Hey guys, I know it's been over a month since I last updated; I apologize. My grandma passed away unexpectedly and I had to study for major tests. I also apologize if you need to read the last few chapters or the whole thing to remember what this story is even about. I honestly had to read my last chapter to remember what was going on. As a way of saying Sorry I decided to make Roy a little 'out of character' at points.

Disclaimer: I do not own Fullmetal Alchemist or Fullmetal Alchemist Brotherhood...If I did, I would be freakin' AWESOME...But I don't. :P

WTF

All Al saw was a blur of red and gold before he felt his brother deal a swift kick to his breastplate. Then a kick to his placard. Fortunately, Al couldn't feel the pain physically, but mentally, he was hurt and confused.

"Brother?" asked Al dodging a kick to his helmet. "Ed! What the hell?!" Al shouted as he leapt out of the way of another blow. "This isn't the time," Al looked at his surroundings, "or place to be sparring!"

Al Froze when he heard the boy chuckle darkly. "I'm not sparring you idiot. It's a little something called 'getting even'." Ed/Damien (I'm gonna call him Damien) landed a kick to his side and he fell to the floor.

"Getting even for what, Ed?! What did I ever do to you?! Huh?" Al shouted angrily from his floor position.

"It's not what you did. It's what the stupid pipsqueak Edward did." Damien growled.

"What are you talking about?" Asked Al, as if his brother had grown a second head.

Lieutenant Hawkeye and Roy just stood there with mouths open, gawking at the two, unsure of what to do. Riza was the first to snap out of her trance.

"Fullmetal!" Riza yelled. She pulled out her trusty gun. She didn't wanna shoot the kid, but if this goes on...whatever this was...she didn't want to think about it.

Damien laughed insanely and walked slowly towards the woman. Riza's eyes grew in fear as he inched nearer and nearer. She backed up into the wall of the bathroom. Damien had an amused look on 'Ed's' face. Riza's hands began to shake as she gulped and continued to aim the gun towards the teen. Damien reached forward an automail arm and grabbed the end of the gun, and shadows slithered out from his palm and around the hole on the gun. Riza began to hyperventilate as the shadows creeped past the gun, and up her arm. W-what kind of alchemy is this?! Riza thought to herself as the shadows coiled around her neck. Damien smirked.

"ED!" Damien heard from behind him. The shadows detached themselves from his palm, but still continued to wrap around the Lieutenant's slender body. Damien turned around with a cocked eyebrow to see Roy glaring daggers at him, glove on, ready to snap his finger and set the boy aflame. "What the FUCK is going on shrimp?! You cry and scream for help and now your assaulting your coworker and your own brother?! What's wrong with you?" The Colonel hissed.

"Colonel, please don't hurt him!" Al cried. The two ignored him.

"Oh hello Roy. Fine, shoot, but if you do," Damien stepped to the side to reveal Riza, every inch of her body covered in shadows, only eyes showing. Her eyes conveyed fear, and she was shaking. "I can snap my fingers as well, and crush that pathetic woman." The colonel gritted his teeth. Why did part of Ed's voice sound so familiar?

At that moment, a whistling Second Lieutenant Breda waltzed into the bathroom. His whistling was cut short when he saw the scene before him. His eyes widened and he pulled out his gun.

"What's going on in here!?" He asked looking around the room. "I came in here to piss and find this?! What the hell?" Damien was getting annoyed.

"Ugh! You can go after we're done, but first..." He lunged at Al, who was still on the floor and kicked off his helmet. Damien quickly transmuted his automail into it's famous knife extension and lifted it above his head, ready to strike Al's bloodseal.

"NO!" screamed Roy. Al closed his eyes from where his helmet was laying a few feet away, not wanting to see his inevitable doom. He heard a large thud and slowly opened his eyes. His brother's body was laying on his suit, Breda's gun above where the boy's head was. Breda had hit him with the Butt of the gun and the shadows dissolved off of Riza, vanishing into thin air.

"What. The. Fuck." Roy mumbled shaking his head. Al's suit stood up and walked towards his helmet, and put it back on his head.

"Thank you Breda..." Al said shaking his head. "I don't know what happened."

"RIZA!" Roy screeched and ran to her side. She was shaking, eyes wide in fear, her body rocking back and forth slowly. He knelt down and put one arm around her shoulders and one under her knees and lifted her. She clutched his jacket, knuckles white. "Riza! Riza! Answer me!"

"R-Roy..." she mumbled, voice cracking.

"Okay I'm glad everyone's okay, but can you all please take this into another room so I can urinate in peace?!" Breda asked impatiently.

Roy sighed and looked at the paperwork on his desk. He looked both ways to make sure no one was looking as he pulled out a pink fluffy diary and a sparkly purple pen. He began writing about everything that had happened. He wrote about his waffles that morning, and how he caught Second Lieutenant Havoc reading a yaoi manga. He giggled.

"Um, Colonel Roy, sir?" Roy spasmed as he slammed close the diary and quickly put it in his desk drawer. He looked up at Private Fuery. "Um, Colonel, was that a-"

"No." Roy responded quickly. There was a lengthy awkward pause.

"...So what happened?" Fuery asked.

"Well I heard a stifled noise coming from Second Lieutenant Havoc and when I went over there he was reading this yaoi manga. And I don't mean fluff. I mean full on doujinshi! It was funny because when I asked him about it, he-"

"No! Not that," Fuery blushed slightly. "I was talking about why Riza is in the infirmary, and Ed is unconscious in the interrogation room strapped to a chair? "

"Oh...yeah that..." Roy cleared his throat awkwardly. "I'm not 100% sure..."

"Weren't you there?"

"Yeah but, it was very out of the ordinary and it didn't make an iota of sense..." Roy tried to explain.

"Well, I entered the interrogation room and he was mumbling something about a 'Damien'?" Fuery mentioned. Roy immediately tensed up.

"Damien..." Roy repeated. He shook his head. No. It couldn't be...The colonel shivered. "Thank you Fuery, you are dismissed." Fuery saluted before exiting the room.

Damien...oh god...but that couldn't happen...not to Ed...I'm over thinking this. This could never happen...Unless...No... Roy sighed at the thought and bit his lip before pulling out his diary and scribbling like mad once more.