Where is my Mind? #1

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Based in Brotherhood, after the Fifth Lab incident.

She awoke to the sounds of talking in the distance. The voices sounded... familiar. But, she couldn't place them.

Sitting up her head was throbbing. Loose red curls fell around her face. Lifting her right hand to tuck her hair behind her ears, she saw it. A needle was poking out of her hand.

Her eyes widened and fear bubbled up from within her. Along with a wave of confusion. It was just a needle pumping clear liquids into her. Why was she so afraid?

But the more she stared at the needle the more afraid she became until she screamed shrilly and pulled at the needle.

The needle was taped into place though, as if she had tried to remove it before. So she clawed at her soft flesh until the tape was gone and the needle was out.

"Whoa! She's finally awake!"

"Get a doctor you moron!"

"Miss! Please calm down!"

The voices that had sounded so distant moments ago were much closer now. But she didn't listen. She kept attacking her hand, fear and confusion clouding her judgement. She had already gotten the needle out. But the girl continued to strike. She could feel something under her skin and she wanted it out.

"Hey! Stop that!"

A hand grabbed hold of her left hand tightly and held it back. Hey eyes shifted from her hand, which was bleeding quite a bit from her attack, to the person holding onto her other hand.

The person was a boy. Tan with a small stature, golden blonde, fierce gold eyes and despite looking as though he had been seriously injured quite recently, his grip on her was firm. Though she found it a little odd that his right arm, which was in a sling, was made of metal.

Her eyes widened and her fear melted away. Confusion taking over. She took a deep trembling breath.

Lowering her gaze from the boy, she looked at her left hand. It was shaking in his grasp. She was pale, her nails long and painted black. Under her nails, clear as day, was bits of her flesh and blood.

Overwhelmed by the sight and the strong smell of disinfectant she fell back against her pillows, fainting.

-Insert Edward's POV-

He watched as she fell unconscious once again and sighed, dropping her hand. What kind of girl freaked out like that over a needle?

He looked her over carefully. Curly red hair that went to her shoulder blades, a pale ivory complexion, a round face with soft features and full lips and a small nose. Her eyes had been an almost purple shade of blue with flecks of hazel.

Edward blushed and stopped himself from looking over the girls curvy outline under the thin hospital blanket and sat on his bed.

Ross and Brosh then returned with the doctor.

"Fullmetal? What happened to her?" Brosh asked.

"Passed out." Edward answered shrugging.

"Probably overwhelmed." The doctor suggested as he went about cleaning, disinfecting and wrapping her wound before moving the needle off her bed.

"She seems to have a problem with needles." Ed said, making the doctor sigh.

"Thank you for that astute observation, Sir." The doctor replied sarcastically.

Ed chuckled and watched the doctor work.

"Who do you think she is?" He found himself asking no one in particular.

"Probably some civilian that was walking to close to the building when it came down." Brosh suggested.

"Sounds plausible, except she was unconscious when I found her. Which was before it came crashing down." Ross said, shaking her head.

-Okay back to Normal POV-

She awoke again an hour later. Her eye fluttered open and she looked around the room, confusion returning to her. The room was big enough for two hospital beds, some bedside stands, some seating and shelves of things she couldn't make out. The walls were cream colored, the floors tiled and it absolutely reeked of disinfectant.

Sitting up she looked at her hands. They were cleaned up and the right was bandaged tightly. The needle was no longer there either. Raising her hands she brushed her hair out of her face and rubbed her eyes.

"Oh, so you're awake again."

She squeaked and turned toward the voice. It was the boy from earlier and he was looking right at throat felt hoarse so she simply nodded. Looking around again she saw that they weren't alone and that a young looking man and woman in matching blue and black uniforms stood by his bed.

"Here, drink this." The woman said, bring her a cup of water. The woman was tall with a black pixie cut hairstyle, blue eyes and a mole under her left eye.

The young girl nodded and took a sip from the cup. Smiling as she felt the instant relief of cool water going down her throat. She finished the drink and set the cup aside on a nearby stand.

"Do you have a name?" The boy asked, his eyes never leaving her.

"I do. It's Kit Whitworth." She answered.

"Why were you by the lab?" The man by the boy's bed asked. He had shaggy light brown maybe dirty blonde hair, green eyes and no distinguishing features.

"Where?" Kit asked, confused. The boys looked surprised by her confusion.

"Need I remind you dopes, again, that she was unconscious when I found her?" The woman asked.

"Who are you guys?" Kit asked, her growing confusion evident in her voice.

"Second Lieutenant Maria Ross." The woman said politely.

"Sergeant Denny Brosh." The man mumbled.

She nodded to the two politely. Then she turned back to the boy.

"I'm Edward Elric." He told her.

"Nice to meet you, Now where are we?" She asked seriously, turning to Maria. Smiling confusedly.

"A hospital in Central City." The older woman answered.

"Where?" Kit asked furrowing her brow.

"You know, Central City. The capital of the country of Amestris." Denny said.

"I have no idea what any of that means." She shrugged.

The three stared at her, taken aback. Kit just blinked in confusion.

-Joint Maria and Denny POV-

They gawked at the girl, Kit. There faces mirroring one another.

'Is she serious? Or is she messing with us?' They thought, unsure.

-Ed's POV-

He stared at the girl. Confusion had overtaken her features completely the when Ross and Brosh began trying to explain something as simple as their location.

According to Ross, Kit was found outside of Laboratory number five, unconscious, moments before the building was blown up. Which raised the questions, Why was she there? Where had she come from? Was her name really Kit Whitworth? Is she taller than me? Could she be useful in getting Al his body back? What color are her damn eyes supposed to be?!

His mind may have wondered a bit there. But he did know he wanted to keep an eye on this girl.

Good start, yes?

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