The next couple of days were full of darkness and gloomy teenage boys, since they finally cracked the code and learned the horrible secrete. And I had to stay with them. Every moment was awkward for me, since I didn't know what to do to cheer them up. Should I tell them about the Truth hidden within the Truth? Or should I let the story play out like it's suppose to be? I'm not supposed to be here anyway. Am I suppose to stay in the shadows, watching everything play out.

But I might have to get involved. Then I could get information on my stone. None of my sources are giving me and help. Maybe the homunculi know about it, or maybe even Father knows about it. That might not work though; my suspicion of it being created just as I got here could be true. Then there's no reason of getting involved.

But deep in my heart, I know I want to get involved. I want to help the Elrics on their journey to restore what they lost. I want to get to know them more and have a connection with them. And I want to do something in my life that seems like I'm doing something right.

It sounds selfish and greedy. To help them for my own gain. But what if I could help them? Then what was Truths reason for sending me here? If I'm here, then I'm supposed to do something…Right?

Mostly, I just read or typed on the computer as this gloom covered the room. I figured I would keep a journal on my computer about all of this. The guys couldn't really get into it and it was something to do since I've given up on finding information on my stone. I Typed about everything; Nina, Trisha, feelings I had/have on different subjects, Edward and Alphonse, and most of all my stone. Maybe writing down observations and feelings I've had when the stone was activated could help me piece together ideas about what this stone can do.

This went on for two days. With me typing on my computer and the Elrics moping about around the couch. Ed never slept, or even closed his eyes. And when we, meaning myself, were hungry Ed called up food. Al and I tried to get him to eat but he's such a stubborn mule. But I've learned through experience that at times like this, you should leaved people alone. My friends always called me the therapist in the group and came to talk to me if they had a problem. So I'm good at this at least.

But I knew what was coming. When they were completely zoned out, I would watch and re-watch the eighth episode over and over again until I could remember all of the conversations and speak with the video. I forced myself to remember every detail and dialog in it.

So glad that I still have internet here.

The sun dips below the towering buildings as day turns into night. The street lamps start to flicker on and people walk back to their homes. Sitting in front of the window working on m FMAB journal (Which is what I'm calling it now), and realizing what time it was so I go take a quick shower. Shampooing my hair, I could hear Armstrong boom in and start bawling. You could hear him very clearly, and once his resonating voice reaches my ears I jump; promptly slipping and falling on my butt in the shower.

"Ow…" I mumble as I slowly stand up, "could you be any louder Armstrong?!" I yell, glaring at the door.

"Huh? Was there someone speaking just now?" I hear Armstrong ask. I was yelling as loud as I can! They just keep talking, giving Armstrong's question unanswered.

"Well I guess he's deaf cause of how loud he already speaks…" I mumble as I wrap up my shower. There was the sound of a conversation going on in the other room as I turn the water off and dry myself. I throw on a black tank top and short jean shorts, pulling my long black gloves onto my arms. Drying my hair off with a towel, I walk out of the bathroom and I almost stumble. The room was actually bright. The freaking lights were on! Yeah!

On the couch, Ed and Al were talking up a storm. Ed having an excited and pondering look in his eyes. I approach with caution, tiptoeing. Just a few minutes ago they were sulking in a corner, now they are all cheerful and giddy.

But wait, he's going to be seriously injured tonight. And those armor guys are going to die. But I could prevent that. Could I? I could intercept Envy and Lust as a distraction. But how will I get in? And how will I get past Ed and Al? They surely won't let me come with them. I'll probably have to escape once they headed off. Approaching the couch, I form a plan for tonight as my stomach does a million back flips with anticipation.

"Any ideas on what Marcoh meant?" Alphonse asks, oblivious to my arrival.

"I don't know…maybe there's an alternative ingredient?" Ed ponders with his hand on his chin.

"You guys talking about the Philosophers Stone?" I ask hesitantly, standing beside them. They both look up towards me, Ed's eye putting up a barrier.

"Yeah! We think there's additional information on the Stone!" Al beams, excited. Ed looks down at the ground, his face scrunch up. Does he still not trust me with this kind of information? We were getting along when we were in Resembool, so what's up with this? "Brother? Do you have any other ideas?"

