I got a bit of free time so here is a short chappie to hold you off til I have more time, a bit of explaining Emery's relationships with the characters.

~Emery's point of view on her life, friends and family!~

~I WILL NEVER OWN FMA!~

I-I'm going to be honest here, I've been terrified of the dark since I was ten. Not as much now, but enough to stay up all night a few days a month. I was to old to sneak in and sleep with dad, because I'm a girl an all, ya know? I actually never told him about the fear...He's always had so much on his plate since joining the military. Mom always said he was a hard-worker at heart. Before I get side-tracked, maybe you should know why I'm scared of the dark. A- an accident happened when I was younger, and my mental state was messed with a good bit. I-I see things, scary things, when the room is dark but there is just enough light to see, enough light to separate the pitch black forms. The hands, scary things, tiny but with good grip, reach for me.

I try to keep my room as dark as I can, hence the think curtains, because they aren't there when I can't see them. And I'm not doing that, its-not-there-if-I-can't-see-it thing, they really don't show up in the dark like they know that I can't see them, added with the fact the never grab me... It might just be a scare tactic. Ha ha. Tiny little hands with a scare tactic. Hard to imagine. Unless you think about what the hand attach to...Nope, not going there, not today.

Other than my little...Sights...My emotions are all messed up. I can't control it, either. I usually just feel so...Depressed. Sometimes I can be in a good mood, It's just hard to find. And I get angry so easily as well. Another problem from my- the accident. The last thing is my memory. Or most of the time, lack of one. I sometimes can be in the middle of a conversation, and just walk away, not remembering I was talking. That's what dad tells me, and uncle Hughes.

Hughes isn't my real uncle, not by blood anyways. He's just a close friend of dad's. His wife, Gracia, was like a second mom, or sister, to me. She was always so nice when I saw her. She also taught me the recipes of mom's that I didn't have. Up until about a year ago, when I turned thirteen, I would stay with Hughes and Gracia, and little Elysia, whenever dad didn't get home from work. I was always a bit jealous of them, they were the perfect family. Hughes always made time for his family, no matter what was going on. I'm not meaning bad about my dad, he just...Wasn't made to be a family man. Mom always said she was surprised when he proposed, she never expected him to do anything of the sort.

I was also on..Good? terms with Major Armstrong. He was more like that distant relative that was a bit crazy but everyone loved him anyways. I am a bit disturbed by the fact he takes his shirt off...A lot. But that's just something he does. There is Miss Riza, and here's a secret, please don't tell, but I really think she and dad like each other. As in, 'Like-like' kinda. I feel a bit weird about that, though. But really, I think it's better that he, and I, moved on a bit. Mom wouldn't want us to restrict ourselves from being happy, I know that. Although nothing could happen anytime soon, military rules and all, but nothing says when Dad is Fuhrer she get a break from work. Well, that would be a better time to spot assassins...I don't know.

I kind of know the guys dad works with, sometimes I remember their names, but most of the time I don't. I can remember their faces though, so give me a few points for that. Um...One is a bit younger, with black hair and glasses, right? He's the tech guy? And then the blonde guy who tries to be a womanizer...He fails at that...And um, the red haired guy? Kind of a slacker? I feel like I got him wrong...I think that's all. (~Author Knows, this is Emery thinking!~)

Maybe I should tell you about my mom, Lyra Mustang, formerly Rockbell. From what dad said, and what she told me, she left her home town, Resembool, after some argument and left for Central, and she worked at a diner for a year or so. During that time, she became a spy, or informant, for dad. I-I'm not sure on the details after that, only that they got married at some point. Sorry if I'm not full of juicy gossip you may have wanted. I'm don't know what to say really anymore...So goodbye I guess? It was nice to get this off my chest...If I remember maybe I could talk to you again. Thanks for listening, really.

Hai~ Still pretty busy lately, but here ya go! Also, I think I'm gunna ask questions to see what my readers like. For this chapter, who is your favorite character? Mine is a tie between Hughes and Ling. Hehe~ Any constructive criticism is welcome, but Flames are as Useless as Roy in the Rain. Anything special you want to see? Some Emery/Edward stuff is coming soon, don't worry. See you later! Oh wait! If you want, you can 'talk' to Emery, because I might do another one of these before I really get started again.

~Otaku