I'm authoring this chapter solo today, sorry. Mina will be back! I feel emo today….. I want to finish this story soon and make a new one ASAP! Also, Gender Bender's plot has been extended to 17 chapters.

Winry felt, or actually didn't feel, now an all consuming numbness. Every part of her existence lacked sufficient feeling. The gripping cold and emptiness left her hallow and at the same time nauseously afraid to feel anything anymore.

She couldn't tell who she was anymore; if her soul inhabited her own body, Ed's, or…. something new. She grasped for control over her arms, her eyes, something that could help her distinguish an identity for her.

She gentle thud of footsteps echoed off the bare walls. Winry could at least hear and see.

She watched as Envy kneeled before her, accompanied by another companion. Envy smirked at Winry, and turned an oblivious eye to her intently gathering the scene before her.

"Are you quite finished with her Envy?" A smoky voice inquired.

Envy chuckled. "You know I'm not Lust…."

Lust… Winry repeated in her mind.

"The boy then?" Lust interrogated.

Envy peered into Winry's empty eyes, as if directing the answer to her instead.

"Pipsqueak's fine girl, and even better, you can die in your own bodies now," Envy mocked.

Winry felt shelled out. Her core violated. A quaking feel of anguish racked the last pieces of her that she could feel.

Envy gazed at her nodding with impression. "Even In a state of exhaustion she's managing to show some of her own will,"

Winry became aware of the small tears rolling down her eyes.

"Poor girl, would you prefer this?" Envy transformed himself into Ed. He plastered a sympathetic look on Ed's face, reaching out to gently caress Winry's cheek.

Winry gave a helpless throaty moan of despair. Envy's teasing pleasure became distressed anxiousness.

"She's stealing back her will…." He commented angrily in Ed's voice.

Suddenly, an angrier voice came from behind. It was Ed's voice as well. Winry's fear became a mixture of relief, and distrust. She felt her mind, even her identity was betraying her.

"Leave her alone you sick bastard!" The voice choked. It sounded strained by some thing Winry had never been able to place in Ed's voice before.

Ed's tormented demand became the pounding of his footsteps coming closer and closer.

"Ed," She choked out gratefully. To her dismay, her voice was unfamiliar. She was gripped by inconceivable panic.

My voice! I…I can't hear MY voice! I can't see…

She strained her eyes, pressuring her very blood to pulse with resentment to the movement. Her mind froze. She realized why Ed couldn't look at her, why Envy was happy, why she couldn't move.

No…. this can't be happening to me!

Poor Winry! Thos chapter was written while I was in a state of depression; likely because it's almost exam week. That may ultimately lead to the delaying of updating my stories. The next chapter is this same chapter, but Ed's viewpoint. That will explain what happened more. Sorry for the shortness.

Luv,

Miko-chan!