"Bree," Edward starts and my body tenses up at the tone of his voice, "You can't travel with us anymore." He never looked up from the floor. My heart pounds in my chest and rings in my ears. My eyes become wide and confused.

What! Why? He has direct orders from Mustang to watch me. So he can't send me back to him…can he? But I can't go; I wanted to be with them so that I could get more information about my situation! But, would now be a good time to tell them? About everything?

"Brother?" Al says, confused himself.

"It's too dangerous to travel with us anymore. You almost got turned into a chimera and blown up. You have to go."

"So what? You have direct orders to watch me right? You can't go back on your orders!" I try to keep my trembling to a minimum, but I saw Ed's eyes dart around my body then back up; confused. I know what the stakes are for traveling with them, but I have to. Otherwise, what else am I going to do? If I go, I might be stuck with Mustang or something. Or worst of all Havoc…But they can't help me. Only these two can.

"I can make arrangements." Ed simply says, still looking at the floor.

"I just don't get you…" I mumble, fear catching my heart in its net. Yes, I was afraid. Cause if I don't travel with them, I could kill more people. I don't want to, I can't. Ed finally looks up at me though; his eye's questioning my statement.

"What don't you get? I just explained it to you."

"No, not that. When we were in Resembool, we were acting like we were friends or something. Now, you're treating me like I'm a piece of property that nobody wants." My hands shake at my side and I stuff them in my pockets.

"Well you did blow up part of Central Command so you could be a terrorist." He narrows his eyes at me, accusingly.

"I promise you I'm not terrorist."

"How can we know for sure?"

"Do I really seem like a person that would go blow up people for fun? I'm not like Scar you know…"

"I agree." Al chimes in.

"You're not helping Al!" Ed yells.

"Well you don't know Ed!" He yells back.

"Yeah you barley know me!" I mumble.

"Brother, she said she would tell us when the time was right."

"When was that?!"

"The first night she was with us!"

"You never told me about this!"

"Well now I did so let's stop yelling!" Ed sighs in irritation, looking at me again in an accusing way.

"So what's the secret Bree? What are you hiding?" he asks. Biting my lip, I look to the floor at my side. My heart feels like it's being crushed into a little ball. Well this is my chance to tell them. But…I can't. I'm afraid of what their reaction will be. What they'll think of me. What they'll do with me.

"I'll tell you tomorrow," I mumble, keeping my eyes on the floor next to me. I change the subject quickly. "Isn't Armstrong coming back with the map soon anyway?" As if right on cue, Armstrong burst through the door.

"ELRIC BORTHERS I HAVE RETURNED WITH THE MAP!" He booms making all of us jump in surprise. I swiftly dove behind the couch as the brothers flipped out.

Thank you Armstrong for saving me!

"Bree, you need stay here." Alphonse says to me as Ed ties the bed sheets together to make a rope using alchemy. The cool air from the open window cuts through the air like a dagger. I could hear crickets chirping softly from the park a little way down the street. Nobody was in sight.

"No arguments there buddy." I reassure him. Ed, finishing transmuting a rope, ties it the bed to climb out the window.

"Bree, once we get back you're telling us everything." Ed says to me, his eyes glowing at me as Al begins to climb down the rope, his armor creaking like it was letting out small breaths. I nod and satisfied with my answer, he starts to climb down too. The rope groans slightly at the added weight. But just like that they vanished into the night. I'm pretty sure that I'll keep my promise to Ed, but sorry Al.

Pacing the room, I try to give myself some time before I head out. It wouldn't be a bad idea to give them a head start…right? I wanted to get there while they are fighting, or else they would force me to come back here.

And I finally decided to try to help, agonizing over the decision. Fear told me to stay here and tell Brosh and Ross about this. I was afraid of the armor guys and the homunculus. I was afraid of what Ed and Al will do and say to me. I'm afraid of getting hurt. But I finally pushed all of that aside and decided to go. I wanted to help them. I wanted to do something for them, to prevent things from happening.

