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Drawn to Life

Fears with a Side of Karma and Irony

I sat stiffly acrossed from Ed and Al, glaring down at the table. The last time I looked up the full-midget alchemist was doing the same and Al too, minus the glaring.

"So..." I looked up surprised as Ed broke the silence.

He looked away somewhat awkwardly and scratched the back of his head, "you have automail?"

I was mildly surprised that he brought that up. He didn't like going into how he got his automail, so I figured he wouldn't ask about mine. "No," I said sarcastically.

Ed bristled slightly and his antenna (you know, that piece of hair on his head) twitched. He opened his mouth to say something, I have little doubt I wouldn't like it, but Al cut him off, "You don't have to talk about it if you don't want to miss- um..."

"Black. Swift Black, and you can cut the "miss" part, I'm not that old," I teased lightly with a small smirk.

Al laughed and rubbed the back of his head (well, his armor's head...) and said, "Nice to meet you Swift. I am Alphonse Elric and this is my brother, Edward Elric."

"Oh, I know you," I feigned surprise. Ed swelled slightly in pride as he undoubtedly thought I was talking about him being the Fullmetal alchemist. "You're the boy that Winry always wrenches because he doesn't know how to take care of his automail."

Ed and Al froze in shock, "You know Winry?"

I smirked on the inside and said pleasantly, "Well, you know I have automail," here I flexed one of my gloved hands that were still slightly damp from getting water on them, and showed some of the grooves from the automail, "and I happened to get it from Winry and Pinako. Winry told me about you guys and how you are childhood friends. You should really visit her more; she worries about you a lot."

The boys were quiet for a moment before Ed let out an ever-so-intelligent, "Ah."

Deciding it would be weird if I didn't ask, even if I already knew, I opened my mouth and tried to sound somewhat interested, "So, how'd you get yours, midget?"

Ed bristled, of course, but seemed to be uncomfortable enough by that question to not go onto one of his short rants. After a moment of apprehension, he decided to take the rude approach (how surprising), "None of your business three eyebrows girl."

I visibly twitched and felt a large, and I'm sure creepy, grin spread across my face and give me a slightly psychotic look. It was a nice touch. "That's rather rude of you after inquiring about my automail Edward," I chided, my gaze focused upon him.

Ed looked disturbed, with reason to be since I wanted to freak him out as much as I could, and corrected me, "I just asked if you had automail, not how you got it."

My smile not wavering, I said pleasantly, "Well then, I suppose I'll drop it then," switching my gaze to Al for a second and causing him to flinch slightly (to hell if I know how I can even tell) I said, "And I won't question the armor either."

I observed Ed seeming surprised at me dropping it, but immediately looking wary for a trick. Jeez, I never knew messing with him would be so much fun. It almost makes meeting him worth it; if he hadn't attacked me before, put a major dent into my plans to not meet any major characters, and wasn't an ass. Well, maybe he'll get friendlier.

"Well at least you aren't as nosy as you are annoying."

I've decided: I will screw with Ed whenever possible.

My smile immediately dropped and I looked over at Ed with a deadpan look, "Attack."

"You psychotic bird! Get the hell off me!" Ed yelled as Chipper bombarded him.

I diverted my attention to Al, who looked exasperated with the whole situation, and started to make some light conversation with him. For the rest of the time I talked with Al, only being interrupted by Ed's shouts until Chipper left him alone and he stewed in silence.

Win for the alternate universe girl!

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"It was nice meeting you Al," I said as I hopped off the train with the Elric brothers right behind me.

"Thanks Swift, it was nice meeting you too," Al said back happily.

I turned to Ed, "Ed, well, I met you."

Ed glared at me with his oh-so-attractive black eye (disregarding I have one myself) and spat, "Good riddance."

"The feeling's mutual," I smiled icily and adjusted my bag with Chipper on my shoulder.

After a moment of silence I decided I was ready to go, "Well, it's been……interesting, but I'm gonna head out now, see ya."

I turned around to take a step but was stopped by Al's voice, "Oh! I never asked; why did you come to Central Swift?"

"Al! It's none of our business; let's go," Ed started to walk away; wanting to be away from me as soon as possible.

"Brother- by Swift!" Al called over his shoulder as he jogged after his older brother.

"Bye Al; Dwarf!" I called after and smiled slightly as I heard Ed explode into one of his short rants. I turned on my heel and started looking for a cheap hotel I could crash at until I found Mr. faux-homunculus.

….Fanfictions lied. Again. It was very easy to get rid of Ed and Al. There's a chance I'll run into them like, what, once max while I'm staying in Central, and if I avoid them (which I will) I won't see them again at all! I smirked to myself at my accomplishment.

"We'll find this guy in no time Chipper, we're on a roll!"

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It's been three days, and I haven't found shit.

I should have known cockiness would lead to my downfall; karma always made sure to be a super bitch to me. I had been looking around Central for enigmatic Mr. Blue Eyes. I made sure not to ask anyone, since someone could have caught wind of it and decided to find out what I was so interested about, but I didn't think I would've needed to anyway. Mr. Blue had been terrorizing Central every freaking day.

