"I was born for this purpose."
Her words rang in his ears.
"I was born to assist the Fullmetal Alchemist in his quest. That reason, and that reason alone. When I finish my purpose, I will return home and expire. That is all there is to it." Annabeth said simply to Scar. "I was allowed to bring my cat over for assistance, but even she knows my fate was already decided."
"Fullmetal… Where?" the girl with Scar asked.
"There." Annabeth pointed at him at the same time Scar did.
"He's not here, is he?"
"Nope. Edward. There. Jane, go to Edward." Annabeth ordered, putting the feline down.
The cat marched over to him. "Don't you dare touch me, you blasted feline!" he growled. Jane didn't heed his order, taking his hair between her teeth and tugging sharply. "Ouch!"
He swatted at the cat as she went back to Annabeth.
It clearly upset the girl. But amazingly, she performed Alchemy!
"About time! To action, Jane!" Annabeth cheered.
"Yeah!" Ed agreed. But his trans-mutation did… nothing?
"How are Scar, that girl, and Annabeth trans-muting?" Al wondered as they ducked behind a rock.
Annabeth whooped loudly, her cat wailing like a little siren on her shoulders. She wasn't even using her hands to make a trans-mutation ring anymore, he realized. She made a point f touching what she wanted to transmute, then did so with a flick of her wrist. The lightning created by her trans-mutations was a neon-green as well.
"Al! Help!" Annabeth yelled. She was holding the small girl in her arms, dancing away from Gluttony. "Now!" she added. Jane snarled angrily in agreement.
As he joined the fight, Annabeth's fighting wound down and she eventually withdrew from the battle. She instead had a violent attack.
He was fine with that when he saw just how violent it was and he and Al were forced to stop fighting as well. She was soaked in blood, and her cat was making worried burbling noises.
They waited for her attack to fade, then followed Envy. They hesitated before getting into the elevator. Annabeth dully trailed in after him. "Where are we going?" he asked.
"Get in." Envy growled. "Why don't you just behave like your girlfriend here?"
"Shut up." Annabeth said weakly. Jane hissed at the same time.
In the elevator, Envy changed his appearance to that of a soldier. Annabeth looked dully at him and, realizing something, started a swearing tirade. They saw why, or so they thought, when the elevator stopped.
"Yes, we were below Central. Shut up and c'mon!" Annabeth said nervously, dancing from foot to foot.
"Hey!"
They all looked at Envy.
"You're all covered in filth!"
So they were led to the showers. Ed took his time. "Al… Annabeth was able to trans-mute so easily, and without even…"
"I know. It's odd."
"Al, do you even think she's human?"
"Brother!"
They heard a scuffling outside the door. "You really don't want to!"
"Shut up and move it!" Envy snapped.
"No!" Annabeth's firm, short sentence was accompanied by Jane's hiss.
"Move… it!"
There was a thud and a grunt. The door slammed open.
Annabeth had taken off down the hall before the door was even opened.
After he'd dressed, they were taken to another room. Annabeth refused to enter. Envy eventually had to shove her in. When he did, she sat determinedly on the floor. Apparently thinking differently, she then stood.
That cleared up, the brothers turned around. "Mustang? What's going on here?"
"I don't know."
"Please, sit." Bradley gestured.
They sat, but Annabeth stood stubbornly at the door. "Why don't you sit?"
"I will stand or I will fall. I will not sit." Annabeth growled. Almost as if to empathize her point, Jane got off her shoulders and stood rigidly besides her. "So there. Do not tell me how to position myself, unborn scum."
"Unborn? That's a little harsh." Mustang said.
"Homunculi are created, not born. Therefore, unborn scum!"
There was silence for a minute or two afterwards. There was then a small cough. Al frantically made coughing noises. Annabeth giggled smally. She then stretched in a bored fashion. "Can we start talking? I'm bored out of mind."
The conversation lasted only a few minutes. "Oh, Alphonse?" Bradley asked before they left.
"Yes?"
The Fuhrer's sword slid into Al's side. They gasped, Mustang was confused, and Annabeth yawned in unison with her cat.
"I-is that all sir?" Alphonse asked as the sword slid back out.
"Yes. You may go now."
Outside, in the hall, Annabeth collapsed, snoring almost inaudibly, Jane fell asleep, and he and Al gasped in relief. "Am I the only one here worrying about your girlfriend here, Fullmetal? If she's falling asleep on her feet, then she's possibly sick!" Mustang snapped.
Jane hissed, biting Mustang's hand. He winced, but didn't let go. In response, the feline did the same thing she did to Father. He really got a kick out of that!