I was put here for a reason, so maybe I'm suppose to travel with them everywhere. Even if it means that I was going to get hurt. Wasn't that why you put me here Truth? Then what else would I be here for? Something in my gut is telling me that I should go. There might be some answers there for me as well as the guys.

I look up at the clock, seeing that ten minutes have pasted. It will take me a while to reach the lab, so I just I'll go. Standing in front of the window that was my escape, I get up the nerve to climb down.

Don't get me wrong, I have nothing against heights. But not having a harness or something to catch me if I fall is pretty terrifying for me. I could feel the rope digging into m hands as I wince slightly at the sensation and the pain from the rope cutting deep into my palms. After what seems like forever (it was only like a minute though) I reach the bottom, jumping down the last couple of feet. Black electricity erupts from my bleeding hands and the cuts close themselves up. Wiping them on my shorts quickly, I run to my right, getting out of eye sight from the window just in case Brosh and Ross check the room. Once I was positive they couldn't see me, I grab my phone from my pocket.

I had snuck a picture of the map as the Major was talking about it. And with the amazing technology of the 21st century, I have drawn a path from our hotel to the Lab. What a great time to be alive! And having a compass on my phone too (let's just say my dad is very paranoid like me) I could get there with ease. Mwhahaha….

In a few minutes with making some turns and backpedaling my way through Central, I come up the entrance door which was wide open. Uh-oh, that solider is probably already dead. I press my back up to the wall, my heart beating out of my chest and my lungs becoming heavy. There was the solider on the ground, his head sticking out from the corner of the building. A big pool of blood surrounds his lifeless eyes, growing larger by the second. They're probably on the other side. Making sure nobody was around; I silently run up to the building and press my back to the wall.

I look around the side to see Barry going off about Alphonse being a puppet. Jerk, I wanted to yell and scream at Al not to listen to anything he says. I look away and see him. The soldier on the ground, his blank eyes looking up at me, had his gun slightly out of reach from his hand. It wouldn't be a bad idea to take it… I crouch, my hands shaking so badly that I try to stiffen as much as I can to stop. I reach for the machine gun a few feet away, my eyes glancing up from the body to the two fight armors. He's dead; he won't do anything to me. He can't move, so why am I so afraid? My hand grips the machine gun handle and I jerk my hand back as I stand up again.

Looking around the corner, I could see the vent Ed went through. Below that was a metal box thing. Could I climb that and through the vent? Am I small enough? Musing over the idea, I didn't notice the sound of the clinking of metal coming closer and closer to me. I didn't notice the big suit of armor in my blind spot, running towards me.

And I didn't notice the knife coming towards my head.

"Bree?!" Alphonse yells, shielding me with his arm from the knife. Snapped out of my daze from the loud clang of metal on metal, I hit my back against the wall and accidently shot. A bang echoes loudly in my ears and I let out a squeaked of surprise, Alphonse standing in front of me defensively.

"Bree?! What are you doing here I thought I told you to stay at the hotel!" Al yells at me, surprise and obviously ticked off. His armor shakes was Barry tries to get the upper hand with his knife.

"Um…Well you see I, um…" I stumble, cause I don't know the answer myself. Why was I here. All I have on that is that I had a gut feeling to come. "I'll explain later but I'm going in after Edward." Clutching the gun to my chest, I make a break for the vent.

"New prey! Come back!" Barry yells at me, charging me again but it's rather difficult to when some else is fighting you. I climb on top of the metal box, putting the gun on safety, and slinging it on my back. But, when I look into the vent, I saw that I have to carry it in front of myself and sling it off.

"Focus on your fight Alphonse and be careful!" I yell back, grabbing the edges of the vent and hesitating. "And don't you dare listen to what Barry's saying to you!"

"Bree wait!" He yells at me, but I was already in the vent. Using my legs for the most part, I push my way through as quickly as I could.

I hate small spaces like this with no present way out. I feel like it's going to crush me suddenly and I would have no way to escape. It freaks me out, so much that I frantically kick with my legs with no control. My waist rubs against the sides of the vent and my head almost bumps up against the ceiling. There was no way to turn around. But when I find the vent that Ed kicked out, I frantically dive into it without thinking. This resulted in landing head first into the concrete below, the gun clattering off.

