"I thought I heard something..." She whispered as she climbed back in the window and walked out the door and down the stairs. Pride cocked his head as he remained inside the room. The few soldiers were standing outside the building like a few children daring each other to run and touch the porch. They jumped as they saw a figure climb from the roof and back in the window of the house as the men carefully walked inside. They didn't quite get a good glimpse of her face as they saw a shadowed figure at the bottom of the stairs.

"Oh! So this house is occupied, we're very sorry!" Fury squeaked.

"My my, who would've thought that idiots traveled in groups." she said in a cool tone, a sinister grin was playing on her face as she walked into the light and leaned against a nearby door frame, looking at one of her knifes in her hand.

"IDIOTS? Now wait just a minu-!" Fury snapped, though he was cut short at the sight. Havoc's cigarette had fallen from his mouth and hit the ground as he noticed who was in front of them. Considering they hadn't traveled with the previous soldiers, they had yet to see her, though he had heard the stories. "S...Star..."

"No it's not Star!" Falman shouted. "It's the homunculus..."

"Oh shit..."

Pride smirked, walking out behind her. "Oi! These are a few sitting ducks I've yet to see, though most I've seen are buried in the ground or rotting on the pavement." He snickered. "So I must have not shown my face to you often then?" He smirked, brandishing the scythe from behind his back.

"Hmm, guess not. My guess is that their main specialty is deskwork but somehow managed to see something they really shouldn't have." She smirked.

"That's a real shame." Pride sang, stepping down. "They'll be seeing a lot less paperwork where they're going." He snickered.

Havoc stepped back. "Fullme-Ed- I mean-" He shook his head.. "Please! Be rational! We were only checking things out...We meant no harm!" He shouted, holding up his hands. Falman took his gun from his pocket at held it threateningly toward the boy. Breda did the same except holding it toward Wrath.

She raised a brow, pushing herself up and looked toward the soldiers. "Now, you wouldn't shoot us, would you?" she asked, smirking. All of the sudden an image from their former life flashed in her mind, her and Ed playing cards with the soldiers in front of them and of course winning. She shook her head slightly as she closed her eyes, putting her free hand over her eyes. "What the hell...?" She whispered, mostly to herself.

Pride looked to Wrath, cocking his head. "Are you alright?" He asked suddenly. Though again, he let his guard down as one of Falman's trembling fingers pressed too hard on the trigger and hit the blonde in the side of the neck. This gunshot also triggered Fury to squeak as he fired toward Wrath. Becoming alert once again, she managed to jump out of the way, eyes narrowing.

"That was a costly mistake." She hissed, holding the knife in between her fingers.

Pride hissed, holding the side of his neck as he stumbled backward with the scythe. "I was thinking about letting you bastards go free, but now I'm having second opinions!" He shouted, running toward them. Havoc's eyes widened as he pulled the gun out of his pocket before it was knocked out of his hands by Pride's scythe. Wrath now had the knife only a few millimeters away from Fury's throat, another knife was in her other hand. She looked over at Falman and Breda, shooting the soldiers a cold look as though saying to not make a move or a sound.

"Drop the knife" Havoc shouted, managing to grab the gun from the ground as he held it toward Wrath. Pride growled as he stood on his toes to wrap his arm around Jean's neck, holding the tip of the scythe to his neck.

"It was a bad mistake to come here..." Pride hissed in his ear. Fury was shivering like a helpless animal as he looked pleadingly to Wrath.

"Why are you doing this?"

She raised a brow at Fury, a cold glint was evident in her dark, soulless eyes. "Why? Because we can, you humans really aren't worth the effort though." She said with a smirk.

"If we're not worth the effort then let us go!" Fury cried.

"Hmm, what do you think Pride? Should we now that they've seen us?" She asked, not looking back as she kept a sharp eye on Fury, Breda, and Falman.

Pride smiled. "I don't know...What do you think?" He snickered, tightening his grip on Havoc's throat as the man began to choke.

