AN:/ Well... I was really debating on either making my OC a homunculous, or you know, keep her human...
She is human, in her own standards, but in actuality because of that, she is 'half'.

The way I introduced Ed and Al to her kind of made me wince. I didn't plan for that, but I wrote it, and I'll more than likely change it later. UGH. I might even delete it and re-write it so she isn't a regenerating almost-human.

I have no idea why you guys like this story, or even read it, because I need to clean it up. (X-X'')

If anything, that was one few.. Odd chapters. Like how FMA can go from really serious, to suddenly not so serious, that's what happened last chapter.

ANYWAY, AWAY FROM MY RANTING AS THE AUTHOR-

I DECIDED ON WRITING MORE. Yay.

Roy's glare was worse than the sudden gun barrel pressed to the back of my head. It was cold, it was ruthless. It also made me have to pee a bit. Wondering if I should voice my thoughts, I allow my mouth to.
"I gotta pee." I say through the hand covering half my face, eyebrow twitching. I hear a scoff, and I look over to stare at Jean, who held the gun to my head. He gives me an apologetic grin.
They couldn't understand me, so he translates. "She says she has to use the bathroom." I shake my head, having him keep up with the movement, and making me giggle. "I'm not gonna kill you, if that's what you're worried about. The last thing I murdered wasn't out of my own free will, and it was a ladybug. I kind of smacked it into oblivion on my forehead." I ramble, and Jean snickers at Roy's fed up look.

Oh, they had been interrogating me for the past hour or so. The black blur I noticed before hadn't shown up again, but I had a feeling they'd be a part of something big later on. Maybe it was a bird?

Yeah. A huge, serial killer birdy with boobs as big as her sexual interests.

"You can release her." With that, I felt the ropes tied around my wrists loosen. "Hey! I can feel my fingers now!" I quip, and wiggle said fingers in the direction of the Colonel. "Thanks sparky." I grin, and he grunts at the nickname. Edward immediately gives the dark-haired superior a knowing smirk, and Roy blatantly ignores him.
After I am standing and aware they somewhat trust me enough to have my hands free, he gestures to the person I wanted to attack in a fury of questions as soon as I stepped through the door.
"Second Lieutenant, it would seem we have found your friend."
Said officer stepped forward, and her deep brown eyes had me reeling back with memories from my world. "Lillie."
The real world for me.

Her blue officer attire made me raise an eyebrow, but she did the same to my same clothes I wore when I first 'popped' up here. Suddenly, my big baggy red shirt and leggings didn't seem as appealing as it did in 85 degree weather.
Everything seemed surreal, as I finally looked at everything; It looked like an anime, the wrinkles looked real enough, but not as real as you would expect. Shadows weren't as dark, and highlights weren't as bright. There was no outline around a figure when they stood in the sun.
It seemed so fake.

After a few moments of just staring, she rolls her eyes.
"What are you doing just standing there, come here!" She says, and I grin wide, before hurriedly rushing over to give her a hug. "Where's Gwen?" I mumble, and she lets go to shake her head. "I... We don't know yet. But, that's why Edward is here, I think she dropped by with them." I nod, and she glances to Roy.
He simply closes his eyes, and walks to his desk, and the rest of the group retreats to do their usual routine, and I almost sigh in relief at the once serious situation gone.

Lillie began walking towards the door, and I followed after her like a lost puppy. Mostly because she was one of my best friends, and I hadn't seen her in months. I was glad to have someone else in this nutcase of a problem.
"I came here, already enlisted in the military." She explains, foreseeing my questions. I only look over with an understanding look in my eye. She continues,
"It was difficult, just suddenly being in... This place. But, I managed. Though I almost had a mental breakdown the first two weeks." She passes by a few workers at the desk and waved, "They were kind to me, and misunderstood my problems as PTSD from the Ishvalan war. I decided to keep up my act," Her voice was low and soft, to not gain attention by being too quiet, but enough so that if someone walked by they couldn't hear. "I haven't told a soul of where I'm really from. I needed to survive, and the best method right now is to lie."
but as we reach a corner, she turns to me with a serious look in her eyes. Cutting me off from walking ahead, she places a hand on my shoulder.

"Trust me, when I say that everything you see, do, touch or hear is real. Don't ever, ever, think otherwise. For anyone to know of us, where we really came from, they'd think we were insane." My eyebrows narrow at her words. Of course I've though about this, how could I not? It haunted me every night, and I had to relax myself or I'd burst into tears at how terrifying everything around me was, the mere notion that all of this was real.
What else could be real, too then?

