I burst through the front doors to the library. I skid on the carpet and launch myself upstairs, flying up at least three steps at a time. My breathing is fast and shallow. My chest hurts so bad that I want to crumble to the ground and sob. God knows I did that once during Cross Country. But I can't! I have to get up there! I have to be there when they find out! I can't explain it! If I was thinking rationally, I'd probably have stayed with Mustang, but my gut says I HAVE to be there when they find out! I burst up the stairs when I see Ross. She standing with her ear to the door. 'I'm to late!' I run to Ross. "What's happened?!" I demand. She turns to me surprised. "Lisa! Where is-" "No time!" I shout and throw open the doors.

I nearly break down right there.

Books are scattered all over the room. Several chairs are upside down and the remains of one are in a pile by the far wall. Ed's kneeling on the ground, hands pressed to the floor. I can't see his face but I know he must be so upset. Alphonse is sitting by the wall, knees pulled to his chest and his face buried into his arms. My legs and arms are shaking as I take a tentative step forward.

"E-ed? A-al?"

Ed shivers slightly as Al starts to lift his head. He won't meet mine or Ross' eyes. "We… we found it…" He whimpers. "Isn't that a good thing?" asks Ross. I turn and shoot her a poisonous look. She jumps slightly and steps back. I turn back to the boys as Ed gives a dark laugh. "W-we figured it out.. the final ingredient to make a Philosopher's Stone…" Ross picks up one of the papers by my foot. She starts and takes a few startled steps back. "I-it's…" I shake and look down. My hands clench into fists and drop to my sides weakly, repeating this gesture again as I seethe at my stupidity. 'I knew it was coming! I knew it would happen soon! WHY THE HELL DID I LEAVE THEM?!' My stomach churns with anger. My knees threaten to give out on me. I let my hands drop to my sides. "Ed… I-"

"You knew."

My eyes widen and I look up at Ed. "W-what?" He glares at me, clenching his teeth and there is a fire in his golden eyes that frightens me. "You knew it… you knew what it was and you didn't tell us." Al even looks surprised at Ed. "B-brother? What are you-" Ed stands up and points at me angrily. "You knew! You knew what it was and you didn't tell us! WHY!" I stumble back a step as Ed stalks closer. "E-e-ed I-I-" He grabs my arm and pulls me closer. "Why didn't you tell us if you knew what the hell it was!" he demands. I swallow nervously as Al stands. "Brother! Don't be so mean t-" Ed spins his head towards Al. "You heard what she said Al! Back at Marcoh's house! She said she knew it was the devil's research!" He turns back to me and his grip tightens on my arm, leading me to realize he's using his automail hand. I wince and attempt to break free of his grip. "E-ed! I-I co-couldn't tell you!" "WHY!" He shouts, his face literally inches away. One of my eyes are squeezed shut in pain as I grit my teeth. "B-because, if I did, i-it would mess things u-up." "The hell is that supposed to mean!" I glare at him as best I can. "Y-your world… has a very fr-agile timeline.. all worlds do!… M-me just being here is dangerous, b-but I can't h-elp that. I-if I had told you.. i-it might have horribly screwed up your timeline!" I wince and grip Ed's wrist, struggling to pry his hand off my arm. He growls and scowls at me. His grip tightens even more and I can feel hot pain shooting up my arm and rolling down my cheeks. Al grabs Ed's shoulder. "Brother! Stop it! You're hurting her!" Ed's fiery eyes hold mine for a moment more before he nearly tosses me aside. I hold back a whimper as I gingerly hold my arm and sink to my knees. It's already turning a sickly shade of purple. Ed growls and starts to walk away. He kicks one of the remaining chairs. Al hovers over me, trying to think of some way to help Ross who's jumped to checking if Ed broke my arm. I stifle a dark chuckle at the irony. 'I nearly broke his nose, he nearly broke my arm. Equivalent Exchange and all that, I guess.'

