'Ello, I'm back! Yes, I see some of you have noticed that new story on my profile "Multiverse Games" Check that out if you're into crossovers or my stories in general. There are a few other authors involved in the story too, some from FFN, some from here. Give them some love please! God knows they deserve it for being such awesome writers! Anywhosals, I bet you're all super excited to read this next chapter, seeing as the Hughes' are going to be involved! Hope it's everything you dreamed it'd be and more! ;)

Last time on Worlds Apart:

Lisa and the Elrics made their way to Central in hopes of finding out more about the Philosopher's Stone. Little do the boys know that Lisa already knows what will happen…. to an extent. Will she be able to keep from spilling the beans, or will she slip up in a way only Lisa knows how to? Will this story ever remain completely on the story line? Will I ever answer any of these questions? Will I ever stop asking them?! Stay tuned to find out! :D

-PIP-

Hughes turns to Ed and Al, his hand still resting upon my head. "So, are you all staying here while you're waiting on that stuff from the library?" he asks them, grinning from ear to ear. I turn to Ed, puppy eyes on. "Oh please Ed! Mrs. Gracia already said we could!" Ed glances at Al. If he could, I know he'd be smiling. Ed sighs. "I guess so…" "Yes!" I hug him really fast before stealing Elyisia from Hughes and spinning her around. "Hear that Elyisia?! He said yes!" Elyisia cheers and hugs me. I glance back at the guys to see Hughes laughing and Ed watching me with the most bewildered expression ever! 'The expressions these people have!' I laugh before setting Elyisia down, who proceeds to drag me upstairs."You can share my room!" she shouts. "Dinner will be ready soon!" Gracia calls upstairs. "Ok!" We call back, giggling like a couple of idiots. "Don't do anything stupid!" calls Ed. I glare downstairs, not caring that he can't see me anyways. "Shut up Ed!" I slam the door behind me and Elyisia, just to annoy him. "No slamming doors!" Gracia says. I peek the door open, grinning sheepishly. "Sorry!" I close the door and slip back in the room. Elyisia clambers up on her bed and bounces where she sits. "So, you and big brothers Ed and Al are gonna stay here?" I grin and nod. "Yup-a-dee-doo-dah!" I plop down next to her. She grins up at me eagerly. "Tell me more about where you came from!" She demands adorably. I sigh and lay back on the bed, stroking my chin. "Hmmm, well let's see…" Elyisia flops down next to me. "Where do I even start?"

-PIP-

I sigh and pat Elyisia's head. "Pretty cool, right?" Her eyes sparkle with wonder as she gazes upon what was once her bedroom ceiling, nodding. "Cool." she repeats breathlessly. I grin as we both observe the star-filled sky. I had told her about some stuff, like what a tv was, showed her a few board games, even played some music. Now I've switched her boring old white wash ceiling with a mini planetarium. I'm going to teach her some constellations, like Orion, the Big and Little Dipper, and any others that might pop into my head.

*Knock Knock*

"Hey you two!" Maes says, opening the door. I immediately snap, shutting off the star system. "Howdy." I reply casually, Elyisia glancing between me and the roof, confusion all over her face. "Time for dinner!" He says sing-songily. I grin and sit up, "C'mon pigtails!" I flip one of her pigtails. She giggles and jumps on my back. "Piggyback! Piggyback!" She laughs. I bounce her slightly and jump up. "Alright, you asked for it!" I tease. Maes grins and steps to the side as I fly down the stairs, bouncing Elyisia the whole way down. "Whee!" I cheer as we spin into the kitchen. No, we're literally spinning. No joke.

I almost slip but recover without missing a beat. Elyisia squeaks in surprise as I throw one arm up dramatically. "We're good!" I laugh at Ed's 'I swear to god you are fucking mental' face. I lift Elyisia over my head and lower her into her chair before plopping down in the seat between her and Ed. "What the heck were you doing up there?" He asks. I turn to Elyisia, both of us grinning. "Nothing!" We chorus, giggling. Gracia smiles and shakes her head. "You girls are so strange." She says. Maes laughs as he sits down. "Yeah, well we like strange 'round these parts." He says, using an overly drawn western accent. Gracia and I roll our eyes. "Food time?" asks Elyisia. Gracia sets down, literally, the most delicious thing I have seen in years. Homemade mac 'n cheese with crumbled cheese crackers on top. Ed looks at it, confused, as I struggle not to drool at the sight of the golden brown crackers atop oozing cheesey goodness.

"What is this?"

