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Slowly regaining consciousness, I could hear voices speaking. One sounded gruff, while the other two sounded much younger but were still men. It sounded like they were discussing me. I tired to get up to fight but found myself bound to a chair. Looking around to find that I was in a kitchen tied to a chair. The kitchen was decent in size but I couldn't see the men that I had heard talking. I tired to remember how I got there when I suddenly remembered the cloaked thing. I started struggling again until someone spoke.

"Stop struggling."

The men finally stepped into my view and they were definitely not what I had expected of kidnappers. One seemed looked like he could use a good night's sleep. The next one had some shaggy black hair, and the last one had many scars and a really creepy fake eye.

"Ed is so gonna skin me alive for this," I grumbled in Amestrian causing the three men to become confused in front of me. Just what the hell was going on here. It's like they had no idea how things went in this type of situation.

"I was told he spoke English," the tired one said to the others. I smirked at them. The creepy one looked at me just then.

"And they don't bother to check the gender of their own captive. Now that's just sad."

"What's so funny?" he demanded. This time I decided to use German so see if I could continue this game of guessing.

"You three that's what," I said and the black haired one seemed to know the language. Damn and I was hoping for some fun there.

"Now that is German," he stated making me roll my eyes at the obviousness of that statement. "Can you speak English?"

"Vell I do live in England so I vould hope I did, you idiots. Now can I go home, before my brother destroys half of London looking for me?" I snapped at them. The two younger mans eyebrows shot up while the one with the creepy eye glared at me more.

"Not until you answer our questions," Mr. Creepy said. Now I was kind of pissed.

"Viy the hell vould I do that? Do I even get to know voo my captures are? My name is Skylar," I told them, trying to get them to tell me who they were. They completely ignored my questions and stated with their own. Oh they really wanted to anger me now.

"Full name?"

"Really you kidnap me vith out finding out zat much? Some kidnappers you are," I sneered at them.

"Skylar Elric. That's all we know on your name we were just confirming information. That's all," Mr. Tired said, rubbing the bridge of his nose.

"Do I get to know your names now? Other vise I'll give you nicknames and I suck at that," I said to them making the two younger men sigh.

"We are the ones asking the questions here not you. If you don't cooperate I will make you do so," creepy guy threatened. I started laughing at how ridiculous these guys were.

"If you are going to threaten me you vill have to do much better sen that," I taunted at them, making the creepy guy angry. The creepy guy pulled something out of his coat and came over to me. He then forced open me mouth and poured something into it. He held my mouth closed forcing me to swallow it.

"Vat the fuck vas that crap?" I swore angrily making my accent even more pronounced. I seriously wanted to punch the man's lights out now.

"Veritaserum , or in other words truth serum. Now we will get our answers. Full name?" Creepy guy said.

"Colonel Skylar Erin Elric," slipped out of my mouth against my will. I stared at them like what the hell was wrong with them giving me this stuff. All the years of hard work concealing ourselves was going to go down the drain tonight, I could feel it in my bones.

"Age?"

"Eighteen," came out and yeah it was true but we had been in this world much longer than that. Stupid gate and not properly closing, and shifting time.

"Isn't colonel a muggle military rank?" the tired one whispered, not very quietly, to the black haired one.

"Why would I know? Moody do you know?" the black haired one asked. I then realized I finally had a name for the creepy guy at least.

"Let's just ask him. Is colonel a military rank?"

"Yes."

"And how long have you been in the military?"

"Since I vas certified along vith my brother at the age of twelve," spilled out of me and I knew Ed was going to be so pissed when he found me. I started trying to fight the stuff but it wasn't very effective.

"Twelve? Who would make children join their military?"

"My brother and I choose to join of our own accord," I stated simply.

"What are your brother's names?"

"Colonel Edward Van Elric and Alphonse Morgan Elric."

"What was the light Harry saw?" I tired to fight but it all just came out.

"It vas from an alchemic reaction," I said. Now this is what I didn't want them know. I could later think of an excuse of the other stuff but alchemy I could not.

"Alchemic as in alchemy?" the tired one asked.

"Ya." What came out of their mouth next though shocked me.

"I thought alchemy was a dead art?" the black haired one asked. Most people believe alchemy just didn't exist but these people were thinking it was dead art. Something was seriously wrong here.

"Apparently not. Can your brothers do alchemy as well?"

"Yes." I glared at them. Now they were dragging Ed and Al into this and that wasn't cool at all.

"Moody that's enough," one of the younger ones said trying to stop him.

"Do you work for the Dark Lord?" this last question threw me for a loop. Who was this person they were talking about and why did they think I would work for him. This interrogation now that I thought about it was more like a war interrogation than a kidnapping one.

"Huh? I have no clue voo you are talking about," I answered and Moody seemed satisfied. It finally seemed as though the questioning was going to stop, or so I thought. From the looks on the two younger ones faces I looked like they wanted to ask something.

