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Everyone in the room was looking at me. I felt myself pale, and opened my mouth, my voice cracking when I spoke, "who?"

"Two soldiers, the man said his name was Roy Mustang, the woman didn't tell me," Kairan said quickly.

The names meant nothing to me, I'd overheard discussions of the kawaii Flame Alchemist, Roy Mustang from groups of young girls on the street, but never had I met him. "Did they leave?"

She nodded, "but if they're willing to go door to door looking for you it must be important."

Alex laughed slightly, "They just hung up posters with a reward and picture for me, and I…" he stopped mid-sentence and I gave him a weird look.

Kairan stepped into the room and asked the question I was willing to bet was on the mind of every person in the room, "what did you do?"

I shrugged, "they're obviously confusing me with my sister, Daniel," I said, half-lying.

"Where is she?" Alex asked.

I shrugged.

"What does she look like?" Violet asked in annoying manner.

"Like me."

"Why isn't she here?" Vanessa peered from under her bangs.

I paused and lowered my head, "she's very angry at me right now."

Dr. Wellington appeared behind his wife and she stepped aside to let him in. He stood in front of the table and set his gaze directly on me, "If you haven't already guessed, this hospital is for those seeking sanctuary from the military or public." Everyone at the table looked down with depressing expressions, "I haven't had yet a chance to explain the rules and structure of this system."

"System?" I interrupted, feeling rather lost in how this place suddenly went from a small home-owned hospital to a refuge for criminals and outcasts.

Dr. Wellington nodded, "You may stay here as long as you like but: everything you break you must fix; whenever you leave you cannot return; you must never speak of this place; no drugs, alcohol, or smoking allowed; and no physical violence against any others here. Got it?"

I nodded and Dr. Wellington appeared pleased.

"Once a week a alchemist comes by and can fix most wounds," Kairan added. "But if you have broken bones, or the wound is too bad, you will need to expect multiple visits before your completely healthy." She looked me up and down, "An estimate for you would be six or seven visits. I'd say you can expect to remain here for the next month and a half. He'll be arriving tomorrow"

My eyes widened. Stuck here with these nuts for that long? No fucking way. Now that I was thinking clearer and lacked a good deal of pain I could probably attempt to fix all my cuts and broken bones myself, but D hadn't used her power yet so I was out of energy.

I groaned and let my head fall on the table, biting back a yelp of pain at being reminded suddenly that I had broken my nose (and apparently through everything else, forgotten). After a few moments of silence, "ouch."

I raised my head and rubbed my nose gingerly and Kairan's face softened, "are you alright?"

I nodded. Just my broken nose slamming into a hard wooden table. No big deal.

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Vanessa and Alex left not long after Violet to their rooms. I was rolled around the hospital on request by Kairan and was surprised at how small the building was. It was simply-put, a large house. Nothing more than 5 bedrooms, 3 baths, a kitchen, a dining room, a living room (complete with a TV and couch which currently offered seating to Violet), and several secret 'off-limit' doors, all adorned with signs and padlocks.

I was actually relieved when Kairan pushed me to my room and helped me into bed. When she left I stared at the ceiling. I had heard from someone that if you went without sleep for long enough you would die. First you would hallucinate. Then you would die. I didn't want to die, and finally decided that it was worth it to sleep even with the risk of nightmares.

---Due to the author realizing (deciding) that nothing interesting will happen for awhile, has skipped ahead in time 15 days…

I stared up at the ceiling after another restless night following a nightmare. I wasn't scared, I just wasn't tired. Today would be my third visit from Dr. Renzai, a woman who seemed fascinated with human transmutation and enjoyed testing any new knowledge she gained as treatment on us. Half of the time I wondered whether her weekly visits were to help poor wounded outcasts, or visit her test subjects.

Violet had left six days after my arrival, apparently after a fight with Alex. It was not made public until the following morning when it was questioned by me why she wasn't there. D hadn't returned, and I had lost hope that she ever would.

Every night I reminisced over the day of my outburst. The day when my search for entertainment had turned nightmarish.

(1)I arrived at the front door, but instead of stopping (as I had done in reality) I pushed open the door weakly and made my way out onto the streets, scouring the street for any sign of D.

I spotted her surrounded by military soldiers, all guns aimed at her. D looked helpless and lost.

I quickly made my way over and the soldiers somehow didn't notice me or shoot D yet. "Hey, you stupid soldiers."

All eyes were on me, when somehow in the amazing moment my greatness showed through and I was able through the pain to use my ability. I created air beneath me and floated up and over the wall of soldiers landing next to a shocked D.

I smirked at her, my strength recreating the broken bone and flesh, and I threw the canes at the soldiers taking four down in that one action, "I'm sorry about what I said D." I created a dozen knives and threw them all at once, taking down more soldiers, who were standing and still not shooting, caught up in the tearfully beautiful moment of friendship. I turned to meet D's eyes, "I will get you home no matter what."