"What would it have done?" I glance up to see Ed glaring at me from across the room. I quickly glance down, not sure if I can meet his burning gaze. "I told Winry and Pinako the first night… I-I swore a long time ago to not tell the future of anyone in any world, regardless of how much I want to." My throat feels thick and my voice is cracked from pain and guilt, two emotions who seem to have become a more constant companion than Lillian. "T-the two of you had to find this out on your own… If I had told you, it's possible that just saying it could have so many unseen repercussions… hundreds of people who were supposed to live could have died simply because I told you something before it happens or before you were supposed to know it. M-my very presence in your world may have caused people to die…" Ross has stopped messing with my arm and they all remain quiet as I talk quietly. "You never realize it, but choosing to go right instead of left causes so many things that don't have any noticeable similarities to happen. And I will admit… that I have altered timelines before, subtly or not… but I did it without revealing what was supposed to happen till afterwards." I glance up at Al. "I'm really sorry, I wanted to tell you guys really bad. I really did, it physically hurt me how much I wanted to tell you guys." I glance back down. "Seeing you guys so excited about finally getting what seemed like a solid lead… I-I…" I bury my head into my hands, my shoulders shaking while I cry. "I-I'm sorry! I'm so, so, sorry!" My voice cracks as I sob. I can almost hear Lillian crack her knuckles in anticipation of beating the shit out of Ed. 'Ho BOY! He's done it now! I'm pissed! I'll pound that little freak's face in!' she shouts in my head and I shake my head harshly. I feel Al place his arm around my shoulder. "Lisa? Come on, don't cry! Brother's just upset! Please don't cry!" He begs. I just can't bring myself to stop. My whole body is shaking so bad that I could almost swear there was an earthquake. In an attempt to breathe, I end up hiccuping while sobbing. I pull my head out of my arms and stare down at the ground. "I'm so sorry…" I whimper. I hear Ed stand up and walk across the room. I cringe and ready for Ed to yell at me or something. I can kinda hear Al say something in an attempt to stop his brother.

I can't even comprehend what is happening right now. Ed's arms are wrapped around me and his head is pressed on my shoulder. I blink several times and glance at him. "E-ed?" My voice sounds so cracked that I'm almost ashamed of myself, breaking down like this in front of Ed. "Just shut up." He grumbles. I don't know if Al or Ross can hear it, but his voice is cracked too. I'm a little surprised. Not entirely sure of what else to do, I hug him back and bury my head into his shoulder.

About a half hour later, Armstrong shows up. We, and by we, I mean me Al and Ross, agree it'd be best that I not let Armstrong catch sight of my still red eyes. If he does, I shudder to think how he might react. So, I hide in the bathroom for about 10 minutes after he showed up and, when I'm positive I don't look like a mess, I finally leave the bathroom. By then, Armstrong is telling Ed and Al to NOT go to the 5th laboratory and how he was gunna go tell Roy, yadda yadda yadda. I glance around. Ed's back is to me as he demands that the Major allow him and Al to go check the lab out, Armstrong is continuing to deny him, Ross and Brosh are probably out in the hall, and Al is standing nearby Ed. I attempt to scoot my way closer to Al. I'm a bit nervous about being near Ed right now. I reach up and rub my arm slightly. While I was in the bathroom, I put on a sweatshirt to cover up my arm. I wince and accidentally bump my hip into the wall. I yelp and bounce away from the wall in surprise. I look up to see everyone is looking at me. I can feel a flush on my face as I quietly apologize. "S-sorry. I- uh- wasn't watching where I was going."

"Ms. Green!" says Armstrong, coming closer. "I was wondering to where you had disappeared to!" He booms and pulls me into one of his famous bone-crushing hugs. I let out a little squeak of pain as he does so. Al sweat drops and grabs the Major's arm. "M-major! Lisa's been uhm- hurt! You really shouldn't be uhm…" Armstrong immediately drops me and I whimper as I rub my painfully sore arm. "What is this?!" He shouts and I have to cover my ears. He kneels down and grabs my hand in his. Streams of anime tears flow down his face as he holds my hand rather delicately. I sweat drop as I realize my hand looks like that of a china doll's compared to his. "Oh Miss Green! I didn't realize that you were injured!" I blink in surprise as he suddenly stands, one fist pointed to the heavens. "Who has hurt such a delicate little flower!" I growl at that remark and I expect Ed to be grinning at me with a 'Now you know how it feels' look, but he's actually looking down at his feet. Armstrong turns back to me. "Tell me who has hurt you child and I shall teach them to not harm a lady, using-" His shirt explodes as he flexes his muscles. "-the alchemy that has been passed down the Armstrong family line for generations!" I sweat drop again. I swear he only does things so he can rip his shirt off and yell that one line. I glance at Ed who's gone to the exact other side of the room and has his head down, tapping his foot in a very nervous looking fashion.

