Author's Note: Well, summer vacation has come for me and I really should do more than spend time on the internet, but that's easier said than done, as long as the somewhat disappointing weather keeps up. Onto more relevant things, I did some rewrite before publishing this so sorry if some of it seems awkward or comes from out of nowhere. Just drop me a review and I'll see to it! That's why reviews exist- so that authors can improve their work. I don't own DW or FMA, but one day I hope to reach their level of epicness.

Chapter 11 Parasite

The alien that emerged from the alchemist's skin flourished his hands, revealing its palms covered in the insignia of transmutation circles, linked by two lines of rings tattooed across his shoulders and chest. Light crackled around his palms, taking form, and launched around Elisa and Envy, snaring them. The rest of the monster's tattooed rings activated and became tendrils. They were tipped with razors, as Elisa soon learned with a new slice on her cheek.

"Envy!" she yelled. "Envy! Envy?" She turned her head to see Envy lolling in a daze. Energy weakly sparked out of the nodes on his forehead and back. 'Is it that weird alchemy that's weakening him?' Elisa wondered. She suddenly felt the slash of the razor tendril across the bridge of her nose, its light blinding.

"Don't get distracted, human," the alien said. Elisa blinked the color away as she turned to the attacker. Behind him, she saw the Doctor at the end of the corridor give a shaken glance their way before turning to face the other aliens.

"You look so ugly- pink and skinny and runty," the alien sneered. "I hope your flesh is more promising."

Elisa flinched and stamped her feet. "Bastard!" she snarled. Behind her, Envy convulsed lethargically.

"What's this?" the female alien asked, her talon dripping with disintegrating gore. "You're healing already, boy? How fascinating."

"Is he?" the other asked. "I wonder…" He lifted the two up, and rotated them so that Envy faced him. "Curious, very curious. I never thought I'd find one…" He traced Envy's nodes with one tentacle. Envy groaned. The alien stabbed one node, and Envy flinched and whimpered, gasped at the pain. "A Homunculus indeed. A where there's a Homunculus, there's a Philosopher's Stone." With another tendril, he tilted Envy's head up. "Aren't I right?" The alien pried open Envy's mouth and thrust one tendril down his throat. Envy gagged and coughed, his eyes bulged and rolled back into his head. The alien smiled. "Oh I do so love it when I am."

"Stop it, you bastard!" Elisa shouted at the alien. She found Envy's inert hand. His skin was cold and clammy. She could just barely feel it shake, and gave it a squeeze. His fingers twitched in response.

"My dear, you really should worry more about yourself," the female said. "After all, this is a prime opportunity; it's been so long since we've got to hunt."

"Mmm, true," the other replied, and he released his hold. Elisa grabbed a hold of the disoriented Envy and steadied him as his head cleared. "Dibs on the Homunculus."

Elisa experienced a moment of frozen terror before she bolted, dragging Envy along. Envy staggered until Elisa gave a hard yank on his arm. "They think we're pray!" she shouted at her friend when he gave a confused "What?"

Envy stared back at the pursuers. Big, green and screechy, they looked like mantises with mumps. He, Envy, was fleeing from some oversized bugs? This was unacceptable. He snapped his wrist from Elias's grip, and in less than a moment, he was charging the insects, roaring in a blind rage, his body growing every second. He smiled to himself inside as the bugs stammered to a halt. The female tried to weave in between his legs, but Envy was sure he felt something crunchy rupture into something gooey as he charged his predator. He defiantly heard a scream of pain.

The scream broke the other alien out of its daze. It stumbled back a few steps, regained its footing and charged Envy, tattoos glowing. It leapt, digging its talons into Envy's muzzle as it activated its alchemy. Light arched from the circle created by alchemist and Homunculus. It turned from bolts to a solid beam streaking straight up.

"Envy! Envy!" Elisa could only stand by and watch as the light disappeared with her friend and the alien. She glanced from the spot where the two vanished to the remaining alien. "Oh God. Oh no. Where are they? What happened?"

"Shut up, little fool," the alien said, gathering herself to her feet. Her left shoulder was oozing profusely and currently armless. "Worry about yourself more." It started to advance.

"Are you insane?" Elisa gasped. "You're missing an arm! And don't say it's just a flesh wound!" It was an ineffective plea. Elisa turned and ran as the alien closed the distance.

Envy kicked and twitched his dragonish body. The alien would not release his hold. Envy soon realized that for all his thrashing he had nothing to brace against. It was This Place. Again. The Truth. He snarled at his attacker, "What the hell were you thinking, fool?"

"Fool indeed," a sociopathic voice said.

"What?" the alien boggled. "What is this place? Who are you?"

The Truth took the shape of the alien and leered sadistically. "What ever were you thinking? Trying to absorb a Philosopher's Stone created with a different method than the alchemy you use? My, my. How inefficient. But you did manage to come here, and that isn't a free trip," the Truth's entire figure shimmered. "Oh, and you brought the Homunculus. Wonderful." The Truth's head shimmered some more. "So I'll reward you. If you want some of Envy's power, I grant it to you."

Envy began to shudder in a bone rattling pain. "Wha- what are you doing? Stop it!" He writhed and screamed as the bodies on him became less and less coherent.

Envy was not aware of it, but he alien began shaking himself and gripped his head. "What is this? What are these voices? Why? Be Quiet! Be Quiet!"

The Truth cackled. "What's wrong? I thought you wanted the Homunculus's power. Don't you like hearing all the voices of the sacrificed?"

"Don't… treat… me... like… some… AARGH!" Envy's eight limbs flailed against the emptiness of the Truth.

"Oh, my dear Homunculus," the Truth cooed, "You're really a desperate one. How much do you think you can get for free? You will have to make a sacrifice eventually." With a final dark giggle, the Truth dissipated, sending its victims back to reality.