Ed asks and it literally takes everything I have to not slap him. I turn to him with a look of shock, disgust, and surprise. "How could you not know what this deliciousness is?!" He raises an eyebrow. Another look I assume I'm going to get quite often. "THIS! THIS, my short blonde friend, is Mac 'n Cheese!" I hook my arm over his shoulders before he can break out into a rant. "Listen up, 'cause you're 'bout to edjumacted." (ed-ja-muh-ca-ted. I ALSO COPYRIGHT THAT WORD….. ACTUALLY MY DAD DOES BUT THAT DOESN'T MATTER) He looks at me, that oh-so familiar weirded out look back on his face. "Ed-ja-ma-what?!" "Edjumacated. I'll explain later. For now, I have to explain the amazing-ness that is, mac 'n cheese." I hear the others laughing at me. What they don't realize is that I'm being really serious about this, 'cause I frigging LOVE mac 'n cheese. It's like… THE. BEST. FOOD. ON. THE. PLANET!

"Ya see Ed, mac 'n cheese is known, back at my home, as America's comfort food. The first thing a little kid learns to cook is mac 'n cheese out of the box. Not as good as the homemade stuffs, but still pretty good." I take a scoop of the stuff, letting it drip some of that ooey-gooey cheese. "You see that? How the cheese is just melted enough that it drips, but not enough that it's a liquid? THAT is how it's supposed to be." I put some on my plate and then some on Ed's. "But the cheese isn't all you need. Oh no! If you want REAL mac 'n cheese, ya gotta have some crunchy-ness to it. Toast cheese crackers to just the right bit. Where you get that beautiful golden brown color." I pick up some of the noodles on a fork. "You gotta balance the soft and gooey cheese with the crunch of the toasted cheese crackers." I take a bite, savoring the taste of it. "I must say Mrs. Gracia, this is so good, it's on par with my dad's homemade mac." I smile. Then, realizing what I just said, my eyes widen and I wave my hands in front of my face frantically. "DO NOT let him know I said that!" I say, worried what my dad might say about something like that. Gracia and Hughes laugh. "Of course."

I've always known my dad to be the best cook in the world. That's just how my dad is and always will be. I love my dad. He makes weird recipes sometimes, mostly because he watches Food Network alot, but sometimes he makes something that could very likely classify as the most delicious thing on the planet. If he ever heard me say something was BETTER than his food, I'd be dead. The best foods I've ever had outside of my dad's cooking are never as good as his. It's always just been a fact of my life since I was little. To say something was BETTER than his was horrible and an impossible thought for me and my siblings.

I turn back to Ed. "You have not LIVED until you've had some homemade mac 'n cheese." He glares at me. "...Fine." I grin as he pokes the noodley goodness on his plate. He takes a deep breath and pops the dish in his mouth. His eyes widen in surprise as he chews. He swallows and grins. "That.. is amazing!" He then gobbles up what's left on his plate before asking (begging) Mrs. Gracia for more. I grin. 'I've done my good deed for the day.'

The rest of dinner flew by, Gracia asking how long we were going to be staying in Central, Maes asking if the guys needed a ride to see Sheska, me begging Gracia if I could baby-sit Elyisia, things like that. It was, overall, a very good way to end the day.

'Evil deed time.' "Oh, and Ed?" He looks up from trying to stuff more noodles in his mouth. I stand up and walk to the sink to place my dishes in.

" You know cheese is made from milk?"

-PIP-

I help Elyisia change into her pj's while Maes pulls out the extra bed that's attached to Elyisia's bed. I've changed from my day clothes, a t-shirt and jeans, to a nighty, of sorts… I'm now wearing a large, baggy, t-shirt and some baggy cotton short shorts.

You might be wondering what happened when I told Ed what cheese was made of. He flipped out and chased me around the house till I ran into the bathroom and locked the door. Of course, he immediately transmuted the door. What he didn't expect was the fact that I had teleported behind him. I pushed him into the bathroom and locked the door, turning it into vibranium. He had no clue what it was made of so he freaked out and try to blow a hole in the wall. LOL. The whole bathroom was vibranium now.

Al had to come upstairs and make me open the door. I turned the room back to normal and then helped Gracia with dishes while the guys talked with Maes in the living room. It was actually alot of fun.

Anyways, it's almost 9:00 at night and Elyisia is falling asleep on her feet. I scoop her up and set her down on her bed. As I attempt to get comfortable on the cot thingy without breaking it, Maes plants a kiss on Elyisia's head and ruffles my hair. "Goodnight." He says as he leaves the room. "Night Maes." I say as I snuggle into the blanket. Maes shuts the door, leaving us in darkness, the only light coming from the moonlight streaming softly in the window.

"Big Sister?" comes Elyisia's sleepy voice. I sit up, worried she might be scared.

