"Is she all right?" Al asked.

Ed shook his head. "I don't get it. She's looking right at us, but she won't respond."

The door swung open. Ed, Ad, and Marcoh looked up,

"Anger!" Ed snapped. "What the hell are you doing here? Get out!"

Anger pushed Ed aside. "My daughter," she snapped. "What have you done to my daughter?"

Marcoh stood up. "Daughter? How can a homunculus bear a human child?"

Anger sat down. "I wasn't always a homunculus, you know. Someone had to create me."

"That someone was . . .?" Ed began.

Marcoh gasped. "No. It can't be. She couldn't have---"

"She was the one who caused the laceration scars," Anger said, walking toward Kirina. "My dear daughter. Why did she try to bring us back to life?"

"Us?" Al asked. "It wasn't just you."

Anger shook her head. "My real name is Khumeia Mimosa. Her father is---Never mind. We were killed during the war."

"By the Brigadier General Gran, right?" Marcoh asked. "But why is Kirina so---?"

"She doesn't resemble me because she resembles her father's mother. Most of her traits come from her father's bloodline, including her talent for alchemy."

"So her father was an alchemist."

"Yes. Now tell me what you did!"

Ed backed away from Anger. "Nothing! I swear!"

"You didn't happen to try to sing that song in your language while the song was being sung in Japanese did you?"

Ed looked down at his feet. "Oh, no."

Anger's eyes widened and she grabbed Ed, lifting him off the floor.

"How could you!" she demanded with tears in her eyes. "Kimiya has a fragile memory. That song affects her very strongly and when it is sung in multiple languages, her memories disappear completely, leaving behind an empty, comatose mind."

"So that's why she's not responding to us," Al said. "But how is that possible?"

"Psychology is in a whole other area, even more difficult than alchemy," Marcoh said, taking Kirina's hand. "The human mind is very fragile and difficult to comprehend. With suppressed memory, even the slightest thing can trigger an unpleasant memory, such as the red water when she was little."

"That's not the only thing she could do. If she wanted to, she could use illusory alchemy to show us her memories," Anger responded, shoving Ed down.

"Illusory alchemy?" Al asked.

"It's a forbidden branch of alchemy that has no scientific backing whatsoever. Let me show you proof that I am Kimiya's mother."

Before Anger could do anything, a strained voice started to speak.

"Mother . . ."

Everyone turn toward Kirina.

"Mother. . . Father . . . I'm sorry . . . I'm sorry . . . I'm so sorry . . ."

"Don't apologize," Anger said, grabbing her hand. "It wasn't your fault. It was our fault. We were killed. None of it was my little girl's fault."

Watching the way Anger comfort Kirina, Ed truly had to believe that they were related. Anger suddenly reminded Ed of his mother.

"She's like our mom," Al said.

Kirina fell silent. Anger turned to the others.

"We need to get her memory back," she said.

"How are we supposed to do that?" Ed asked.

"Find the entire version of the song."

"Entire version?"

"Yeah? I only know about half of it. It's a song her father and I used to sing to her."

"Why would you use a song called 'Inerasable Sin' as a lullaby?"

"To remind her that everything has its price. She learned alchemy when she was young. She couldn't even crawl when her father taught her alchemy."

"Why did you marry an alchemist? Aren't you an Ishbalan?"

"Love has no bounds. Now, shut up and listen. I don't know where the song is. I don't know who wrote it or where it was created. Now, go look for it!"

"Gee, that's helpful," Ed said sarcastically, crossing his arms.

"Or you could find her father and ask him."

"Okay. Who is he?"

Anger sighed. "I can't tell you."

"And why the hell not?" Ed demanded.

"If he truly loves his daughter the way he always said he did, he'll come on his own."

So know we know who Anger is. In the last couple of weeks, I've learned some things. When you think of Wrath (the homunculus) you think of that one little boy with thick, long black (sometimes greenish) hair and big, blue eyes that has tried on numerous occasions to kill Ed. However, Wrath's name once appeared as Loathe in a subtitled version of Fullmetal Alchemist. And another name for the sin wrath is anger. Well, as far as I could tell, wrath is when you're angry and vengeful, anger is when you're irritated or annoyed, and loathe is just plain, ugly hate. They're all connected, so there's more than one way to describe a sin. In some cultures, it's even a sin to love (maybe because a little too much "love" can be called lust?).

Another thing I've noticed is that the opening theme songs are all very loud and sort of demanding ("Remove it now! Rewrite the history and that unforgettable sense of existence!" Just a little quote from "Rewrite" to get my point across), but the ending theme songs seem pained, like they're crying out, but still strong and hopeful ("I don't have to hold my tears. At the end of sorrows there will be hopes." Example from "I Will"). It made me think of what someone once told me. They said, "Those poor children. So much they have to hide with sarcasm and bravado." They were talking about Ed and Al and it got me really, really sad (again).

And here's another. I'm going to have a very tough time censoring the next few chapters (known as the "Regression" chapters). For those chapters, a lot of imagination will be required.