She smiled as she pressed the edge of the blade to Fury's throat. "We both know that all they'll do is run to the one in the eye patch so might as well make it easy on us and just kill 'em."

"Easy on us?" Pride snickered. "That eye patched bastard doesn't scare me!" He spat.

"Hmm, so should we kill them or not?" She asked, a cold smile was forming on her face as she pressed the knife even harder on Fury's throat.

"Please...Have mercy..." Cain cried, closing his eyes. Nearby, a man was running down the street. Black strands of hair tickled the lids of his eye, the other brushed a large leather patch that covered half of his face. The man had heard gunshots coming from the area and immediately was on his way to investigate.

Hearing someone running in their direction and thinking it was the military she let out a sigh and pulled back. "And just when it was getting interesting..." She sighed, looking disappointed as she backed away. "Lets go Pride."

Pride scoffed and kicked his foot against Havoc's back as he dropped his arm from around his neck. Havoc stumbled, falling face flat to the ground. "Consider yourselves lucky..." He howled, jumping on a nearby building.

"See ya fellas." She cooed, blowing a kiss and jumped after Pride.

Mustang ran after the officers, noticing half of them were on the ground. Breda dropped the gun as his shaky body hit the pavement. "What the hell is going on here?" Roy asked sternly, shooting the men a cold look. Fury held his neck, shaking.

"They were just here Fuher Mustang..." Falman panted. "We would've died..."

"You four are alright, aren't you..?" Roy asked, leaning down.

"J-ust peachy.." Fury squeaked as the man helped him up.

"Did one of you see her face...?" Havoc muttered quietly as the color began to return to his face.

"...What do you mean see it? She was holding a knife to my throat!"

"Not like that..." Jean muttered. "She looked sad for a moment...Or as if she were under a spell..."

"Come off it." Breda muttered, pushing himself up as he looked to Havoc. He shook his head, rubbing his temples.

"I need a smoke..." He sighed.

Pride snickered, jumping from roof to roof. "Did you see there faces?" He sang, calling after Wrath.

"They actually thought we were going to kill them." She smirked, jumping after Wrath.

Pride snickered wildly. "I know! We actually should of...But it's nice to give them a good scare." He smiled.

She gave a nod out of agreement, thinking back to the flashback. She gave a nod out of agreement, thinking back to the flashback. What the hell was that...Why do I feel like I know them...?

Pride stopped, turning his head over his shoulder. "What's wrong...?" He asked, cocking his head.

"Nothing, forget about it..." She muttered, not stopping as she kept jumping from rooftop to rooftop.

Pride looked forward as he watched her jump in front of him. He sighed, cocking his head before he started up after her again. "It seems like something's on your mind!" He shouted after her as the wind whistled past his ears.

She didn't answer as she kept going, finding an abandoned house on the edge of Central and climbed in one of the second floor windows. Letting out a light sigh, she collapsed on the bed. Putting a hand over her eyes, if only for a second the real her was poking through. The once cold, soulless eyes were now warm and had a hint of a reflection in them. "Wh-What have I become...?" She whispered.

Pride looked around as his hair flew past his eyes for a moment. He fumbled as his foot missed the edge of the roof as he fell. His arm, in a panicked note grabbed the edge of the roof as he looked in the window, smiling nervously. H-he meant to do that. He cocked his head, swinging himself toward the window as his heel pushed the rest of his body inside, slowly walking toward Wrath. "H-Hey...Wh-What's wrong?" He asked, kneeling down. "You...seem upset or worried..."

He leaned down, brushing the hand that was on her eyes down to the mattress. "I've never seen you like this..." He whispered.

"Really, I'm fine just thinking that's all..."

"About what?" He asked.

She sighed. "Nothing...I just need some sleep..." She muttered, rolling over so that her back was to him.