I turn my attention back to Armstrong. "I- uh, it, uhm… I… I tripped on the stairs!" I say kinda loudly. "Y-yeah, I tripped on the way downstairs to, uh, get a snack earlier and, uhm, hit my arm on the, uh, railing! Y-yeah, that's it!" I sweat drop as I grin nervously, hoping that Armstrong will buy my stupid explanation. Armstrong studies my face before nodding. 'Guess he bought it' I mentally sigh. "Alright then." He kneels again and I swear it feels like he's going to do something really weird. "If you are ever in need of my assistance, know that I am at your beck and call."

I totally called it.

He stands and turns to Ed and Al. He bows and says something to Al but my attention is turned to Ed. He's still looking down at his feet and, though he's stopped tapping his foot, he's got his arms crossed. I frown thoughtfully. 'We're gunna have to have another awkward chat, aren't we?' Armstrong leaves and Al closes the door behind him. He turns to look at me with a concerned expression… well, as concerned as a suit of armor can be, I suppose. "Are you okay?" he asks. I blink and tilt my head. "Why wouldn't I be?" I ask, confused as to why Al would ask me something like that. "Well, the major did kinda hug you…" He scratches at his head. I smile. "I'm fine." I tell him. My stomach does that thing where it makes a weird rumbling feeling. I frown and rub my stomach. "I'm going to the bathroom." I say and turn and march back to the restroom.

After washing my hands, I splash a little water on my face. I sigh and lean on the sink counter. My head is kinda spinning. I shake my head in an effort to stop this headache. When I glance up at the mirror, everything is spinning slightly. I wince. 'That was such a bad idea...' I grumble a little. I turn to leave when I hear that voice in my ear again. 'Where the hell do you think you're going?! We need to have a little chat.' I sigh and close the door. I turn around and lean on the door, arms crossed. "What do you want?" I ask, my voice hinting with my annoyance. Another face glares at me through the mirror.

Dark hair, red eyes, sharp teeth.

Lillian frowns, mimicking me in the mirror. 'Your little boyfriend out there is starting to piss me the fuck off.' I scoff and turn my head away from her. "What the hell are you talking about? Nothing like that is happening! Plus, everyone pisses you off eventually." Lillian frowns and stands up straight. 'You haven't even told those bozos that I exist, not even a mention.' She cracks her knuckles. 'Give me 5 minutes with the punk! I'll teach him to get up in our face like that again!' I frown. "Name one damn time that this face is ever shared by us both!" 'All the fucking time sweetheart.' I glare at her, failing to keep from growling. "Don't call me that! We may both inhabit this body but we never share it and you know that!" She smirks. 'What's wrong? Have I struck a nerve?' I scoff and turn my head. "Don't flatter yourself. You're simply pissing me off." She chuckles. I turn back to growl something at her when I notice something. My eyes widen and I nearly fall over in terrified surprise. Lillian grins smugly. 'Watch yourself Lisa. Someday-" Her eyes glisten as insanity makes her ruby eyes glitter. 'you'll find you've turned into someone else!' I glance down at my hands to see my nails turning into knife like claws. I look back up at Lillian. Her hair has changed to be exactly like mine is- or was. Her eyes remain that nearly blood color as the rest of her transforms into my exact image. I look myself over and bite back a scream. I've got her dark hair now. I'm even wearing her black jacket, jeans, and red tank-top. Everything but my eyes have become her. I turn back up to look at her, fear and anger forcing their way into my eyes. "Stop it." I growl through grit teeth. She holds a hand up to her/my ear. "What was that darling?' I shake my head and look down. My bangs shade my eyes as I try to hold Lillian back. "S-stop… stop it… s-stop i-t…" She smiles, eyes wide, one ear turned to me. 'I still didn't catch that Lisa-poo!' She says mockingly. My head flips up to meet her eyes, tears forming as I grit my teeth so hard, it feels like my eyes are going to pop out of my head. "I… said… s… STOP IT!"

I scream and punch the mirror as hard as I can. Glass shards fly around the room and shatter on the floor. I pull my hand back and glare at it. Blood blossoms out of the various cuts and drips down my hand before pooling on the floor. But I can't feel the stinging I know I should be feeling.

I'm numb.