"Something wrong?" I ask, She's sitting up in her bed, her eyes half closed, holding a blanket near her her shoulder. "It's dark. Can you make a light?" I think for a minute before smiling and nodding. I clamber out of bed and draw the curtains close. "It's getting darker." she complains. I nod. "I know, just give me a second. We can't have anyone see this surprise" I sit on the edge of her bed, one hand posed and ready to snap. "How's this?" I ask. I snap and her ceiling is, once again, transformed into a glowing starry night sky. She looks up at the sky with an amazed "Ooooo." I smile and pat her head. "Better?" She nods. "Yup." I turn to plop back on my bed when her tiny arms wrap around my waist. "You're the best Big Sister ever." She mumbles sleepily. I blink in surprise before smiling and hugging her back. "Night lil' sis." I say. "Nighty night." She says and snuggles back into her pillow. I plop back onto my bed, smiling at the little girl's sleeping form. I lean up and place a little kiss on her forehead. "I'll be the best big sister I can." I slip back under my cover, folding my arms behind my head. "I promise…"

-PIP-

For the next three days, the guys and I hung out at the Hughes'. Ed and Al did alot of sparring in the park when Mrs. Gracia allowed us to take Elyisia there. The guys, mostly Al, would get groceries when Mrs. Gracia asked them to. I did alot of baby-sitting. Me and Elyisia played with dolls, played dress-up, and she'd listen to me babble on about some of the stuff I've seen and done. From my home world's technology, to what a mobian was, to how a summon a dragon, to how to play duel monsters. Ed and Al would sometimes sit by and listen in. Ed was mostly interested into how capsules worked and the difference between a mobian and a chimera. Al just wants to know more about mobians in general.I knew alot about that, though, not enough to answer all of Ed's questions.

After those three days, Sheska called the house to tell Ed and Al to come to her military bunk, seeing as Maes hired her the day the guys met her, to get Marcoh's notes. I thought about staying behind, but I want to meet Sheska. Plus, I wanna help in figuring out Marcoh's notes. I'm not a genius like the guys, but I might be able to help… somehow…

-PIP- (FYI: I was tempted to stop here, but I love you guys too much.)

"Here we are kiddos!" Hughes says as he opens the door to Central HQ. Regardless of the fact that I was here about a week ago, the sheer size of this place still amazes me. We say goodbye to the lieutenant colonel as he heads to his office and we head to the bunkers. Just as Maes leaves, we run into Ross and Brosh, who insist on escorting us to Sheska's. On the way there, I bother Ed about popping in on Mustang, but he's all "I don't want to talk to that bastard." "Fine. Can I go bother Colonel Mustang?" "If you can find his office." He smirks, thinking he's got me stumped. I grumble and continue following, as I know where Mustang's office is, but I don't know where Sheska's place is. I could always teleport, but that would freak them out. Now that I think about it, most of my powers would freak them out. I hope Truth didn't take all of them.

Arriving at Sheska's place, Al knocks. When she opens the door, she gestures us all inside. "I've got it all done, just like you asked!" She leads us to what I assume was once her living room. Her table is covered with books. Ross, Brosh and I gape at the books in surprise. Ross picks one up. "This is alot of books." She reads the title. "101 ways to make fudge?!" (I forgot what she actually said, I'm too lazy to watch the episode over to find out, and I'm craving fudge soooo… this) I immediately snatch the book from her and skim through it. "These sound really good!" Ed snatches the book from me while reading another one. "Hey!" I spin around to glare at him. "I was reading that!" "These aren't just cook books. Alchemist sometimes code their notes into things like this." As he and Al start to speculate on what certain ingredients mean alchemically, I steal the fudge book again and jolt down a handful of recipes. "Alchemy-smalcemy. I wanna try this out." I mutter.

Nearly ten minutes later, we all walk out carrying armfuls of books. "Thanks again Sheska!" Al calls behind us, seeing as Ed is absorbed in his book. Like, he's so absorbed that Al has to take my books so I can steer the blonde midget. He almost ran into 3 walls and 8 people. As we walk to the public library that has agreed to letting us use their books to decode Marcoh's notes… not that they know we're decoding MARCOH's notes or anything like that… What was I saying? Oh yeah, well, while we're walking, the traffic light turns red. We all stop on the curb, Brosh sighing and complaining about carrying so many books. I turn to Al. "Here, I'll take those back." I start to take back my armload of books. "MAJOR ELRIC!" I spin around to see that Ed, still absorbed in one of the books, has walked out INTO TRAFFIC. Ross starts to drop her books. "ED!" "BROTHER!" Al and I both start towards him.

Suddenly, everything is in slow motion.

I can see every little detail.

A car is literally inches away from smashing into Ed, the man inside, sweat dripping down his face, attempts to stomp on the brakes. I can see the individual hairs that float just above Ed's head, wisping around to form a tiny little halo. I can see my own sweat, flying off my face as I attempt to get to Ed. 'We'll never make it. We'll be too late.' Before I'm even aware of it, my fingers, fast as lightning, make an echoing snap that thunders in the deathly silence of my ears.

