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Of course, Ed was right, but fuck, it wasn’t like she had anything left of who she used to be. The last pieces of her, and they were gone. Just broken pieces of metal and chipped lacquer. Immediately, she dropped the necklace and pins...and punched Ed right in the nose with all of the strength she had, turning on her foot and walking away, each step more painful than the last. The only two pieces left that said yes, she was a person, a person with a name and loved ones and an identity, before all of her memories disappeared. She was a shadow, a ghost. Even less than the homunculus sharing a body with Ling...

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For two seconds, the Empress looked down at the wreckage that used to be her suitcase. Two hours; she’d left the prince, two chimeras and Ed alone for two hours while she went looking for food, and found the place they’d been hiding out a mess, and what limited earthly possessions she had wrecked. It took a few moments to really let it all sink in, and for her anger to bubble. Only one guy was this good at leaving collateral damage of this degree in his wake, and that was Fullmetal, one of the two state alchemists once under Mustang’s jurisdiction including her. Shaking with unadulterated rage as she picked up the broken remains of a ladybug pendant, Willow took a deep breath before she bellowed the name of the likely culprit.

“ELRIC!!”

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And she hardly minded that; she was glad he was starting to give up, she needed to be alone. Eventually, she found a large rock formation. It was too small to really be a mountain, but it was certainly enough to serve a purpose. Walking around it to find a suitable place to start, she let out a cry of frustration as she punched the hard stone. Immediately, pain shot though her arm, but she didn’t care. It simply served as encouragement as a second fist shot out to hit the rock, pain shooting through it too as this started a chain of abuse to her own body. She was already stained with the splatter from Ed’s bloody nose, and with each cry and each punch to the stone before her, her own blood joined his. Nothing, nothing, nothing, just a shadow. A ghost. An empty shell, could she really be called a person? Willow took out her anger and frustration out on the stone until her knuckles were beyond cut, bloody and bruised, her voice ran hoarse from her screams, and her face was stained with blood spatter and tears. Eventually, she collapsed into a heap, leaning her forehead against the cold stone as her shoulders shook with the intensity of her sobs. ‘Who am I?’

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Of course, she accounted for that. Pausing for a moment, she clapped, kneeling and pressing her hands to the earth. Immediately, a large, wide hole opened behind her. ‘At least, that should slow him down some more’. The second she finished her transmutation, she took off again. Fuck, why couldn’t he just take the hint and leave her alone?! Hadn’t he done enough?!

“Dammit, stop!!” He yelled after her. He could have easily chased after her, but with the way she was acting and the pain he’d caused her… and especially the fact that she’d whacked him in the face was enough to keep him back.