I'm completely numb…

Suddenly, pain, fear, anger, hate: all of these emotions… so many more… They hit me like a freight train. My eyes widen as the reality what has just happened hits me. My whole body starts shaking as liquid streams down my face. I take several quick steps back, smacking into the door. My legs, quaking like leaves, force me to collapse to the ground. "Lisa?!" I hear Alphonse running down the hall and knock on the door. "Lisa? Are you ok in there?" I fall onto my side, clutching my head as I stare at the wall, blinded by terror.

-3rd P.O.V.-

Alphonse gingerly forces the door open. He glances around the room and gasps. The bathroom mirror is smashed, its remains scattered all over the room. There's a small pool of blood in the middle of the floor. Laying in a fetal position by the door, lays Lisa, blood dripping off her hand and across her face, mixing with tears. "Lisa!" Al quickly crouches beside her, shaking her shoulder gently. "Lisa! Lisa, please! Speak to me!" Her eyes are wide and clouded by panic. "Lisa!" Al roughly shakes her. This snaps her out of her stupor as her eyes snap towards Al. She bolts upright and looks around, panicked. Al gingerly grabs her shoulders. "Lisa? Are you ok? We heard-" Lisa screams and scrambles away from him. "NO!" She cries. "STOP! NOOO!" She sobs, burying her head into her hands. Al jumps slightly with surprise. He kneels and holds a hand out to her. "L-lisa? Are you-" "STAY AWAY!" She sobs, waving him away. Ed tramps down the hall and bursts in the door. "AL! What-" He stops as he notices Lisa. "STOP! NO!" She continues sobbing the words over and over. Ed, unsure of what to do, kneels next to Al. "What happened to her?" Al shakes his his head. "I don't know, but she's bleeding." Ed frowns. "If she doesn't calm down soon, we might have to make her." Al turns to his brother, gasping at the thought of such a plan. "Brother, we can't just-"

A quiet laugh silences both of the brothers. Their heads swivel towards Lisa. She's sitting with her legs pulled to her chest, hands cradling her head. Her shoulders shake as the laugh gradually grows. Ed gasps as he realizes that Lisa is the one making that spine-tingling laugh. "Hehehehe, hahahahaha, Hahahahaha, HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!" She tilts her head back, laughter spilling out like a waterfall alongside twin rivers of tears. Her whole shakes with the amount of laughter she's belting out. Ed goes to grab her shoulder. "Li- !" Her laughter stops short as her hand flashes up and grabs Ed's hand. She turns her attention to his hand, eyes wide and head tilted slightly, as if she can't comprehend what she's looking at. Her eyes trail up his arm to his face. The boys both gasp as they realize: her eyes. They're blood red and filled to the brim with a dangerously insane curiosity. A dark scowl slowly crawls across her face. "You." Her voice is edged with disgust, anger and a touch of eager-ness.

She abruptly stands, dragging Ed to his feet. He winces as her grip tightens, almost as if her arm was made completely of metal. She pulls him closer to the point they're nose to nose. She growls at him, the insanity in her eyes turning her frown into a demonic show of teeth. Sweat drips down the back of Ed's neck as Lisa's red eyes narrow at him. "You…" she growls again. She then pushes him away. Ed stumbles back, landing on Al's shoulder with a covering her eyes, a demonic grins plasters itself across her face. She turns and walks out of the room and into the main room. Worried for the sanity of Lisa and the safety of others, the brothers scramble to their feet and race after her. When they skid to a stop in the main room, they find Lisa standing next to the window. With no light in the room, her front side is covered by shadows. Al starts to take a step towards her. "Lisa!" Ed puts his arm out, stopping his younger brother. Ed glares at Lisa. He transmutes his arm into his trademark arm-sword and points it at her. Al gasps. "Brot-" "Who are you?!" Ed demands. The girl who should have been Lisa smirks and steps closer. "What's wrong? Scared of lil' ole me?" She chuckles. Al shivers and steps back. She tilts her head up, grins at them. "Who I am is of no concern to you right now. In fact, right now, what you should be worrying about-" She suddenly appears in front of Ed, grabbing him by his throat and slamming his back into the wall. "-is whether or not you'll survive the next few hours." Ed releases a strangled cry of surprise as Al gasps again. (Jesus, Al! Stop gasping! You don't even have lungs! (I'm so mean, I'm sorry))

Lisa's grin returns to the dangerous looking scowl. She grabs Al's head and chucks it across the room and kicks him away. "AL!" Ed struggles to break from the girl's grip. She steps closer to him and snarls. "If you want to survive the next few minutes, you'll keep that trap of yours shut while I talk." Ed returns the growl, but bites back a snide remark. She sighs and turns her whole body to the side and swings one arm around.

