Im so sorry I disappeared my lovelies, I overestimated my abilities to do AP, IB, physical therapy, prep for college, work, and write fanfiction. I mean, who knew that something would have to go in order to pass my classes? But yeah, in college now…my time is getting eaten up.. the life of a science major is not an easy one… but yeah, I never wrote down how I wanted this story to go, I completely forgot where I was going with this, so im going to wing it. Hope you can appreciate my attempt at wanting to please you all and give you a proper ending!

That night I dreamt of darkness. It was all around me, nobody where I went, or how long I was there, that was all that I could see. There were others, I could feel their hunger, their frustration, their lust for what they didn't have. This was where I was from, I knew I was not normal, that I wasn't like everyone else, and as these memories of a place long forgotten returned, tidbits of memories, faded like old film were popping up. When mothers garden was dying, I cried because it meant we wouldn't eat, but as I fell and pounded my fists into the soil, the garden grew, and our tomatoes ripened before my eyes. The image was grainy, and felt surreal, but I knew it was true, that I had happened. I was sure there were more, but I was drained, emotionally, mentally, and physically.

I woke to the sun pouring in from the windows, there were no clouds in the sky so the light was unfiltered. I groaned, feeling pain shoot through my back to my neck as I shifted, trying to shield my eyes from the light. i forced myself up into a seated position, and vaguely recognized the form of my mother laying across my bed. I hadn't realized she never left last night, and I thought briefly of the pain in her eyes as she couldn't explain to me where I had come from. But I knew my father, there was no way he didn't know more. He was a naturally suspicious person, much like me, he wouldn't accept a child with strange eyes from strange people for nothing, especially when he could barely support him my mother and my sister. He had to know, and at this moment, that was the only thing that I was actually certain of. I could feel it in my bones, either that or I was more injured than I thought, but I was quite certain my intuition was leading me in the right direction.

I pushed myself off of the bed, cringing when my feet hit the cold floor, crossed over to my wardrobe and pulled out a purple shift dress that hit a few inches above the knee. I slowly slid out of my nightie and dressed myself, almost forgoing my heels nearly opting for my sheepskin slippers, but even in this time of desperation and depression, I couldn't put down my guard. Today wa going to be a difficult day, and I when I was properly dressed and prepared, I felt powerful, invincible, like I could take on anything, despite what I was facing. I slipped into my black patent leather kitten heels, and wore a simple silver chain with a black pearl pendant hanging from it. I combed my hair, cleaned my face, not bothering with makeup. I didn't need it today, makeup softened my features, which when left alone were striking and could pierce into somebodies soul. I needed that today, I needed answers, and I would use all of my assets to get them.

I looked back over to my mother, sleeping soundly, breathing evenly and safe from the world. In a moment of compassion I pulled a sheet over her, and drew the curtains closed. In those few moments, I saw just how tired my mother really was. Her skin was sallow, and her arms were frail, she had been so strong all these years, I had grown to look at her with disdain, hating her for drawing away from me. But who could blame her? I wasn't her child, she owed nothing to me. She was probably afraid, intimidated by me just like everybody else was in this city.

I left my room, quietly closing the door behind me, and headed to where I knew my father would be. His study was on the opposite end of the hall, directly across from mine. When I got there, the door was open, and I leaned against the frame, looking in. the room was decorated in shades of dark green, all the fixtures were a dark oak. And there at his desk, glasses on and hair neatly combed was my father.

He looked up as I knocked quietly on the door, and smiled happily at me, gesturing for me to sit down.

"Well you are up early Vanessa, I dare say this is the earliest I have ever seen you up since we have been in central." He said calmly, leaning back into his chair as I gingerly sat down on the couch adjacent to his desk against the wall.

"dad, I know the truth. Im not really your daughter, you got me from somewhere, and I need to know the truth. Things have been happening, and I need answers. I cant go around thinking I have nothing to do with josephs research, that there isn't a reason the homunculi captured me in the first place. I have a hard time believing theyd take me just to get some information from a few military lab rats." I said all of this calmly, though it all blurted out before I had a chance to think. I had hoped to ease into it, to relish this time with my father before everything came crashing down around me, but I couldn't hold it in. it wasn't me, I was direct, and when I wanted answers I went out and I got them.

My fathers smile fell, and was replaced with a frown, and in that instant, he depicted a man truly regretful, remorseful for a lifetime of lying.

