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A/N: I'm not sure if Al's voice come from his head or from within his body, but lets just say for my stories sake, that it comes from his head, kk? And I now realize that if Elisia is four, then Ed should be sixteen, but I'm not changing all of that right now. I'm to lazy...anyway, thanks for your support! Please review!

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It had been a half an hour since the kidnapping. Hughes and Armstrong were laying on the two couches, bandaged up by a very emotional Gracia. Upstairs she hoped Edward was still asleep. She didn't feel like explaining to Ed that his little brother was gone...and that...they took...Gracia lowered head in the chair she was sitting in.

Hughes was feeling even more guilty. He had promised Al that nothing would happen to him. Why hadn't he thought of having troops coming over immediately? He hadn't thought they'd attack again so quickly. And he never thought they would take Elisia. He shouldn't have opened his big mouth when she told him the where abouts of where they would be. Then again, if he had sent troops, would they destroy Al?

Edward had mentioned before that Al could be destroyed if the seal on him was broken. So he wouldn't have been able to send them anyway. Now Elisia was stuck with them for who knew how many days. Until Edward woke up and was able to go retrieve Al, Elisia was with them.

"Dear, wasn't Riza supposed to stop by?" reminded Gracia.

"I called her and canceled. I told her what happened and I asked her to give us some time alone."

"Oh, I see," sadly said Gracia.

"I'm so sorry, Gracia," apologized Hughes, rubbing his temples.

"I'm sorry, too," Armstrong put an arm across his face to covered his ashamed look. "I should have taken care of that woman right away and not have warned her."

"It's alright..." Gracia said sadly. She wiped tears away with her sleeve "I'm almost positive that Edward will be able to get them back."

"Almost positive?" repeated Hughes glumly.

"Well, in his condition, it'll be hard for him to do much of anything..." she whispered "The poor boy. Waking up to find out his little brother is kidnapped. He'll probably feel so guilty that he wasn't awake."

"I'm sure he'll feel more angry then guilty," corrected Hughes.

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The car ride was bumpy. Al could feel every bump as the silent ride became more and more dangerous. If he had blood, it would be boiling, because he couldn't believe that Elisia was in this too. It wasn't fair for her to be kidnapped. She was only four. Poor girl.

Unfortunately, Al couldn't do anything about it, no matter how much he wanted to. Gluttony ate half of his arms so they were nothing but stumps. Plus, Cahts had his head on her lap, and she was driving. His legs were still all there, which meant he could run, but he doubted the back door was unlocked, and he needed his head back.

Elisia was in the lap of Envy, whimpering loudly. He couldn't believe he was the one that had to take care of the brat but Lust wanted to keep her eye on the younger brother.

"I-I-I want da-daddy!" She cried, wiping tears from her eyes.

"Quiet!" hissed Envy.

The small girl, usually so cheerful, quieted down. She knew -even for her age- that they were dangerous. They wouldn't hesitate to hurt her. Al knew that to so he had to be careful on what he said. He may not be able to be hurt, but Elisia was completely capable of feeling physical pain.

"Hey, I've got a question," said Al to Envy.

"What?" Envy asked.

"You aren't going to hurt Elisia, are you?" he said in a worried tone.

"Oh, don't think so little of us, we wouldn't do anything to a little girl," Envy mocked Al by pulling on the small girls arm, making her scream for her father.

"Stop it! You wanted me, you didn't have to take her!" Al stated.

"We didn't have to, but we did, now deal with it Little Elric. You shouldn't worry so much about the girl. Worry about yourself. We could kill you anytime we want to..."

"I don't care. I'd rather be dead than in your custody."

"Don't talk to me that way, you little brat. Unless you want your legs to be eaten too I suggest that you shutup!" warned Envy.

In the back, Lust said, "Little Elric...do you know how long it's going to take Full Mini to wake up?"

"What are you talking about? He's just a bit sick..." Al said, wondering what they were getting at. A bit sick? That's an understatement. Unless shaking uncontrollably and mumbling strange things is normal when you're sick... he thought to himself.

"A bit sick? Ha!" Cahts gave a small laugh. "That kids going to be knocked out for days with the dose I gave him."

"Dose?" repeated Al.

"Yeah. I don't know if they told you but I gave him a shot of Nightmare Bottle. Right into the blood stream. Twice as bad as applying on the skin. I'm expecting him to be having very bad nightmares for the next six days. For a guy his side, it should last longer then that, but with him being so strong and all..."

Nightmare Bottle...I remember that from somewhere...wait! I remember now! Hawkeye said 'It causes nightmares for everyone if applied on the skull'. But she didn't say that it could be put into the blood stream but I guess it can, Al thought frightfully. He knew how bad those nightmares could get. And twice as bad? Al now understood why he was in such a bad state.