I flash out of sight for half the time it takes to blink. I tackle Ed to the ground, rolling just out of the car's way and just barely saving my own skin. The books scatter everywhere on the street.

As we both stand, Ed explodes into a fit of rage. "THE HELL DID YOU DO THAT FOR?! ARE YOU TRYING TO KILL ME?!" Anger at his stupidity boils up inside me. "NO, I WAS SAVING YOUR DUMB ASS!" Al grabs Ed and me and drags us off the street before running to help Ross and Brosh pick up books. "WHAT ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT?!" "YOU NEARLY GOT HIT BY A CAR!" "WHAT?" He screeches, spinning to see the scene of his almost accident. Without a thought, I smack him upside the head. "YOU GOD DAMNED IDIOT, YOU COULD HAVE DIED! AND ALL BECAUSE YOU WERE ZONED OUT, READING A STUPID BOOK THAT COULD HAVE WAITED TILL WE GOT TO THE APARTMENT! YOU ARE SO LUCKY I WAS FAST ENOUGH TO SAVE YOUR STUPID BUTT!" I glare at him, my chest tightening. 'What if he had been hurt?! What if he had DIED?!' His eyes widen as he glances from me to the street his guts could have splattered on. I only then realize that he's leaning back because I'm up in his face. I step back and cross my arms over my chest. My legs are quivering from the shock of what just happened, but thankfully no one's noticing that. My whole body is giving me signals of 'Bitch, you nearly DIED. Don't do that shit.' I wanna sit down, but my temper and my ego are refusing. "Ed, you are the single, most lucky fucking idiot, on the goddamned planet." Al and the military officers walk over just as I say that, carrying loads of books that are taller than me. "Lisa, you could be a bit nicer." says Al. For, hopefully, the only time in my entire life, I spin and glare at him. "NO, AL. He needs to get it through his TINY LITTLE MIND that there's a world that is merciless and hateful and won't give a second thought to smashing you into tiny pieces the moment you drop your guard!"

The surprised looks everyone is giving me for yelling at Al, the anger that is boiling over at Ed, and my emotional breakdown is enough to make me spin around and storm off. In my blind rage, I can barely hear the others calling after me. I continue off, not caring that I'll probably get lost again. I need time to cool off. BADLY.

My vision blurs as unshed tears start to form. In my severely pissed off state, I rub them away the tears without a second thought. 'I'M SO TIRED OF THAT DUMBASS! HE THINKS HE'S SO GOD DAMNED SMART BUT HE'S TOO MUCH OF AN IDIOT TO SEE A CAR RIGHT NEXT TO HIM!' I glance at a puddle on the ground. I've ended up in some random alley that I could give less than two-shits about. As my eyes connect with my reflection, my eyes widen and my legs tremble in fear. 'N-no… no… n-not now... '

'Hello Lisa dear."

Instead of me, the puddle shows a face that I had thought was buried within my subconscious. Red eyes, black streaked hair, fangs sharp as knives. "L-Lillian.." I stumble backwards, clutching my head, eyes wide in terror. "N-NO! S-STOP!" "Keep your emotions in check then." Her poison-laced voice pierces my ears. I squeeze my eyes shut, my fingernails digging into my temples. I can feel the hot blood flowing past my fingers, coating them, and dripping off my chin. My knees draw up to my chest, trembling in fear. I hold one hand in front of my face to see my nails have become darts. I fling my hands out in front of me. "S-STOP! S-TOP THIS! PLEaseee…" My terror filled screams turn into whimpers as I fall onto my side. My whole body shakes as I sob uncontrollably.

Everything boils over and falls as tears, my anger at at Ed, my terror for Ed almost dying, my fear of what could have happened to my sister, my anger at myself for being an idiot, my guilt for yelling at Al, my worry for Maes, everything.

It spills out, hot and fast. I'm a mess, and, for once, I wish someone would come and tell me that I have nothing to worry about, that it'll be fine and that I'll get through this whole shebang without a scratch, that I'll be fine. I hug my legs to my chest. 'Why does this keep happening?! I'm not normally like this! STOP THIS! STOP IT STOP IT STOP IT STOP IT STOP IT!' I'm practically smashing my face in with my fist, tears forming a puddle in front of my face. My hitting slows and becomes a pathetic patting on my forehead before my hand drops to the ground. Tear filled eyes watch as my hands slowly return to looking normal. My sobs fade to soft hiccups. "I-I just *hic* wanna be ok… *hic* Leave me alone." I hear a sigh of annoyance before my hair flops pathetically to the ground, fading back to its original brown color. I whimper and close my eyes. 'It hurts so much...' My mind conjures up an image of Atem. 'I wish you were here… I need you… I miss you...so much...'

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