Hey Guys, I want to thank the two people that comment. It was really helpful in what I need to do better. If you haven't commented yet… shame on you. Anyways I forgot an author note in the last chapter, which was extremely short. Let me point out some clues about Tillie. Tillie is not a made up character… well sort of. But she did make an appearance with Simone in the movie. Now think hard, remember she a student of Haushofer (the crazy German guy that works for Thule). I think this chapter will clear things up a bit. Anyways their other clues in the last chapter that point to a bigger plot but I'm not pointing them out since I want you guys to have an " OMG!" moment. Also another thing is in this chapter I describe and alchemic symbol. Also the symbol you may see in Tillie's Wrist had an abigram that was used in the popular novel Angels and Demons. The reason why I did this was because abigrams where used by alchemist. Using this one you get a better sense of what Tillie uses for alchemy. All the symbols used in the transmutation circle where really used by alchemist in the medieval times. (It just that nothing happened when they used them.) Also Just to warn you guys one symbol used in her transmutation circle could offend some one. Sorry, but this Fanfic could offend some people since of the time period.

Another thing I must point out, Why did nobody correct me on Haushofer name before. That's the sorrect way of spelling it. By the way Haushofer and Hess where really nazi. They lead, well… a terriable life. Though I must say they are two intresting people to look up. It's sad how people can turn into murder's in the state of being social climbers. Anywas, please comment!

The dark black lines played against her blue veins on her wrist. The circle wasn't really a circle. No, it was it was more of a parallelogram holding triangles pointing up at her palm and the other pointing down at her arm. The square like structure ran through both of the triangles near the point part. In the middle of the transmutation circle was in medieval lettering the word 'air'. The weird think about this was that you could read it air if she moved her wrist completely upside down. (Which is impossible.) Ed studied the circle hard.

At this point the group of officer and cops dressed in their navy solemn color where looking at them. Eyes trying to pierce through the fog of misunderstanding. Hughes gave Ed and Al an odd look. Hughes' eyes looked at the girl with an exhausted look.

" Who are you?" He asked making a face.

" I suggest a women shouldn't see something like this." He said almost mocking her presence.

" Excuse me but I'm…" She said only to get cut off by Simone.

"That is Fräulein Von Netteshiem and I'm Simone Richffer. Where here to investigate in the symbology of the murder. " He said darting his eyes at Tillie.

" Sick freak." Simone mumbled looking at the body.

Some of the men looked towards the body at Simone's words others looked at Tillie, mocking smiles flashed across their faces laughing. Tillie eyed them with a serious look as she gave a smile.

" I suggest you stop degrading me as if I where a filthy pig. Just looking at the body and some other leads," she said glaring at Al, " where the next murder will be."

All the men shut up. She stood up tall and looked at them as if they where dirty, eye cold as a winter in Stalingrad. Though Stalingrad wouldn't come until later.

" Paracelsus Boy…. Herr Hohenheim is it? Tell your brother to put that book down right where it was. I want to some one to see how far the book in the late Herr Bacon's hand is from that book and see if any other books are like that. I mean about alchemy." She said demanding. The men looked at her if she was a common whore, snickering at bossy manner. Simone looked at them and sighed as he turned to Tillie. His eye flickered in the dim light telling her to cool it.

"Follow what She says." He said sighing.

Tillie walked toward the brother as Simone pleaded her to come look at the body.

"Till's it's not that bad. Come on… Let's be honest here you're way better then me. But no one is going to listen to you. I mean when you where engaged to Harmon…"

She shot him a look.

" People would listen to me, because I was going to be a house wife. Not a treating to any one as I clean the dishes and feed our children. Come on Simone don't give me that crap. Even if it's true, it's crap. And one more thing, please don't talk about Harmon to me ever again." Tillie said, her voice quivers as it tried to stay monotone.

" At least not in front of a dead body." She said turning towards Al.

With the spin of her heel, she clicked off in her boots toward the brothers.

During Her conversation with Simone, Ed was trying to figure out where he had seen her before. It wasn't just her, but it was Simone as well. They seemed like some far off memory that he tried to cast away in the shadows of his mind.

" She seems familiar." Edward said in a lost tone of voice.