"Why do you need to capture me though?" Al continued on "You could have just attacked brother. If he's really in such a weak state you could have kill him then."

"This is more fun," Lust spoke up from the back.

"Yes, yes, much more fun," hissed Gluttony, spit dripping down his chin. "I got to eat. Eat not the normal. Thank you, thank you, Lust."

"Oh, no, don't thank me. Thank the boys stupidity of thinking he could get away from us."

"If brother were awake he would have-"

Envy snapped "He would have done nothing! I would have killed that little brat if I had gotten the chance! He's nothing but trouble!"

"You're lying! Brother's much stronger than you!"

"Didn't I tell you to be quiet?" Envy hissed coolly. He looked down at the shivering girl "And you to. Stop your whimpering or I'll break your arms!"

"She's four years old. She's scared. Give her a break!" Cahts surprisingly stood up for her "Now, I don't care about this metal thing or that Elric boy, but I'm not going to let you torture a little girl."

"My brothers only fifteen! He's a kid too! Shouldn't you stand up for him too?"

"He lost my respect once he started working for that Mustang."

"He didn't join the Military because he wanted to, it's because he had to," Al snapped back. "For me..." He added slowly.

The ride to the Apartment was quiet rest of the way.

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His eyelids were heavy, making it an effort to wake up. Edward finally got to opening his eyes and he saw that he was in a bedroom. Shaking his head he wasn't sure if this was another stupid dream or reality. It looked real enough. From the looks of it, it was Hughes's extra room. Atleast he had made it to Hughes without a problem.

He swung his legs over the bedside. It was unusually cold. Well, of course, he soon realized he was half naked. Edward tried to find his clothes...not in the dresser...not under the bed...not on the bed...and the rest of the room was bare and he didn't see them anywhere. Oh well. He had walked around in his boxers before so hopefully Hughes wouldn't mind.

Edward put his hand on the doorknob and immediately heard a scream from outside. It was Elisia! He tried to open the door but it was to no avail. A few minutes later, after trying to open the door some more, he heard Elisia yell once again. Frustrated, Edward kicked the door open.

He saw Armstrong laying on his back, bleeding badly onto the steps. Al was trying to fight a white haired woman and loosing. Edward immediately recognized who it was. He wouldn't be fooled again!

"Hey!" shouted Edward, trying to gain the woman's attention. But she went on to humiliate Al by flipping off his head and catching it. Then he fell down out of his own clumsy habits. "Helloooo! Over here! Pick on someone who doesn't have a detachable head, you loser!"

No matter how much he tried to insult her she ignored him. Edward had enough as she kicked the metal body down the stairs. He rushed ahead to help Armstrong get up so they could both lay down the rules on that girl. He kneeled next to Armstrong and tried to put a hand on his shoulder. It went through.

"What the--" He repeated the action to only have the same conclusion. "That's impossible! Am I dead or something!"

He started hitting at Armstrong, but his small fists just went through the man whom was trying to get Cahts to stop.

"Listen to me! What's going on? Armstrong, can you hear me? Look at me if you can, atleast!" Edward shouted desperately. Armstrong just laid back down, and tried to overcome the immense pain. "Dammit all..." cursed Ed under his breath.

What in the world was going on? This had to be a dream. It just had to be. Because he soon heard the voices of the two people he hated most: Lust and Envy. He rushed downstairs, and ran right through Cahts, to see a horrifying sight. Hughes had obviously been stabbed in the shoulder by Lust, and he was on his knees in pain, with Gracia sitting next to him, and then Elisia was in Envy's grasp which made Edward's blood boil, but even more so that made him pissed was when he saw Al's right arm had been eaten half-way.

"None of your business. Just tell Full Mini we'll be at Apartment 606, Gorge St., at the end of town, okay?" He heard Lust say.

He wanted so badly to help. Edward tried to kick Gluttony in the back but his leg went through him. He didn't even watch the scene between Lust and Hughes any longer, Edward just began running back upstairs. He knew that he couldn't do anything so what was the point of staying down there? Just to feel even more pathetic?

I need to get out of this dreamworld! thought Edward desperately.

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I'm so sorry that it was short but I sort of have writers block. I promise that the next chapter will be more interesting, k? I'll just post this chappy with the next one (hopefully, if I remember). Review and have a nice day!

Some people were upset that Armstrong was defeated so easily and wondering when Roy will come in…unfortunately, to move the chapter along, I made Armstrong defeated and Roy isn't coming in (although I love him to death). Sorry!

'I beg to dream and differ from the hollow lies

This is the dawning of the rest of our lives

On Holiday' - Holiday, Green Day