"Ow…"I mumble, sitting cross legged on the floor while rubbing the bump on my head. I look around, seeing that I couldn't see much. There were lights lining the floor every few feet, giving off a dim glow where you can make out the outline of things. The whole hallway was covered in dirt and spider webs. The air was musty with the hint of rotting wood. The whole hallway was concrete, having been chipped and worn. All in all, a great place to make a Philosophers Stone. (Just kidding!) Standing up, I look back and forth between each direction I could go.

"Which way do I go?" I mumble, sweat dropping to myself. "Damn it! I should have thought this through!" I yell in frustration, grabbing my head and rolling on the ground. I stop, laying on my back and letting out a sigh of irritation. Why did I even come in the first place, it's not like I'm going to do anything useful. But I could put a hole through Envy's or Lust's head… in the silence; I hear the faint sound of metal on metal. I sit up abruptly as grab my gun, switching it off of safety, and turning my head to the side in confusion and to hear it better. Yes, there a fight going on and it's coming from the right.

That has to be Edward and Slicer.

I get up and was about to start running, but another sound catches in my ears. Or sounds. The padding of bare feet and the clicking of heels come from the opposite direction. Aw crap… is it already that far into the fight? I better hurry; maybe they haven't seen me yet. Shaking despite reassuring myself that they haven't seen me, I start running in the direction where Ed was.

"I smell a girl! Can I eat her Lust!?" I stop; my mind glitches with what I just heard. Was that…Gluttony? What was he doing here?! He's supposed to be in East City looking out for Scar right? (I watch this episode like a million times the last few days) Then why is he here? Or else this could be the Original series? Or were the two series combined? Wait, I'm in the Brotherhood right? I can't even remember anymore.

"Just make it quick." I hear an irritated sly voice and a sequel of excitement following. Feet pound on the floor, running towards me. Gasping, I run as fast as I could. No, No ,NO! My breath comes in hyperventilating gasps as I grip the gun tightly in my hands. If need be, I'll shoot him. But could I hit him with how much I'm shaking? I look over my shoulder out of curiosity.

That was a big mistake.

He was right on my tail and gaining. His mouth wide open with his tongue hanging out, showing his ouroboros tattoo. His eyes glint with excitement and determination to catch me. Man, for food a fat guy can run fast. I scream, and out of instinct I twist around. And shoot, black sparks coming out of my hands. My hands fly back and fall to the ground, my ears ringing from the shot. The side walls explode as dust settles around him. Gluttony's on his back, red sparks circling his head through the dust. Scrambling to my feet, I take off down the hall with a pace I never thought I could maintain. My feet pound again the concrete floor, making it echo in the close quarters. My veins are filled with adrenaline and pure terror at the thought of being devoured. Then I could see it. The light at the end of the hall where I knew the corridor was. With a last burst of energy, I run.

For a moment, I was blinded by the brightness. I slide to a stop, catching my breath which comes out in short gasp. Once my eyes adjust to the yellow glow, I could see the transmutation on the floor and the blood. Then I could see Ed against one of the pillars, blood covering have his face and clothes. Slicer was in three pieces and it looks like the fights over. Ed looks over at me, shocked to see me.

"Bree?! What the hell are you doing here?!" He roars at me, his face twist in anger. I open my mouth to respond and then a chill runs down my back. Catching the whoosh of air behind me, I turn around to find Gluttony in the air. His mouth wide open, laughing and coming straight at me, I dive to the side and he smashes into the ground. The gun clatters out of my grasp and I slide on my stomach. Clouds of dust billow from the ground where I was once standing. I twist around to see if he was coming at me again. Everything was silent until he erupts from the dust, charging me again. Scrambling to my feet, I make another run for it. Gripping one of the pillars, I jump. The momentum swings me around, changing my direction. I could see that Lust and Envy finally enter into the light.

