SO sorry I didn't update! This has been written for almost a week, and I had some confusion with uploading, and switching houses. This was very hard to write, so I didn't want to redo it!

Thank you so much to Nilmiel and Kenya for giving me a critique! I really appreciate it, because I can't show my stories anywhere, and I can't tell what I do myself. I will try to work on making my style flow better, but my poetry and writing style is very blocky, and it doesn't work so well here, I guess. And I don't think that Edward's so good at understanding relationships, him kind of missing out on a lot of a "normal childhood".

And if the story does get weird, blame my bed. It had me there for 2 hours straight thinking. The weirder moments I thought out too much, so they HAD to go in. I don't own Fullmetal Alchemist or whatever!

'He's so familiar,' thought Edward. 'Who… Oh my God, I think I've just realized something!'

"You… You're that guy from the car we went in to the Fuhrer's house! But how…?"

The man smirked. "I'm just controlling the world how I want it to be controlled. I'm Destiny Hawkeye, influencer of fate. Now, my dear Riza… if you'd care to continue?"

Riza gritted her teeth, and continued, her voice's amplitude increasing each second. "You abandoned her! You bastard! You screwed it up for all of us!"

She screamed the last part out, and was left panting heavily. Edward and Alphonse's eyes were wide in shock, but they didn't say anything. Destiny's smirk grew larger, and he twirled a small pen in his fingers.

"Do you really hate being the daughter of one who influences events? It's my job, just like you work for that stupid military of yours. If it weren't for me, you would have never have been born, after all," said Destiny.

"I don't care," Riza said quietly. "I don't have all that much to live for anyway."

"Um, Riza-san… could you continue?" asked Alphonse, wondering if he should have asked that or not.

"Sure, Alphonse," she said with a weak smile. "After he left us, Lena, my mother, was driven into a state of depression. She named me by sticking her favorite letters together. Everybody approved of that, because they thought I would never deserve a real name. Lena had been quite popular in the Ishbalan community, and I was never to be accepted there. I was alone. No child wanted to be my friend. Their parents all told them to avert their eyes, and to leave the half-breed alone. I was always cold and dirty, for Lena was never in any condition to take care of me."

"That's terrible," said Alphonse, staring at the floor, not wanting to meet anybody's eyes.

"When I turned 13, everyone had had enough with giving the minimum they did to take care of me. They sent me out to Central with enough money for 3 nights at a hotel and food and a suitcase full of near-rags. I never saw any of them again. And I am happy about that, for they would probably still treat me the same.

All I knew was my name, and that I was somehow connected to the military. Searching for answers, I enrolled myself into a school to have access to the library. I had few friends there, but one girl always stuck out. Her name was Jessica.

From the beginning, I could tell that Jessica was different. She seemed to know everybody, but never gained her friends by having the snobby, popular attitude that others had. She came to be my best friend. We shared everything, and she was particularly interested in my past, though it hurt to talk about it.

When we were 16, we both were accepted into the military school. We had ambitions to become heroes and do good for the state. Secretly, I also wished to search for answers.

Jessica's family had great influence, and I always had excellent grades. Nobody ever did make the connection about whom I was related to, but that suited me just fine. I worked to develop a great name for myself, and I never wanted anybody else's name to get me there. I admit, I've always been very ambitious, but sometimes I could be very arrogant."

"So you can be honest with yourself," said Destiny. "But do you still wonder where your lover is?"

"Lover?" echoed Alphonse.

"Yes, her lover," spat Destiny. "But before it was different. He was that pretty-boy Major she always lusted after. She followed him everywhere like a lovesick puppy. But he did cause a few problems between my Riza and Ms. Jessica Tarry."

You can probably guess the problems, but if you don't… more interest for the story! HUZZAH!

Note: Lena is said like Leh-nah, not Lee-nah