"You're not Edward. You're not even human! WHO THE HELL ARE YOU?!"

Alphonse's outreached arm shook as he just stared at 'Edwards' back. The room became eerily silent as Mustang took a step towards the younger blonde boy on the floor. "Alphonse, what are you talking about? Look at him! Of course, that's your brother!" Roy's gaze bounced between the two men.

"No he's not Mustang! Have you checked his body?" Alphonse stood up with the assistance of Roy.

"There are no marks Al!" Roy took a step back and blocked Al's view of his brother, who remained silent. "Edward, say something." Nothing. Roy glanced over his shoulder to see Edward slowly standing up. His entire body quivering as he held the toilet for extra support. "Edward?" Edward's raised his head to meet Roy's glance, tears filling his eyes.

"He's a monster!" Al shouted.

"A… monster?" Ed murmured as a tear rolled down his hot cheek. Edward pulled his arm across his stomach, holding himself. "Why…. Al? It's me!" Alphonse just shook his head. "Do you hate me that much?" Roy turned around to face Edward, holding a hand out for him. Edward slapped it away.

"You're not my brother."

"Alphonse, that's enough. Let's talk." Roy turned around and left the room with a hesitant Al behind him.

"What's going on with you?"

"That's not Ed, Mustang!" Al's voice raised as he spoke, clearly upset by this 'discovery'.

"Calm down. Walk me through what happened." Roy sat down on the patio stairs, patting the empty spot next to him. With an agitated sigh, Al sat next to him. "I'd like to say your wrong Al, but I have to admit, you know Edward better than anyone. If you believe something is wrong, tell me."

"After you left sir, he stopped puking for a moment and started mumbling to himself. At first I couldn't understand him…"

"What did he say?"

"He was repeating names…. 'Winry – mechanic. Hohenheim – father. Alphonse – brother. Mustang – colonel"

"Alphonse, I told you Edward seems to be having some amnesia. Maybe-"

"That's not it! It started like that, but something happened. His voice changed… he shook weird… and puked again. It looked like mud."

"Mud?" Mustang raised an eye brow.

Alphonse nodded, "that's not all. He turned to look at me. There was mud leaking from his eyes and nose."

"What?" Roy rubbed his chin thinking back to when he first found Ed. Dirt caught in Ed's automail, the dirt in the bed, random spots of dirt in the house… 'what's going on?'

"Then… his face morphed Mustang. One side of his face looked like it was melting…."

"Am I not human?" Edward's shaky voice interrupted. The two other men quickly turned around to see Edward leaning against the door frame. He looked normal again. Too normal.

"Edward… I think something's wrong… but I do believe it's still you." Roy stood up and walked over to him. "You look extremely well for someone who was just sick a few minutes ago."

"I'm fine…" Ed looked away from the older man. "What's wrong with me? Why do I keep having black outs?"

"Did you have another one?"

"I don't remember the train ride… I don't remember arriving here. Last thing I remember is boarding the train. Then, I'm in the bathroom here and Al is terrified of me. If I'm not human, than what am I?!" Ed angrily pushed Mustang away from him. "Stay away from me! What if I'm dangerous?!"

"Brother!"

"Oh, now I'm your brother? You just called me a monster!" Edward took a few heavy steps towards Al. "If I'm not really Edward Elric, then you have no reason to hold back!" Edward grabbed the chair from the deck and threw it at Alphonse, who dodged it with ease.

"Stop it!" Al yelled as Edward continued blow after blow. "We don't need to fight!" The older brother ignored him and through another punch. Mustang ran over to stop the two from fighting, only to have Edward turn on him as well.

"Stay out of this Colonel!" Ed slammed his hands on the ground performing a transmutation. Before Mustang knew it, he was surrounding by mud walls. "Be a good dog, and stay!"

"You know this won't hold me!" Mustang yelled back, pulling his gloves out of his pockets. Edward's attention returned to his brother, who was charging towards him. Al clapped and slammed his hands on the ground. Blocks of earth came up and slammed Ed in the side forcing him to flip sideways. He hit the ground with a hard thud. There was a loud cracking sound and the prison Mustang was in then exploded. Edward just laid on the ground in silence. "Edward?" Mustang called out. Nothing. "Ed?!" He ran over to his side. Edward was just staring up at the sky with a blank stare. "You ok?"

"Colonel? What's going on?"

Mustang sighed deeply. "Are you serious right now?" Edward just looked at him confused as he sat up. Alphonse kept his distance, panting very heavily.

"You okay Al? What's going on?"

The three men were sitting in the yard, all facing each other.

"So Fullmetal, I need you to tell me everything you remember. Start from the beginning."

"I was exploring what looked like an abandoned city. It seemed like a ghost town at first. I felt like I was being watched though. I remember hearing someone scream for help, but the moment I found them I must have been knocked out. All I remember is hitting the ground and everything went fuzzy."

"When you awoke, where were you?"

"I don't know. It looked like some old brick building. Walls, floors, and ceilings were all brick and wood. I woke up restrained to a table. The room was cold. My limbs were tied down with barb wire, as was my neck. I remember the pain of being stabbed with each breathe I took. I couldn't move though. My muscles felt weak, but my mind was fully aware of every sensation. A man came over to me and told me if I cooperated, the faster it would be over with."

"What happened next?" Alphonse finally joined in the conversation.

"He ripped my clothes off as a few others surrounded the table. Their hands traveled all over me… I wanted to rip their arms off, but no matter how hard I tried to struggle, I couldn't move more than my fingers or toes. I remember the man gave them the order to 'break me'."

"How so?" Roy calmly asked.

"They took turns breaking my fingers and toes. One took nails and pounded them into the bottom of my foot. I was cut and beaten for what seemed like hours… Then things went dark."

"I'm sorry Fullmetal…" Roy's voice was soft and apologetic. "That's more information than we had before at least."

"Who was the man?" Al asked.

"I don't remember. He had long silver hair and a smooth voice."

"An Ishvalan?"

"Doubtful. They may hate us, but there aren't the type to perform torture." Roy quickly added.

"Do you really believe you're Edward Elric?" Al asked sternly.

"Of course, I do! I have all these memories, don't I?" Ed retorted.

"Memories are just scraps of information that can be made up or possibly even copied as easily as anything else." Al said accusingly.

"So who am I then Alphonse?"

"Who? More like what are you?"

"YOU GOING TO CALL ME A MONSTER AGAIN?!" Edward screamed with sudden rage.

"Monster? You remember that?!" Mustang held a hand out in a stopping motion. Ed pushed his hand away and leaned towards Al, a grin from ear to ear, and whispered to him.

"I got that body back for you… Don't think I won't take it back."