((Hello again and welcome to my second multi-chaptered fic. This contains spoilers of everything past Chapter 70 of the manga. I hope you enjoy it.))
Disclaimer: I do not own FMA or any of its characters. If I did, I wouldn't be writing fan fiction, now would I?
Homunculi had their own relationships, just as humans did. Gluttony loved Lust, which could be explained easily through a study of the human nature. Some humans themselves were often gluttonous and driven by the force of lust. The two were sister-sins in the human heart. It made sense, then, that Gluttony and Lust were as they had been- before Lust had died, of course.
So too it was with Wrath and Pride, though not in the same sense as Lust and Gluttony. Wrath, had he been human- not like he pined after humanity like Lust had- would have happily accepted Pride as a real son. Among the homunculi, like it was in a human's heart, a slighted pride fueled a vengeful wrath. In the homunculi's case- Pride justified Wrath.
Therefore it was no real mystery that Wrath listened to Pride's plan, and had not thought to consult Envy. They worked best together, as a real father and son would, and anyone else wasn't really needed. Pride's plan concerned Roy Mustang. The colonel was as spirited as ever, since he now had lost Havoc, one of his few loyal pawns. Still the colonel fought against them, even when they stole all his pawns away. This troubled the homunculi's father. The transmutation circle was in place, and they had three human sacrifices to choose from. Well, of the three, the only ones considered were Fullmetal and Flame. Alphonse was a risk. Edward's brother wasn't truly human in the physical sense, and the homunculi couldn't fathom what might happen should he attempt to open the gate. It was safer to force Ed or Roy into it.
But Pride had a plan to break the Mustang's spirit. It had occurred to the child while he was being tutored, or intellectually tortured, by the oaf hired to keep up appearances. The tutor just didn't understand that Pride could sleep through the classes and still understand what he was talking about. Selim Bradley was, after all, more than just a child- if he was a child at all. He was the first born of the homunculi. He was undoubtedly more intelligent than the human who "tutored" him. The lesson that gave birth to Selim's plan was on the classic Romeo and Juliet. It was the masquerade scene that had first struck a chord within him- his "father" was sponsoring an autumn gala with the theme of a masquerade. This coincidence only led the child to draw parallelisms from the work and reality. Who were the two fated lovers? Selim laughed when he thought of this. The colonel was the target, and it was quite obvious who had his heart.
He knew how they both died in the end of the play. Even in Amestris, Romeo and Juliet was a famous story. Juliet was put into a deep sleep, and Romeo committed suicide when he learned Juliet had "died". The work was the prime example of human idiocy.
Play in hand, he ran to his "father", the furher, and with a childish joy of his own genius told Wrath of his scheme. Lt. Hawkeye worked under Bradley now, it would be easy enough to capture her, and her "death" would certainly break Roy. It was rather pathetic how much he depended on that woman. They would manipulate him to their purposes- with her death, he wouldn't have anything left to fight for- and then leave him to dispose of himself as he wished. They could even give him some poison. They'd get the gate open, and even destroy one of the most irritating humans in the most painful way possible. Oh, what fun this would be.
((The next chapter is more entertaining, I promise. Feel free to drop a review any time.))