" Does she, I don't think she seemed to like me very much." Al said with his goofy smile. He was once again trying to blind out the bad, by stating as if he didn't care. " She could be one of Dad's student's. " Al suggested.

" Don't be stupid, Al. We never meet any of dad's student's in Germany. I mean the only people that could really tell about dad's work, was that stuck up Russell and his brother and little from the military." he said getting angry at the memory of being called short. Being called short wasn't much of an issue. Yes, he was still short but no one cared about height in Munich until 1933.

" But how did she know that quote?" Al asked in almost a whiny tone of voice.

" Thule." Tillie said speaking into their conversation.

Both Ed and Al jumped up, her words scaring her. They tried regaining composure, but it was hard to with this women around.

" Don't play dumb with me. Just because I'm a women doesn't mean I can't hear. You asked about Thule. It was back in 1923. Three years, wow. It's been three long year since he died." She said in a dazed expression. She pulled out a cigarette and lights it up in front of them. The paper slowly catching to the fire as she pressed to her lips, inhaling. She puffed out smoke looking at Al as if he was some old sweetheart of hers. She turned away, flushed with embarrassment.

" Why are his eye's olives?"

Ed looked at her even more confused.

"What?" he said.

" They used to be sky blue, like the earlier summer's back in the fair grounds." She said smiling as she looked at the body.

" I got to go outside." She said to him.

Her eyes filling up with tears. Her misunderstanding flooding through her head. Ed placed his auto mail arm on her, in an award attempt to comfort her. She busted out the door, as Ed followed her into the cold night's air. She turned to him, wiping away tears.

"Haushofer's classes have been closed for a while now. Apparently he's too busy with the Thule Organization, so he's been at the villa recently." Remember that. It was Simone, Harmon, and I when you came asking where that fool is, Haushofer. I forgot what you said, but I remembered me saying, "You don't know?" Little did I know you knew him. Little did I know he was still in Germany for that matter. I mean what would compel him to stay here if he didn't have any work here? And then it came together. You asked about Thule, Al starts showing up at the collage. Of course I could only caught his blonde hair in the crowd of students. But then again only Aryans get noticed for knowledge, and rightfully so. Anyways, a couple of days after that there seemed to be a freak accident in Haushofer's villa. Another uprising due to the lack of jobs. Supposedly Al was going to bet up some members in the villa that night if he didn't get a job. For self-defense Rudolf, Rudy, Hess, whatever the hell you want to call him shot Al. But Al had a good job at the fair, entertaining folks with rockets, and it paid for the rent. Now tell me, does that make sense to you?" She said getting angry with him. " You where there weren't you…what really happen? Don't play stupid; I know the gate was opened. I have to be the lucky one, the one that has to be here where the gate opens fucking multiple times. It open about three times in 1921, and then it opened back in 1926. Now it's opening up like crazy. So what happened, what happened to Alfons, Alfons Heiderich."

She said in a deadly tone of voice. The tone raised in a croak of tears and anger. Her body was shaking as she tried putting what manifested her for so long back inside her.

" You and some of your friends decided to open up the gate using his body… His body to open it up!!! So, so you can play some games in your homeland. Whatever the other side is like I don't want it coming into Germany. We don't need alchemy. We got an army stronger then anything in the world. But then again the world doesn't know that, due to all those damn Commies and Jews. Come on… if it wasn't for them we all be sitting pretty. I could fucking go to France and buy the latest fashion, I could run away. Run far, far, away. But no I have to be here… Nobody cares about me being part of noble blood. Who knows I could be related to Hess, but who gives a shit about a relative. Then of course the fact I wasted my life learning that common practice in your world. This damn thing known as alchemy. Symbols, that my whole fucking childhood. Symbols and ancestor… that all we ever cared about. I'm glad Mama's dead, and papa… but who knows who he was. Died in the war, died for nothing!!!!" She yelled out screaming at him. She felt her body collapsed on the ground. She buried her hands into her face, Knees pressing on the ground. Longing to be taken by the earth. Her body shook as she bawled.

"Nothing… Nothing." She cried out as her voice turned into a puff of air as the rain poured down on her. Hair clinging to her face. " Maybe I deserve it, what I gained in equivalent exchange is nothing."