D smiled. We hugged. And the remaining soldiers ran off in fear of their own demise. Their short reaction-times destined to kill them someday.

Then the logical side of my mind would try to explain everything that happened, starting with D's inability to destroy the soldiers, and my sudden amount of power and ability to recreate flesh.

A man with no recognizable features appeared, smiling at us both, "My name is N."

D pointed an angry finger at him, "you neutralized my powers! You fiend!"

N smiled in a wise way and turned to face me, "You are strong young [Jedi] master of Creation. You must have always known how to mold flesh." He paused and nodded as if agreeing with himself, "As my powers neutralize D's they must enhance yours so you can create with unlimited energy."

He walked towards us, "Ok, D. Tap your heels three times and picture your home. C, you must transfer all your infinite energy to D."

A gate appeared, D cried and hugged me. The door opened and D was still crying, "You're the best friend I've ever had!"

"You're the best clone!"

D walked through the door, turning to light as I had seen in the first few visions of her exit. The door closed and my powers were gone.

Daniel suddenly ran towards me and stopped, looking around as N left. "What happened?"

I smiled and hugged him, "I can go home." Tears rolled down my cheeks, "that's what happened."

I smiled gently, wondering if things could've actually turned out that way if I'd gone out the front door instead of returning to my room. I'd probably never know.

With a sigh I sat up and pushed my feet over the side of the bed. My right leg was basically healed, and my left couldn't support my weight but hadn't been giving me too much trouble. I placed my right leg on the floor, put one hand on the wheel chair, one hand on the bed and lifted myself into the chair.

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Dr. Renzai smiled, "you've made a complete recovery."

I smiled back with true happiness, after today's appointment my right leg was fully healed, my left only slightly tender, and every cut on my body reduced to a small mark that was not painful in the least. "Does that mean I can leave?" I stood slowly and stretched, walking around the room a bit; walking had never felt so good.

Dr. Renzai nodded, "I see no problem in it." She began packing up, me being her final patient of the day, "Soldiers have stopped searching for you, though the signs are still up."

Suddenly Dr. Renzai's face grew nervous and she hurried over to me, leaning down she was closer to my height. "I must tell you something, C."

My eyes widened when she used my actual name, not the fake one I had been going by in the hospital, "how did you know..."

Dr. Renzai ended my question with a wave of her hand, beware D, she…"

(2)---

I twitched and suddenly found myself standing on a roof in front of D, her eyes looking strained and her body weak. "Did it work?"

"Did what work?" I gasped scrambling away from her and wondering how I had gotten from the hospital to here. I turned my eyes to D, the doctor was going to warn me about something, "What did you do, D?"

D's eyes widened, "do you remember?"

"Remember?" My mind was blank, and I was suddenly aware that the slight pain my left leg was completely gone and every single slight mark from the cuts on my arms was also completely faded.

"What's the last thing you remember?"

I took another step away from her, "Dr. Renzai was about to warn me about you!"

D looked confused, "Renzai…do you mean R?"

"R?"

"Repair also known as Rehabilitate."

"I'm so confused."

D paused, "this is good. If you don't remember then you're safe."

"What are you talking about? Safe from what?" I ran forward and grabbed D, shaking her slightly, "What did you do to me?"

"I destroyed your memory of the past two days. It was risky but," D reached into a pocket on the inside of her coat and handed me a folded sheet of paper, "you asked me to do it. We can only hope I didn't accidentally destroy anything else."

I unfolded the sheet of paper and found that it was a note written in my own handwriting:

I give my full consent to

D to destroy my

Memories of the past few

Days.

~Alex Frederick~

I was rather certain that D could reproduce my handwriting since she was exactly like me. But I was also sure that I hadn't told her my real name, and it was unlikely I ever would have. But there was no telling what I had told her in those last few days.

I pulled away from D, "I don't trust you."

D shrugged, "I'm not asking for your trust." She held out her hand to me, "I'm asking for your help. We're going to find N."

Not one of my better chapters. I kind of skipped around alot and I feel the whole thing is rather confusing.

(1)For those of you who don't know, C was imagining how things might have gone if she had run out the door instead of returning to her room. I'm sure we've all done this. Regretted something and daydreamed alternate ways it could have happened. Yes it is silly. And yes it is stupid and unlikely to have ever even been possible to occur. Sometimes our alternate situations can be unbelievably stupid and unrealistic. At one point it refers to the Jedi Master. N doesn't actually say Jedi, it is implied because I thought it was kind of funny.

(2) was sort of to show a time leap of sorts. Yes it is three days into the future, and yes its because D destroyed her memories. If I choose it to be, you might find out why later on in the story, and what happened during that time, and maybe even what R(epair) was trying to warn C about. Yes R is Dr. Renzai, that will also be explained later.

I think I'm going to blame this chapter's disorganization and confusion on D. She destroyed the serenity of my chapter. The evil little bitch...