Pride cocked his head as he dropped his hand down to his side. He took a deep breath as his eyes scanned the room, it was dark and quite dusty it being nothing but an old worn out dresser and a bed. He walked toward the corner as his back touched the wall, sliding down until his bottom hit the ground as he blinked, looking over to Wrath. "Y-you had a dream...Didn't you...?" He whispered faintly. She didn't answer right away, only giving a slight nod in response. Pride looked down and sighed slightly, kicking his feet out in front of him. "They don't make any sense..." He whispered.

"No they don't..." She muttered.

He looked down, closing his eyes. "We both need some rest..." He said quietly. "Good night."

"Yeah...Night..." She whispered, going to sleep. She awoke a couple of hours later, unable to go back to sleep she got up and looked over to Pride. Being careful to not wake him up, she slipped out of the room and climbed on the roof. Laying down and putting her arms behind her head, she looked up at the sky. I don't understand...Why am I having these flashbacks...I don't remember any of it...

Pride shifted, he was now laying on his stomach in the corner of the room, his left arm propped up his chin and his eyes were still closed. She sighed and closed her eyes, shaking her head slightly. Getting back to her feet, she jumped off back toward the middle of Central toward headquarters as though something was drawing her there.

Roy was asleep on his desk, his fingers were curled around a pen and his face was resting on a stack of unfinished paperwork. On the leather couch nearby was Alphonse who had a red blanket tossed around his waist, though his eyes were open and his heart was beating fiercely. Once in a while his silver-tinted eyes strayed toward the window behind the Fuher's desk.

Once she had gotten to the headquarters' roof, she jumped down and landed catlike on her feet just outside of the window where Al was looking out of. Why the hell am I here...What drove me to come here...?

Al blinked wildly as he saw a blurred figured fall straight outside of the middle of the window. Carefully, he removed the blankets from his waist as he timidly stood on his toes, trying to spot whatever had fallen in front of the window. She sighed and got back up, looking in the window at Alphonse as another flashback struck to when she had first met Ed and Al...Groaning, she shook her head. No dammit! Leave me alone...I don't remember any of this!

He took a step back, slightly frowning. "What is she up to...?" He hissed to himself, feeling his heart beginning pound. He looked down to Roy who was sleeping like a baby. If she was to start any trouble he would wake him immediately...But for the moment, he wanted to handle things.

"A-Al?" She whispered, frowning as her cold eyes reverted back to the warm eyes that old self once had.

Al's eyes could not have gotten any more brighter than they had become in a long while. He ran toward the window, opening it slightly after he had seen her mouth his name. "Star-san..." He cried, though it was quiet. "Is it you...?" He whispered. His stomach had hitched in his throat as he practically stood on his toes.

"W-What have I become...?" She whispered, for the moment the old Star had managed to poke through.

"Star..." Al cried, silently stepping out of the window. He ran toward her, throwing his arms around her waist as he crushed her in a rib-crushing hug. "Star! Star! It's really you!" He said quietly as tears poured down his cheeks.

"Al...I can't breath..." She choked.

"It's really you." He squeaked, "Why...Why did you do all of this? What's happened? Tell me everything..." He whimpered, still crushing her. He then pushed himself upward as he looked around.. "Nii-san...Nii-san! He's here isn't he?"

She shook her head slightly. "I really can't tell you what's going on, I don't really know myself..."

"You'll stay like this forever...Won't you...?" Al whispered, wiping his eyes with his sleeve. "You must stop what you're doing! You must stop what you and Nii-san are committing to!" He cried as his eyes began to build up with tears again.

"I don't know, its as though my mind's been fogged over I can't explain it..."

"You'll...Stay this way...Won't you...?" Al asked though it was more of a plead. "You have to realize what you've been doing!"

"Its not my choice, otherwise I would..." She whispered.

He looked down, wiping his eyes. "I've missed you and Nii-san so much..."

She looked down, tears now formed in her eyes as she hugged Al back. "We've missed you too..."

