Trisha sat on Ed's bed after Hohenheim's sudden flee to someplace far away.

"Ed... What's wrong? What was Daddy doing?"

"He touched me..."

Where?" she asked looking into Ed's fearful eyes.

"There and there and all over."

"Really?"

"He took off me and his clothes."

"What?" her eyes grew wider.

"He kissed me a lot. He tie my hand to the pole thing."

Trisha began to cry. Tears rolled down her cheeks. How could Hohenheim do such a thing as rape her little boy.

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Trisha hung herself and left her two sons, Edward three yrs. old and Alphonse one yr. old, all alone. Motherless and Fatherless. No one to take care of them.

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Ed pulled Al along in a small wagon. Up a dark path. He saw a poster and it had some sort of picture of a woman. He couldn't read it, but it read;

Izumi Curtis

-Murderer

-Child molester

Is on the loose! Reward available!

Ed continued to walk and came to a small building. A tall woman, the one from the poster, exited the house.

"Look, some young babies." She leaned over and glared at Ed.

"Uh... Hi..."

Izumi looked in the wagon at Al. "Where are your parents?"

"Mommy's dead..." Ed began to cry."

"Oh? Well I'll take care of you."

"Really..." Ed's hopes jetted up.

"Come on in."

Izumi allowed Ed to wheel Al into the living room. Izumi walked up to Al and picked him up from the wagon. Then laid him on her couch.

"Don't think because you're young you won't have to do chores around the house."

Ed raised an eyebrow.

"Now strip yourself of your clothing."

Ed's eyes widened. 'Not like Daddy. Don't be like Daddy.'

"Did you not hear me?" Izumi asked sternly.

Ed shook his head. He pulled his green shirt over his head. Then unbuttoned his pants. They dropped to his ankles. When he grabbed the waistband of his boxers...

No keep them on!" 'At least till I get to know you,' she thought.

Ed stepped from his shoes and his pants. He could feel the cold crisp air hitting his bare flesh.

Al stirred a bit in his slumber.

Izumi put the clothing up into a high drawer. "You may have them back when you are finished."

Izumi picked up Al and stroked his almost hairless head efficiently.

She sat on her sofa, and watched Ed simply stand there, eyes glazed over in fear.

"What are you waiting for?"

Ed just looked puzzled at Izumi.

"Get the broom and sweep up, you bastard!"

Ed grabbed a broom from his left leaning on the wall. He had trouble maneuvering it, for it was about three feet taller than him.

After an hour of this he began to get sleepy.

"Well it's getting late.."

She took Al into another room. Then returned for Ed. "Oh it seems we'll have to share my bed..." She grabbed small wrist and took him into her bedroom.

Then she picked him up into her bed.

She undid he white frock shirt with no sleeves and undid her shin high pants.

Ed stared at Izumi in mock horror. 'No Daddy stop...' sounded in his head.

Izumi turned off the lights...

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