to look at him but he would not.

"So, Edward, you got your voice back," Xavier said with a smile but Ed still did not look up.

"Gr-great," he drawled.

"Your father has told me about you," he sighed. "So, you're a Major in the military were you're from."

"L-lieutenant colonel."

"Oh," Xavier said as Hohenheim shrugged. "Sorry. Lieutenant Colonel—that's a pretty good rank. sigh… All right, Edward, I won't beat around the bush any longer. I know everything from you being an alchemist, being enrolled the Amestris military since age 12, and that you're from a parallel world. You're trying to get back, right?"

"Yes," he grunted.

"Why do it alone? We'll help you, your father, and Lilly get back," he said but Ed still would not look up. "Will you accept our help?"

"Edward," Hohenheim said sternly.

"Thank y-you," Ed said before turning to his father with a death glare. "TH-THERE YOU H-HAPPY—COUGH! HACK! HACK!"

"You shouldn't be yelling," the others sighed as Ed covered his mouth to muffle the harsh coughs.

"Maybe we should leave you two alone to sort out a few things," Xavier said, rolling back away from his desk. "Lilly, I can talk to you in library."

No sooner did the two leave the room there was a yelling match and a very colorful one at that. However Ed's voice was not holding up very well and soon his coughing returned full force. The two sighed and continued towards the library.

"I-I didn't HACK! n-need your damn help," Ed wheezed, rubbing his throat.

"Ed, I just want to get you back home," Hohenheim said, rubbing the bridge of his nose. "So, just listen to me for once!"

"Why sh-should I," Ed huffed, standing up in stomping his foot on the ground, glaring at the man next to him. "How c-could I listen to s-someone who never w-was around? You can't j-just show up one day and th-think everything w-will be just f-fine!"

"I didn't—"

"Shut up, you bastard! D-do you have any idea wh-what I've been th-through? Al a-and I watched M-Mom die! That was th-the time we needed y-you the most but you n-never fucking showed! W-we needed a father b-but you weren't th-there to raise us! So, d-don't start acting l-like you damn care! I-it's far too late f-for that shit! As far I-I'm concerned you're n-nothing more th-than a damn STRANGER to m-me!"

SLAAAAAP!

Ed's face was now aimed at the door with large red mark on his left cheek. His eyes were wide with shock but his eyebrows were drawn closed together in anger. He slowly turned his head back around to his father's irate face. Not even when he was little did his father ever strike him.

"You shut up and listen, Edward," Hohenheim's voice was cold and stern. "You know why I left. You've known since two years ago. My body is decaying and I didn't want you, Al, or your mother to know about it. I'm sorry I wasn't there for you and know you're a full-grown man now and able to live on your own but I still want to have a family. I want to make it up to you and be the father I never was!"

"A f-family and father you s-say," Ed bit out, rubbing his cheek. "Every family y-you ever had a-always ended in d-disarray. I r-really know who E-Envy is! He's your s-son from your f-former marriage with D-Dante! Envy told himself! You a-abandoned him! Y-your real son died s-so you tried to bring h-him back but i-instead you created th-that damn h-homunculus! You couldn't h-handle the fact that the b-being you created w-was nothing like th-the fucking original so, you left h-him! You left him l-like you did us! Our h-hatred of you, OUR F-FATHER, is the th-thing we hold in c-common!"

"Well, then if you really hate me that much, Edward," Hohenheim snapped, glaring at his son. "Then why don't you kill me! You would be doing Envy and you both a favor by getting rid of me! So, why not kill me?"

"Kill y-you," Ed said his eyes narrowing. "I much I-I would love to s-see you six f-feet under I lack the w-will power to take a h-human life. I've seen too m-much killing wh-while in the military! Th-the only life I ever t-took was by accident wh-when I was 11 years o-old. Majhal was h-his name and what's w-worse was he said he h-had even spoken w-with you before. W-we found out h-he was using local g-girls to do soul a-attachment to trying and re-recreate his old love h-he thought was d-died 20 years ago, using l-life-size manikins for th-the bodies. We tried t-to tell him that the old w-woman he had made fr-friends with was her b-but he would not listen t-to reason so, he a-attacked me. I fought b-back and tuned his o-own sword on him. B-but purposely taking l-life is something I c-could never do. N-not even to some o-one as foul as y-you!"

(A/N Sorry it took me a while to get this story up. Again Lilly is really having that big of a part. Her job is to find Edward and bring him back nothing more.)

Millie M. Banshee

A/N: Since we're getting closer to where new chapters written by me will be coming out, I thought I'd tell you my ideas about posting new chapters.

I'll probably post a new chapter every two weeks or so. It might be longer occasionally due to things beyond my control. For instance, my grandmother is about to get knee-replacement surgery and might be getting pacemaker surgery. If something happens and I'm not home for a while I won't get the chance to write or post. Other things, such as me interning at my local Vet's office and AP school work, will delay posting by maybe a day or more.

I'm really sorry if I do happen to miss a day posting, there's just so much I found out in the last couple days that are going to be affecting my writing. I'm sorry for any inconvenience.

Once again, this story is adopted from Millie M. Banshee.

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