"Please...Don't give up..." Al whispered hoarsely as he wiped his eyes. "Keep trying to stop what you've been doing as Wrath...Nii-san too..." He whispered.

She nodded slightly. "And please, try to find a way to get us back before Mustang lets his men do something s-" She instantly cut herself off, holding her head. "Dammit no! Not now!"

Al stepped forward, "Star...What is it...Are you hurt?" He squeaked.

"Get away from me you idiot!" She hissed firmly. She let out a low growl as she felt something trying to thrash its way back up her body, the sinister voice of Wrath was ringing in her ears as she tried to take back control.

Al stepped back, shaking. "Star!" He screamed. "Star!"

"Al...What the hell are you doing?" Roy shouted from inside. Apparently the conversation had woken him up when Al had left the window open. Roy quickly snapped as a large rind of fire circled Wrath, though Al's eyes widened.

"What did you do? She came back Fuher...She came back!"

"How many times do I have to tell you!" Roy howled.

Shit...Dammit! I have to leave before Wrath takes over again..."Don't give up Al..." She whispered, jumping back on the roof. With a solemn expression on her face, she let her legs take her from rooftop to rooftop back toward the abandoned building where she and Pride for the moment called home.

Al stood blankly as she disappeared, watching her run across the roof in the process being engulfed by the darkness. While Al wasn't paying attention, Roy managed to grab him by the collar of the shirt. "Al! What the hell are you doing? You could of died! You know how many of my soldiers she's has slaughtered?-"

"It was her..." Al whispered, looking past the Fuher. "S...She really is...fighting against that thing inside...That means Nii-san is too!" He whispered. "Then there is still a chance...We can bring them both back..."

Roy cocked his head as they both crawled back through the window. "Al you can't scare me like that...She could of cut you in half like all the other men she's murdered mindlessly...She was just playing a trick on you..."

"No! She wasn't Taisa! She wasn't! It was her! Honest...She said my name...And...She said for me to try and get them back...She can't control what she's become...And neither can Brother...Instead of fighting them, we have to help them!"

"Help things that have slaughtered half of my men? I'm sorry Al...But Star and Edward have died...You can't bring the dead back to life Alphonse...I figured you would be the best to know something like that after the incident with your mother."

The boy turned his head as he bit his bottom lip. "I thought you said you were family..." He said weakly. "Family would listen...And family would support...Though you treat me like a child like you did to Nii-san.." Al whispered.

"Al...Don't say that...I'm family because I don't want you to get hurt. You know best of all of us...Not to think falsely about bringing one from the grave-"

"You say that..." Al whispered. "But I got my body back...Didn't I..?" He whispered.

"That's different..."

"No it isn't...It's still human transmutation..." Alphonse whispered. "You can lecture all you want Fuher Mustang...But I'm going to bring Star and Nii-san back...Because I know they are inside of those monsters somewhere..."

Wrath stopped when she got to the rooftop of the abandoned home where her and Pride were staying, catching her breath as she looked back in the direction of headquarters. What're we gonna do...?

Pride had awoken once he heard footsteps on the roof, throwing up his arms and began to yawn. He smacked his tongue against the top of his mouth as he lazily looked to the covers to realize they were empty. He quickly jumped to his feet as he pulled a small dagger from his pocket. "Wrath?"

"I'm up here." She muttered, climbing down from the roof and back into the room.

"What were you doing out there...?" He asked as he stepped back.

"I couldn't sleep..." She said quietly, sitting down on the bed.

Pride looked over at her, cocking his head. "You couldn't sleep...So you left...?"

"I needed to get out for a while..."

Pride didn't seem convinced, though he nodded his head. "W-where did you go?"

"Out." She said simply.

Pride looked down, nodding. "If you know what's best you wouldn't go out again... Those soldiers are idiots but they come in vast numbers...Or at least...They did..."

"I knew what was doing." She said, her tone had a dull note to it. She sat down on the edge of the bed, inspecting one of her throwing knifes.