"We could've avoided this silly little encounter if you had just been a little nicer! Honestly! You humans are so rude to each other! Paining each other so! And to think! Lisa wants to protect a snot-nosed brat like you!" She scoffs. "She's so soft, always so willing to help people! I can't understand why she wastes her time with people who are going to hurt her in the end! Speaking of which." She turns to Ed and glares at him. She pulls up her shirt sleeve and holds it up in his face. "So help me, if you hurt her one more time, yell at her, if you even look at her wrong." A creepy shadow takes over the upper half of her face. "You think you know pain? Agony? Hate? Fear? I was born of it. Step out of line once more, and I'll teach the true meaning of fear and pain."

The only clock in the room starts to ding 10 at night. Lisa glances at it, growling. She turns back to Ed, a sickly sweet smile on her face. "It seems that, for tonight, you're safe." She drops him and takes several steps back, one hand on her hip. "Just know, I'm watching you blondie." Ed coughs. "W-waitaminute! Who are you?!" She chuckles and then breaks out into full-out laughter. She flicks away a tear and smirks at him and Al, who has finally found his head. "My time is up for now. If you wanna know more about me, talk to the ditz." She sighs. "Oh, and, blondie?" Ed seethes at his new nickname. "Catch."

Her eyes abruptly fade from red to green and roll into the back of her head. Ed, taken by surprise of the abrupt change, rushes forward and catches Lisa as she falls. He sinks to his knees as it is a little to hard to stand with an unconscious girl. Her head lolls to the side and rests against his chest. "Lisa?" Ed shakes her slightly. "Lisa? Are you okay?" She moans and shakes her head slightly. Her eyes crack open. "Mmmmeh…" She groans. She blinks a few times and looks up at Ed groggily. "Ed?" He sighs. "Geez, worry us both half to death." He grumbles under his breath. She tilts her head slightly. "What?" He shakes his head. "N-nothing."

-Lisa's P.O.V.-

I rub my head and push myself into a sitting position. "Damn... " I glance around the room, hoping to God that we're all actually still alive. Everything seems to be in one piece… I turn to Ed. "Uhm… What… what happened?" Ed frowns. "You mean.. You don't remember?" I cover my worry with a confused smile. "Remember what?" Ed turns to Al, who shrugs. Ed sighs, shakes his head, and glances back at me. "You have a HELL of a lot of explaining to do." I sigh. "Alright, fine." Ed stands up and walks over to one of the overturned chairs, flips it back over, and sits. I start to stand up when I realize my legs feel like jelly. I flop right back onto my butt. I sweat drop. 'God damnit Lillian! You could've been a little more sparing on the energy!' '*yawn* I didn't use that much power. Just yelled at him a bit. Nothing else.' I roll my eyes while grabbing the arm of the couch to pull myself to my feet. 'Yeah, well, your little "talk" left me a little weak you know.' She chuckles in the back of my mind. 'Yeah, yeah, I'm going to sleep. I recommend you do the same.' I growl as she fades away. "Lisa?" I glance up at Al, forcing any trace of my conversation from my face. "Y-yeah Al?" He kneels next to me. "Are you okay?" I smile weakly. "I-uh.. can't feel my legs…" Al nods. "I'll help you." Before I can respond, Al scoops me up, bridal style, and helps… err, carries, me to the couch. I can't help but blush a little. 'When was the last time I was carried like this? For something dumb like weak knees?' I sigh. Al sets me down on the couch. "Are you sure you're OK?" he asks. I sigh and pat his head. "I'm fine, promise." He sighs. He glances away before gasping. "Oh! Lisa, your hand!" I frown curiously and hold my hand up to my face. "What? There's nothing wrong with my hand!" "Exactly!" Al exclaims. I raise an eyebrow. "I-uhm…" He sweat drops. I sigh and wave it off. "We'll talk later." I yawn. "God I'm tired. Night Aly." "Uhm.. good night Lisa."

MUHAHAHAHAHAHA! HA!

OK, this will, hopefully be short. This chapter had some things I thought were unnecessary at first, but now I feel they fit perfectly. Like that little show from a certain nut-case.

Lillian: Could you NOT drag me into this?

Author: I will drag you into anything I want.