"Remus just ask. I can tell you want too," the black haired one told him. Now I had the name of the tired one; Remus. I looked curiously at them and waited for the question.

"Are you a werewolf?" Remus looked almost pained to ask me. They thought the mythical werewolves were real. What kind of people was I dropped off with here.

"Vat are you talking about? They don't exist unless you have proof other wise," I told them waiting. The truth potion as they called it had worn off and now I was just curious for scientific purposes only.

"They are very real. You can do alchemy but you don't believe in werewolves. Now that is just silly," the black haired one said.

"Not really since alchemy is a science, not some magic, or all powerful art. So viy did you think I vas one?" I asked, hoping to satisfy my curiosity on this matter.

"Your eyes with the gold in them made us think so," Remus said. I looked over him and noticed the gold he was talking about in his own. Now it made some sense why he wanted to ask.

"It's genetic I promise. My father had pure gold eyes as does one of my brothers."

"What do you mean by genetic?" The black haired one asked.

"Do you no nothing about science? My mums eye vere green vile my fathers vere a bright deep gold," I explained appalled that there were people in this world that didn't know this at their age. "Can I be untied now? This is very uncomfortable," I asked and Remus untied me. I stretched my right leg to make sure it was fine. Just then a really old guy enter the room.

"Alaster why didn't you wait for me?" he asked.

"He woke up before you arrived." I didn't even bother to correct him and glared at Moody.

"More like he used some truth crap on me to get his fucking answers," I growled out.

"You did what? Out now Alaster!" the old man demanded and Moody left. It was satisfying to see Moody put in his place. The old guy then turned to me.

"I'm sorry he did that. I'm Albus Dumbledore, Headmaster of Hogwarts school of Witchcraft and Wizardry," He said making me gap at him. There was no way in hell magic was real. This world was all about science not make believe stuff like magic. Hell alchemy was even considered magic here. This man seemed though was at least polite to introduce himself first so I would hear out what he had to say before I corrected him.

"Finally someone vith the decency to introduce themselves. I still don't even know the two's full names. Also there's no such zing as magic," I said waving my hand past the two younger men.

"Sorry about that. I'm Remus Lupin and this is my friend Sirius Black," Remus said, quickly while looking down.

"You're named after a constellation?" I asked and Sirius nodded his head. "That is bloody wicked." This seemed to surprise them.

"You don't find it odd?" Sirius asked.

"I have no right to talk ven it comes to names. My parents gave me a boys name for crying out loud as a first and middle name. Though if you vere to see them on paper you vould know I vas a girl by how my middle name is spelled," I rambled on making them go wide eyed at me. Guess they really didn't know I was a girl.

"You're a girl?" Black and Lupin both shouted at me.

"Ya," I said and turned to Dumbledore. "Now I'll reiterate vat I said before, there is no such thing as magic."

"Oh on the contrary. Here let me show you," Dumbledore said and pulled out a stick and waved it and made some cups float.

"Holy shit!" I swore trying to figure it out logically but can't find any way for that to be possible. He sets them back down on the counter.

"I actually have a proposal for you."

"Vat is it?" I asked, arching my eyebrow at him.

"I would like you and your brothers to attend my school," Dumbledore said and I looked at him like he was crazy. Just thinking about it made me laugh, but then I really thought about it and maybe this could be our ticket home.

"Fine. I'm on board. Good luck trying to convince Ed. He's an even bigger skeptic than I am," I agreed,smiling at my imagination of Ed's reaction.

"Alright then I'll have to do my best than," he smiled.

"Is there someplace I can sleep? I don't plan on being there ven you tell him about this. Oh and you boys there get to tell Ed vat they got out of me," I smirked and they both gulped. Yeah I wanted to be no where near Ed when he found out these guys forced me to tell things that weren't ever theirs to know. Al would probably hold him back though from hurting them sadly.

"Yes I'm sure Mrs. Wesley would be happy to show you to a room," said Dumbledore and pointed me out of the kitchen. I went out and I saw many red haired children in the room. All the children turned and stared at me. Most of them just seemed curious about me. A red haired woman then came up to me.

"I'm looking for a Mrs. Wesley."

"That's me deary. What do you need?" she asked cheerfully. She reminded me of my own mother some with the air of motherliness around her.

"A place to sleep. I'm very tired," I smiled weakly. Thinking about mom now would just give me nightmares later if I wasn't careful.

"This way deary," she said and showed me up two landings. "You're going to have to share with two of my boys-" Before she could continue I stopped her. It honestly wouldn't be good if I was sharing a room with two unknown boys.

"I actually can't do that, Mrs. Wesley. Do you think you could give me a room that I could share vith my brothers?" I asked. "They vill be here later on."

"I guess that's fine," she said curious but then showed me to the door across from the one she was going to show me.

"Thanks Mrs. Wesley," I smiled and entered the room and found three beds inside. I grabbed the one furthest away from the window and without even taking off my boots, I fell asleep.

Edited!

~Laterz

19/07/2015