"Something's wrong." Pride concluded, pushing himself up. "Tell me."

"Nothings wrong." She said flatly.

"Tell me," He said again. "I want to help..." He said firmly.

"Really, nothing's wrong." She muttered, putting the knife away and laid down with her back to the boy.

Pride sighed, he knew something was up...But with the way Wrath was acting he preferred not to irritate her about it. He looked to the window as he took a deep breath. "I might go out for a walk to..." He whispered to himself. Wrath didn't answer, having already drifted off to sleep in the bed. Yawning slightly, she curled up and clutched at the pillow a little. Pride looked at Wrath for a moment as he stuck his left leg out the window. He then turned his head as he launched himself toward the roof across from the abandoned house and headed wherever his legs took him.

Pride stopped, feeling his feet touch a familiar surface. "Where the hell am I...?" He looked down as he brought his right hand to the ground, his bottom half touched the shingles as he looked down. He was right above the Fuher's office. He placed two hands on his head as he opened his eyes, though something odd happened. The dark hypnotized-like eyes faded as they grew to be a bright gold. His limbs began to shake as he dug his left arm into his wrist. "What have I been doing...?" Pride whispered hoarsely. Though ever since the arrival of that night, Roy's ears had been alert though Al decided to sleep in the spare room that was usually used for a game of cards. Hearing footsteps on the building above him, Roy jerked awake and silently opened the window.

He had slipped out of the room, a gun was within his fingers. He twisted and turned in a circle, looking for Pride. Though all of a sudden a crouched figure caught his attention as his face paled. "What the hell do you want? Come to kill me and more of my men? The last person' you've killed will be your last!" Roy shouted seriously. The boy lifted his head as his eyes widened.

"Colonel...Mustang...?"

Roy blinked, lowering his gun, though after figuring out what he was doing he brought it back up, aiming for the boy right between the eyes. "You're not going to hypnotize me like the other did to Al! I know your damn tricks!"

"Al? Where is he?" The figure shouted and jumped off the roof, though he hugged the Colonel around the waist tightly. "Oh damn you Colonel, I've never been so happy to see you in my life! But that eye patch really doesn't match you..." He muttered, backing up. Roy's eyes widened once the boy had jumped down, though was absolutely shocked by what was happening.

"Edward? Is that you?"

The boy cocked his head. "You have to understand...This Pride character... isn't someone I want to be...You have to stop me...No matter what Colonel."

"I'm not the Colonel anymore Ed," Roy whispered. "I'm the Fuher."

Ed arched an eyebrow. "So...The eye patch comes with the package...Eh?" He smiled.

Roy shook his head, running a hand down his face. "What the hell is this...? How did you-"

"I don't know..." He whispered. "But understand I'm not the one killing...And neither is Star..." He whispered. "Please...Tell Al I said...I really miss him." He said quietly.

Roy lowered his head. "He'll be very happy you said it..." Mustang smiled. "But why won't you come in and tell him yourself..."

"Not a good idea Colo-Fuher...I'm willing to change back into the monster you know as Pride any minute...You don't want me trapped inside a place like that...Definitely near Al..."

Roy nodded. "I guess Al really was telling the truth..." He whispered. A couple of minutes later, a younger boy appeared at the window. Looking at the familiar being known as Pride, his eyes widened.

"N-Nii-san...?" He whispered, looking hopefully at the boy as he carefully climbed out the window.

"Al..." Pride whispered, looking over at the boy.

"BROTHER!" Al cried, tackling the smaller boy into a bone-crushing hug.

"Al...Can't...Breathe..." He choked. Al squeaked slightly as he slightly loosened his grip on his older brother.

"I knew you were still alive Brother…I knew it..." He whispered as Edward nodded slightly, hugging his brother back before he got back to his feet. "B-Brother?"

"I can't stay Al...But soon...Soon I promise we'll be able to stay for good." Edward whispered, without another word jumped on the roof and disappeared in the darkness.