Then, of course, I get to town and he suddenly stops. I had even sent out Chipper to peruse the skies to see if she found anything, but came up with zilch. I had also considered drawing something. I didn't know if creating a tracking device was in my range of abilities yet, but it would've been worth a shot. Then again, I didn't know if trying my alchemy was the safest thing to do. I know I'm being paranoid, but I really didn't want to slip up.

My life could easily be forfeited in this stupid show. I had realized that when I nearly died from blood loss when I lost my limbs. This was not some fanfiction where Miss Mary-Sue the Magnificent could take death blow after death blow and still come out looking perfect. It had taken me a year to even be able to function on my own. I still had my black eye, third "eyebrow", and a cut that was going to scar on my cheek. I knew I wasn't going to be in perfect condition after I got out of this, if I got out of this, and, quite frankly, the thought scared me.

Another thing I had come to realize in my seemingly endless search (I don't have much patience) is that I have no clue what I'm going to do when I even find my quarry. I highly doubt he'll answer my questions if I go up and demand answers. Besides his eyes, he seems every bit a homunculus, and homunculi have absolutely no problems killing weak humans like me.

I've considered giving up and getting a job or going back to Mr. and Mrs. Lament, but it just doesn't seem right. I mean, I want to get back to my world, but if it were just for my sake, I probably really would give up. No, I'm also doing this for my friends and family. I can't just let my parents go on wondering about what happen to their daughter and never have their worries resolved. I also know I have no way of explaining why I disappeared for a year -it'll probably be more- and randomly came back, but I have to try. I have to.

With these pleasant thoughts revolving around my head, I hefted myself out of the hotel bed and looked blearily at the clock. I grimaced; 8:30. At home, I never got out of bed before noon if it wasn't a school day and I could help it. I looked down at the bed I was crouching on and seriously considered going back to bed. I swear, I could be so lazy I could put Sloth to shame. Gazing aimlessly at the bed another thought popped into my mind: I couldn't afford a hotel forever. I had a decent amount of cash from the Laments, and was living in the cheapest hotel (more like motel) I could find, but it could only last so long.

A sudden trilling filled my ears and I saw Chipper had woken up and was gazing at me in a way that I knew I wasn't getting back to sleep. I glared at her. After a minute I groaned loudly and rolled out of bed and slumped to where my clothes were stuffed in my bag. Chipper trilled triumphantly and I sent a scathing glare her way.

I slipped off my black and light green striped pajama pants and tugged on my jeans. After securing my belt I stripped my simple light green t-shirt and pulled my violet long sleeved shirt over my head and then my black vest. I quickly stuffed my pajamas into my bag and strolled over, bare footed, to my boots and stuffed my feet in them after putting socks on. I sighed, the only clothing I owned in this world were my pajamas, jeans, vest, boots, gloves (that I kept on when I slept), and three long sleeved violet shirts.

Thank God this hotel let's you use the washing machines for free.

I hefted my bag over my shoulder and combed my fingers through my hair that was still in its usual ponytail. I called for Chipper and she soon alighted on my shoulder. Readjusting my bag, I made my way to the door; there was no way I was going to leave it here. The greasy owner of this place looks like he'd sell your kids to the circus if you left them here.

I unconsciously touched my glasses, as if to make sure they're still there. I know it's silly, considering I'd know if they weren't there since I wouldn't be able to see, but I had taken to sleeping with them on. I had been doing this since I first came to Amestris. Truth is, I was terrified of losing them. If I lost them, I'd be as good as blind, and I don't think I could deal with another one of my five senses being taken away; not after feeling had been virtually disabled.

"I'm getting depressing," I muttered to no one in particular as I slipped out of the building and into the cool morning air.

A good amount of people were already on the streets, but it was nowhere near crowded. I earned a few peculiar looks, thanks to Chipper (who enjoyed the attention and wouldn't shut up so she was even more noticeable), but was quickly forgotten as people resumed their own affairs. I still didn't feel safe on the streets alone; heck, I didn't even walk the streets alone at home. I am only about 15 (I didn't really keep track but a year has passed, so my birthday must have too).

"You know the drill Chipper," I spoke lazily to my little black and white bird, "Search the city for Mr. Blue Eyes and get me as soon as you can when you see him."

Chipper nodded and took off from my shoulder. I watched her go and tried to think of what I'd do if I ever found him. Nothing came to mind and I mentally shrugged. If I hadn't found him for three days, I'd most likely have a lot more ahead of me to think of something.

Ah, but here's the thing about irony: if karma's a mega bitch, he's a mega bastard.

I continued on my way, never seeing the hollow sky blue eyes that watched me and the cruel smile that arched across a face.

"So she did come," a pause and the smile stretched even wider, "It's time to break the rules."

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Cliffhanger! Yes, I know it wasn't very exciting, but just wait for the next one, which I'm planning to get out in at least a week; it'll be worth it :)

Oh! A mega cookie for whoever can guess what Mr. Blue Eye's name is :P