Nothing is ever what it seems. Everyone is different. No one is predictable. If everyone in the world were predictable, then nothing would ever be solved. Everything would be lost, nothing would be found. Everyone would know everyone else's moves, plans, and goals. Nothing would be secret. That's why people are different. No one's a gray glob in a gray world, where everyone looks and thinks exactly the same. There's a soul, and every soul is different. So that makes every mind different. It's common logic that makes a soul transmutation perfect.

Lost

Kyoko looked up at the man that walked in to the holding cell she was in. She hated how he grinned, she hated how he reminded her of a palm tree, she hated his cat like eyes, she hated his cocky attitude, and well she just hated him. "You look like your father." The palm tree said with a smirk. "But the way you glare reminds me of your so called mother!" The palm tree sounded way to happy for his own good. Your nickname is Palm tree cause you remind me of a palm tree. If you don't like that nickname, get a haircut. Better yet! Get a facial! It would help!

Kyoko kept glaring at the man she nicknamed Palm Tree. The green haired man smirked dangerously. "You haven't talked since you gotten here. Okay I'll tell you my name, and you'll say yours or we could have some fun if you don't want to do that. My name is Envy, what's yours?" Kyoko blinked, Wow, Palm Tree has a name. A weird one, but fine. "Kyoko." She answered quickly but clearly.

Envy was clearly getting annoyed with the girl. She's so quiet, like her father. Damn, this isn't going to be easy. We need to know what she saw to get those wings. Envy sighed as he heard the guards coming back to pick him up. "Well see ya kiddo." Kyoko glared at him once more and he left, leaving her alone once more to her own thoughts.

Emotions, also makes a person different. Most humans can understand most of these emotions. Some people don't understand emotions or are only able to hold onto one emotion at a time. Therefore they cannot understand other people who can express several emotions all at one time. Things like this can make a person somewhat of a bigot, and sometimes, it could quite possibly turn into racism or sexism since women tend to be able to hold a lot more emotion then men can all at once. Things that are so very simple turn into some of the most meaningful things.

Edward sighed sadly as she put the watch that she carried when she was younger into her pocket. She got out of the hospital last week with orders to have lots of rest; but being Edward, She did the exact opposite. Kyo watched as his mother put on a red coat with a symbol on it. "Mom. Let me go with you. I can help." His mother looked at him sadly. "Kyo-kun..." Kyo gave her a disappointed look.

"Kaa-san, please. She is my only sister. I know you've been keeping secrets from me! Don't lie or say something to change the subject. Uncle Al always calls you Nii-san. But mom! You're his sister! How come when ever I look in a family album from Granny Pinoko's time, I only see this boy who looks like you! I never see you in the pictures! What's going on! Why are these people after you? Why did they take Nee-san? Why did they take Kyoko?" Edward looked away from her distraught son. "Kyo," She sighed then looked at him, with a determination. "You can come, and during our search for your sister, I'll answer all your questions. Get ready now. Pack lightly. We're leaving and your father doesn't know. "

Kyo smirked; Edward realized how much that smirk reminded her of her old self. The self she needed now. I'm so out of character, it's not funny. She sighed and packed a small suitcase. She looked at a picture frame that sat at her desk. It was a picture of all of them together, before Hughes died in that accident. Before everything changed. Before she was a she and Al had his body. Everything was for the sake of a goal. I hated Roy then. I hated a lot of things then. I hated myself a lot. Edward looked up as her son came in holding a small bag. "Let's go. We'll need two tickets to Central." Kyo nodded and followed his mother out the door and to the train station, without saying a word.

Everyone hates themselves for something in their lifetime, at least once. Sometimes they can't always fix it. It's difficult to live with. It gets to the point where they can't handle it anymore. And some end their lives. It's suicide or they end up getting into danger on propose.

When Roy got home it was dark and quiet. Roy knew something was wrong. Something was missing. "Edo-Chan?" He called out as he looked around for his wife of 14 years. He then noticed Ed's red coat missing, along with a few of Kyo's things. Fuck! She did it again! She's going to look for Kyoko, OUR daughter, all by herself! Why doesn't she wait for me? Roy sighed as he fell back into an easy chair. I'm so tired. He sighed and looked at the phone. He dialed a number. "Hello?" A female voice answered. "Hey, it's me. Could you please book me a ticket immediately to Central? Oh, and have Armstrong look for Edward and Kyo. I believe they'll be in Central by now." Roy said with a controlled tone. When he hung up, he got up and started packing. Damn it Ed! You need to trust me more! Stop running!

Some things never change. Some things are meant not to change, but want to painfully. They try to change so hard but it all ends the same. Nothing changes, nothing happens. Some towns turns into cities, other's turn into quiet villages people use as getaways. It all ends the same.

Kyoko felt like she was lost. She used her alchemy to get out of the glass cell, but now she was trapped in a maze. No wonder there isn't many guards. Kyoko sighed and heard a familiar laugh. "Ahh Kyoko dear, you shouldn't try to escape." It was Envy AKA Palm Tree. "Chibi-san will be here soon enough. But before she comes, we'll get that information we need." Envy smirked as he changed into a male version of Ed. " I bet you never saw your dear old pint sized mommy this way, heh?" Kyoko back away from Envy, "What the hell are you?" Kyoko growled and looked around quickly for any escapes.

Envy/Ed smirked at Kyoko. " I bet I look like your brother. Don't I? Your mother looks like her father, as your brother looks a lot like his so called mother. You look like your father. Calm, collected, and easy to track. " Envy laughed like a mad man as Kyoko started to run. Her breath soon became pants. "Your not as skilled as your mother. She was trained by the best. " Envy laughed as he ran after the girl. Mom! Help me!

Nothing will be the same after this.

After all the lies.

After all the changes.

But we will still have each other.

Right?