Lust, to me at least, looks like one of those super models that looks too skinny for her own good. And Envy…just looks like Envy I guess… But he does look like a gender confused palm tree in a mini skirt… Lust has already split Slicers head in two and Envy was in the middle of stabbing the torso.

"Hey! Leave him alone!" I yell, running towards him about to do who knows what.

In my moment of zoning out, Gluttony manages to catch up to me. He grabs my leg, throwing me against the ground with enough force to break a few ribs. I let out a strangled scream, my torso erupting in blinding pain. I stay on my stomach, sobbing back the tears.

"Bree!" Edward yells. Through my tears, I look up at him. Our fight and suspicion from earlier was gone. The once suspicion filled eyes are now filled with pure fear and hatred. But not at me. It was at the people who were doing this to me. So does he care about me?

Just as he throws me to the ground, Gluttony flips me over on my back. He comes at my face with his mouth wide open, laughing. I put my arms up to shield my face. His teeth rip through my right arm, pain exploding. I scream a scream I never heard anyone make.

But then something that I couldn't explain happens.

Red and black sparks intertwine in a dance. Then it explodes. I'm thrown back, rolling on the ground and hitting the wall with a loud smack. I could hear Ed scream my name, but I wasn't worried about him. I was worried about all the blood gushing out where my arm should've been. I grab the wound, attempting to stop it. Head pounding and body shaking, I try to choke back my sobs.

"Ack! It tastes yucky!" A whining baby sounding voice reaches my ears. Cracking one of my eyes open, I could see Gluttony on the other corresponding wall. Rubbing my black blood from his tongue wit his hands, I could see my arms in front of him. My mouth opens in a silent scream and m mind goes blank. No, this can't be happening! I can't lose my arm! I don't want to get automail! I don't want to be armless. I don't think I could live with that.

All of a sudden, I could feel my arm, legs and eye burn up. Right where the black shards were. It was like a fiery monster had imbedded itself in my body and was raging havoc as it moved. My body spazes out as I grab my eye, screaming a non-ending scream. I curl myself in a ball, my head about to split open from the unbearable pain. There was the sensation of an unexplainable force reaching out for something. The next moment I could feel something attach itself to me. Skin and sinew connect back together that felt like a thousand needles jamming themselves to me. Bone connects back together with a loud click. The pain subsides and my body goes limp. All of the energy from me drains out. With heavy eyes lids, I force them open to see what happened. And my face twists in horror and amazement.

My arm somehow connected itself back onto me.

My head pounds and spins, and I knew I was about to pass out. The last thing I could remember was silence and blackness.

A/N: AHHHHHH!I'M SUCH A HORRIBLE PERSON! I'm SO sorry i haven't updated in a while! When i got back from my backpacking trip i found out i got Genardia (Or whatever) from the water up there and i was sick all week. On top of that, this last weekend i went to San Fransico while i had it! So i wasn't able to update this story, i'm really sorry!

So this was one of my favorite chapters to write and i think it came out ok. It's nice and long for you people so i hope you enjoyed it!

A little anouncment, i might not be able to write on this story as much as i want to for a couple of reasons. 1st, i have a really busy summer ahead of me. I'm going to be in a play and i have Percussion, Band, and Band Rehersal camps coming up which will take up most of my time.

2nd, I fell in love with Fairy Tail. One of my friends was staying with me for a night and introduced me. After every episode i would always say "Next?". So thanks DeathbyFandoms i wuv you! And i have a really good idea for a story ( actully a couple of idea's...) and i REALLY want to write them. Sorry, i'm a horrible author...D'X

3rd, i have no idea how i want the next part to go. I'm not sure weather make her stay in fear of what might happen to Hughes if she does try to save him because of what happened to Nina. Or if i should just let her stay with Ed and Al. I think if i do this one, the baby scnce would be really funny to write XD

I'm leaning towards the 2nd idea cause the idea of saving Hughes iss kinda overused...I know that everyone wants to save him and everythin (Trust me i love it when he lives!) but i think the idea is written too much. i want my story to stand out a little and not be the average FMAB story, you know?

So please leave me your thoughts on this! I love it when you guys reveiw and give me feedback!

Thank you awesome people!