Well, here's chapter two of Nightmare ((If you haven't already figured that out))! It's not necessary, but a review or two would make my day go a lot better. winkwink

Two dark figures stood in a decrepit and rundown hotel room. The broken window was covered in grime and pieces of shattered glass lay about the room and the peeling walls littered plaster shreds everywhere. The only piece of furniture in the room was an unkempt bed. Despite it's degradation, the place was still used quite often. The stagnate scent of stale sex still wafted in the air.

The two new occupants paid no attention to the room they were staying in and continued to stare out into the night. Finally, the taller of the two broke the silence.

"So, where do you think we should go now?"

"I don't know, brother. That last lead was a dead one and led us no where," the other replied.

"Hn."

They were locked in silence again, each of them lost in their own thoughts. After a few moments, the taller one yet again spoke first. This time, he turned to face his companion, his shockingly dull and lifeless yellow eyes gazed down at the other with him.

"Tell me, Greed. What is that you desire most?" he asked.

"You're an idiot, Pride," the one called Greed replied in an annoyed voice. "Immortality of course."

Pride's vacant eyes narrowed at Greed.

"I just wanted to know. You are named 'Greed' and you desire many things. You don't have to go and bite my head off, ass," mumbled Pride.

It was Greed's turn to glare. His hard, hazel eyes shone violently and his upper lip curled back to reveal barred teeth. Pride just looked down at his counterpart, a look of bemusement on his face.

"You're right, brother, I do desire many things," Greed's voice was low and menacing. "Among them are women, power, and sex, but eternal life tops them all. After spending the last few years with me searching the world for the damn answer of immortality, you still don't know that?"

Smirking down at his younger brother, for they were brothers, Pride let out a small chuckle. He found it very amusing when Greed had his sudden mood swings. Deadly mood swings at that, but still very amusing.

Greed's eyes narrowed to slits, his sand colored bands obscured some of his face.

"You are exactly like your predecessor: short temper, the want to have everything your heart desires, and you were both very greedy," mused Pride.

"I wonder why I'm called Greed, then," muttered Greed sarcastically. "You're nothing like your predecessor, however," he added suddenly.

"What do you mean?"

"The former Pride ran the military. You can hardly lead our two-man group without messing up."

The insulted one scowled at his younger brother, all former amusement gone.

"Shut the hell up. If it weren't for me, you'd still be a pathetic, dead human. But, being the caring older brother that I am, I brought you back as the Homunculus you are today," Pride's words dripped with venom.

Greed knew better to carry on. Turning away from Pride, he again looked out the broken window into the night.

Tense moments like this happened almost daily. Ever since they had both been "reborn", the two brothers often fought, but they always resolved their disputes. They both wanted to learn the secret of immortality and there was no way they could do it by themselves.

Glancing at his companion out of the corner of his eye, Greed could see that Pride was still seething. As he was returning his gaze back to the window, Greed noticed his older brother's usually empty eyes light up. A mischievous smile soon followed after.

Following Pride's eyes' path, Greed soon saw what had made Pride's mood change. There in the alley behind the hotel, stood two young women.

"Say, brother, why don't we have some fun tonight?" Pride asked, his eyes never leaving the two women.

"Yes, let us. We haven't had fun in a very long time," Greed replied, his hungry gaze eagerly planning out how they would take down their prey and what they would do to them.

Without another word, the two swept silently out of the room, swiftly heading to the alley to "have some fun" with the two unsuspecting women outside…

"Hnn… W-what?"

Mariah groggily sat up, slightly disoriented from the nap she had just taken. Looking about her, her tired eyes eventually settled upon her sister.

Elizabeth sat on the seat opposite of her. One slim hand propped her chin up while her elbow rested on the windowsill. Her lilac eyes steadily observed the landscape that was flashing by. She seemed unaware that Mariah had woken up.

"What are you thinking about?" she asked.

Turning her head, Elizabeth smiled at her sister.

"It's about time that you woke up," Elizabeth replied. "You've been out for three hours."

Mariah grinned back at her sister before her face turned serious.

"And how long did you sleep, if I may ask?"

"I didn't sleep," sighed Elizabeth.

"Elizabeth, you need to get more sleep! You can't keep letting that damn dream you keep having keep you awake!" Mariah scolded.

"Sister, I'm fine. I didn't sleep because I wasn't tired. And besides, me not sleeping is a really irrelevant and unimportant thing to worry over."

Shaking her head, Mariah turned her gaze to the passing scenery outside the window. The announcement for the next stop and the constant noise of the train were the only things that broke the silence.

"Our stops coming up," Mariah stated.

"What? We're not even close to Dublith yet. We haven't even passed Central yet," Elizabeth replied, confused.

"I know. We're making one stop before we reach Dublith."

"Huh? W-wait a minute! You don't mean Central, do you?!" shock was highly evident on Elizabeth's voice.

Mariah nodded.

"But why?!"

"I need to talk with my father's old friend, Colonel Mustang. It's been awhile since I've seen him, it would be nice to visit him and the others again," Mariah replied, calmly.

"Mariah you know I hate going to that damn place! Why the hell are you taking me there?!" Elizabeth yelled.

Looking at her sister, Mariah witnessed one of the very few times she had actually seen Elizabeth angry. Not many things got to her, but the one thing that did was the military and anything that had to do with it. Mariah didn't blame her, she would hate the military too if it had killed her father and destroyed her country.

"Come on, Elizabeth, give Mustang and his crew a chance," Mariah coaxed her sister.

"Why should I? They and the rest of those dogs never gave us a chance," Elizabeth retorted, coldly.

Sighing, Mariah just shook her head and let silence be her answer to Elizabeth's protests.

Leaning back, Elizabeth folded her arms in front of her chest. 'Damn it, Mariah. Out of all the places we had to stop, why Central? Why that breeding ground for traitors?'

The next hour or so was spent with no exchange of words while the two sisters brooded on their separate sides of the compartment. Twice, Mariah debated on whether to reason with Elizabeth or not, but decided against it. Even though she rarely got angry, when she did, Elizabeth was hard to console.

"Now arriving at Central Station!"

The sudden announcement startled both of them. Standing up, Elizabeth and Mariah headed off the train and soon found themselves on the main platform of Central Station.

"Look, Elizabeth. Why don't you go walk around for a while? I'll be gone an hour or so."

Shooting Mariah a fierce glance, Elizabeth shook her head and scoffed.

"What, and leave me in an entire city filled with dogs? No, sister. I think I'll take my chances with a room full of them instead."

"I hate when you get like this," muttered Mariah.

"Welcome to my life," retorted Elizabeth. "You're like this everyday."

It was Mariah's turn to glare at her sister. Shutting up immediately, Elizabeth felt some of her anger disappear only to be replaced with fear of a now irritated Mariah.

Turning towards the main doors of the station, the two sisters walked solemnly towards Central HQ; each of them dreading the soon-to-come meeting of the Colonel…