Footsteps clack across the floor in a regular pace, and she casually stands beside me, her usual serious look gone. As two fellow officers pass, she whispers,
"Hughes isn't dead yet."
My eyes widen, and I look to her. She was staring at the wall across the hallway, and I cross my arms out of habit.
"So we're that early in the series, huh?" I say through my teeth, and she grunts in acknowledgement. "I'm still stuck on the fact that we're all three here." She lets out an airy laugh, and I follow suit with her, before I shake my head.
"It's Brotherhood." Passing information like this felt wrong, in a sense we were talking about this as if it was just something on the news. "Yeah, I got that much after Nina." I squeeze my eyes shut at that.
"I.. I'm..- The morals here, what are they?" I wonder aloud, and Lillie shakes her head. I want to tell her about... Me. But... What will she say?
My eyes lower to the floor, and my emotions slowly fill the bottle half-way. I.. Can't.
"Something a bit more twisted than at home, I bet?"

More footsteps echo in the large building, and we both realize our time is up when a certain blonde head peeks around the corner, and his eyes widen.
"Hey! Roy is looking for you, Lillie." She nods at him, before smiling softly at the boy as she passes him to her way to Mustang's office. "I forgot to thank you, Ed. For paying such close attention to the stories of my friends, else you would've never had been able to recognize them." She tilts her head my way, and I feel the back of my neck prick at what she was implying.
Aahg! Lillie! Gwen is the devil, not you! Edward seemed to gape for a bit, before he shakes his head, and points at her as she walks away. "N-No! How could I not listen?! You talk about her all the time!" He yells at her, and I let out a small chuckle. Problems may sting, but there is always some good points.
Like messing with Ed.

After chuckling at his antics, I walk over to him, and pat him on the shoulder. "Hey, don't forget to freak over Gwen, right?"

After his rant to the air, he took in a breath, and looked over to me with a confused face, and I feel the fangirl inside me squeal, now that I was away from the frightening Homunculi, and the thoughts swirling in my head were paused, I was finally able to realize I was actually talking to Edward Elric.
"What do you mean..?" I give him a pointed look, and his eyebrows shoot up. "Oh! Yeah! Gwen! Right!" Seriously Ed? The hell is wrong with you?
I shake my head at him, after breathing through my nose. My gut decided to do a little dance for me, and I couldn't help but shake the feeling something was terribly wrong.

"u..Uh.. Hi.." I wave out of the blue, and he blinks at my sudden greeting. "Hello."
At his blank face, I was mentally flailing around at my earlier mess up. Why is my emergency word for my freeze ups, "Hi?!".
Recalling what happened outside the building, my face heated up. Which, isn't that difficult to do, since I was so pale.

"A-Ah, sorry!" I suddenly exclaim, and he raises an eyebrow. "For what?.." I hold in a face-palm, and I shake my head. "Er, well, for falling on you, duh." I say, trying to act casual, but sounding too forced. Cursing mentally, I miss his almost hidden dumbfounded face.
"N-No, it's fine, don't worry about it. After all, it was my fault, right?" He said, and I tilt my head, biting the inside of my lip, shrugging.
Not really, I kind of got pushed onto you. Is Ed having a brain fart?
"Well, alright. Though, do you need something? If you dunno where Al is, I could've sworn I saw him petting a pretty yellow cat as I walked with Lillie." I say, and he blinked again, before nodding dramatically.
"Y-Yeah! I was looking for Al! So, that way?" He asks, and I nod. He takes off in the direction I pointed for him, and I wondered what his deal was. Walking along the hallways, I decided to slowly follow after Edward, seeing as he ran so fast so far, I'd more than likely miss running into him again.

So with that set in mind, I look out the windows posted in the wall every now and then, contrasting the trees to how they look here, and how they look at home. The leaves weren't as detailed, and if you looked at one closely, you wouldn't be able to focus on it. It's like your eyes merge the colors together, and all you see is green near the center. IT was like having a disability, and only I could see the difference because I wasn't born with the setback.
Turning away from the window, I barely miss bumping into a blur of red and gold.
"Nh!" I hold in a yelp, as I stabilize myself, and turn to look at the marathon runner, and see the quickly retreating back of none other than Edward.
Huh?!
"B..But.. I just.. Saw him.." I mutter, narrowing my eyes at him, before I see him lift a hand,
"SORRY SUZ'! GOTTA GO! SEE YOU LATER!" Deadpanning, I simply rub my temple in confusion. There was no way I would've been able to meet up with him. Was there?.. I don't know the building format that well, though I thought the hallways were a bit more tricky that this. For him to come back the same exact hallway wasn't likely.
So... Wh-

I froze in my thinking, and I turn to face the hallway I was going down.
"Uh..." I say, and it feels like a weight was pressing against my skull labeled, 'Stupidity.' "Don't tell me..." I move from the wall I was shoved into, and wobble around the middle of the empty hallway.
"That he's here?..."

AN:/ I'm trying to make it so that I won't make too long chapters, and I won't pound information into your head in long butted chapters. So, it is shorter.

I think I did better at creating a more serious mood than last time.
I still have no idea where directly my OC's are in the series, but it is definitely before Hughes death. I couldn't think of anything after that time that would suit for my OC's and the characters in FMA. But I am having issues with how I'm going to merge their existence in with everything else, because my plans have all faded away from the first few months of writing this back in 2015.

Hope you liked it!