"I had a feeling this day would happen at some point, but I admit, I had forgotten that you were ever brought to us. But hear this, even if you were not of your mother and I, you are our daughter, and we are your parents. We love you, although at first I regretfully say I didn't think id ever love you. As a baby, there was a darkness about you. Everything you touched changed. We gave you hand me down toys that had belonged to Brittany, and in a flash of light they would be something different. We thought it was magic. But the men who brought you to us, they explained it was more complex that that. It was alchemy. These men were from the military, some section that Ive never heard of, I know that they were directed by a man known as the sewing life alchemist at the time. I don't quite understand what they were doing or why when you were created, but from what I understand, there is a gate. From it comes the energy where all alchemy is made possible, there were rumors that people who had been through the gate could perform miracles, perform alchemy without a circle. They thought from what I understand, that if they got an entity directly from the other side, they could create a being that could avoid all the laws of, oh what was it, ah, equivalent exchange. That by using you, instead of some rock they kept rambling about, that they could create say, gold from grass, or bring people to life, but it didn't work. As a baby you could transmute things, but even you weren't able to break the rules. The men who brought you to us, were supposed to kill you. But I suppose they had a change of heart, and couldn't bring themselves to do it, and they brought you to us, away from the city, hoping you could grow up, live a normal life, and they could move on from this failed experiment. That's all I know, it may not be the whole truth, but it's my truth. I hope you can forgive your mother and I for lying to you all these years. we had hoped that you would be a normal happy child. You were happy, but you were never normal. Even as a small girl, you were extremely intelligent, easily bored, and you could sway anyone with a few words, or a meaningful stare. But I love you, and because of you, we are here, we are powerful, and happy." And with that, he sighed, and leaned forward with his hands clasped in his lap, eyes staring at me, with too much emotion to read.

I sat there, processing, I knew that what he said was right, i knew If I focused, I could recall memories of my childhood, of my being an infant. Being not of this earth, I wasn't bound by the rules here. My brain was developed enough to remember everything. Would Roy know anything of this? No, he couldn't, he was only a few years older than me, maybe 6? Even if he were 10 years older than me he wouldn't have been involved with the military at that time. Although there was the possibility that there were files documenting the experiment and he as well as others may be aware of my existence. But, if the men were told to dispose of me, that would have been in the records too and nobody would know I was alive, and my eyes were now blue, not purple. Roy couldn't know, but how did envy know, that was more dangerous. I didn't know what to think of all of this, but then I thought, why wasn't I able to do alchemy any more? There had been a time when I was a teenager and we first moved here, I saw state alchemists perform alchemy, and I wanted to learn it. I drew circles, I tried without them, I wasn't able. Perhaps the ability left me, from what I remember, I was a bodiless soul, placed into the body of an infant. Perhaps my soul bonded with the soul of the child and as time went on and I developed and grew, I 'outgrew' my ability to perform alchemy. Even to the point that a circle wouldn't help me.

"Vanessa? Are you alright?"

"Yes father, I'm fine, just taken aback I suppose. That was a lot to take in. are you sure you don't remember anything else?" I pleaded, surprised at how collected I was.

"I don't believe so. Well, after those men left us, a woman came by, she was interested in you, I thought she had been part of the team, and wanted to take you back. But she gave us some stones, and told us that if you were to survive, you had to eat them. So we gave them to you. Your eyes changed color, and you changed. You ahd been a very calm, inactive child. Suddenly, it was like you were a typical baby, and you started growing and crying and just became, normal. But I'm afraid that's all that I can remember love."

"thankyou daddy. I need to go think." I murmured as I stood to leave.

"Vanessa, please know I do love you, you are my daughter, and nothing will ever change that.:

"I know dad. I know."

And with that I walked out, and found myself speeding towards the door, and out the house onto the sidewalk in the direction of the park. I remembered when we first moved here, I spent a lot of time in the park. Thinking, planning, adjusting. Before I knew it I was deep in the park, sitting on a bench, staring into space.

Everything made sense, but I felt, the same. I didn't feel any different, I had thought that once I knew everything, had answers, I would feel something. But nothing changed, I was still a wealthy heiress living in central, dating Roy mustang, for real or for pretend I still wasn't sure, and I was still me. Nothing was different, and for some reason, that bothered me.

"never thought you were the kind to sit around and enjoy nature." Said a voice to my right.

I looked over and saw the fullmetal alchemist sitting next to me, looking ahead into the distance.

"theres a lot you wouldn't think id do. Or think. But you don't know me kid, sorry to mess with your preconceived ideas about me." I said back, reclining onto the bench.

"jeez, I was just making small talk, no need to bite my head off."

"well at the ball you made it very clear you didn't like me, you had a made a judgement, I assumed you were sticking with it."

"sorry about that, I was in a shitty mood after Mustang made me go to that stupid thing."

I looked over to see if he was lying, but he had an earnest half smile, and I felt myself smile back at him.

"why did he make you go?"

"something about needing to make appearances, show me off to the superiors, get funding so I could work on my research." He said with a groan.

"that makes sense." I wondered what his research was, but I didn't feel it was my business.

"you look lost." He said, finally looking at me seriously.

"I am lost im afraid." I said, shocking myself. Why was I talking to this kid? Was I honestly about to spill my guts to him? Well, after all the rumors about him, maybe he would be able to give me more answers about where I came from.

"anything I can help you with? Is it mustang? Cause I can take care of him for ya." He said with a lopsided grin.

I smiled in return, appreciating that somebody who barely knew me, actually cared about me and my feelings.

"its alright fullmetal, nothing I cant handle."

"you can call me Edward, Im afraid ive gotta go, I hope you find your way." And with that, he headed off, and a small part of me felt lighter. I wasn't alone, I wasn't different, I could go on with life the way I had planned.

ENVYS POV

I saw the fullmetal brat walk away, and watched a smile grow on my pets face. This wasn't making sense, she should be devastated, paranoid, angry, why was she so calm? Humans, even if they were only part human, were so strange. But I couldn't stay here, I had things to attend to. Lust was in the area, and tonight she would make her move.

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