Now I know this isn't the best story but I hope that whoever reads will enjoy this first part! c": I will write more regardless of anyone reviewing, although reviewing will be very helpful to me as it will let me know that I'm not submitting something for nothing ;v; This story is about my OC, named Sin Extravagance, meeting Envy from FMA. I am a big fan of FMA and my favorite character is Envy, so why not ; D I hope I don't make envy too out of character throughout the story, and I know he doesn't seem like himself when he shows up in this chapter.
Disclaimer: I do not own Fullmetal Alchemist or Envy, or any of the FMA characters. I however do own my story idea and my OC. Thanks for reading : D
Run. Her mind screamed at her, run! Run! Run! Panic filled her mind and the adrenaline rushed through her as she ran down who knows how many alleys , turning around corners wildly and blindly, almost running into walls. The darkness of the night made it much worse, as there weren't many lights in the alleys, far from the streets. She could hear the heavy footsteps of her pursuers just somewhat away, yelling and scrambling after one another. The girl's legs were aching and burning from running for so long, and her feet were much more sore and stinging, as the she was basically half clothed. Her white t-shirt was shredded from the abuse that had been happening only a while back, and her feet lacked any shoes or socks. Her once long and baggy pants had been shredded into extremely short pants, the kind you'd see whores wear. The part between the legs of the pants was tore open. Her shirt hung more than loosely over part of her shoulder, showing the shoulder and the bottom of it had been torn off. Her once-tame raven-black hair was tangled and messy, the bright neon-blue tips flying as she ran. The girl's blue-purple eyes were panic stricken.
Within a few seconds she was turning another corner, and ran straight into a dead end. Dammit, dammit all! Her fear grew. She approached the wall of a building, and turned around, hearing the loud thumps approaching. They'd slowed; clearly they knew it was a dead end as much as she did. Eyes darting around, she looked around for an escape route, or anything to get away or use to get away. Nothing but red brick walls. The paved ground below her feet were covered in stones and a few puddles. It was raining the other day. But now was no time to be thinking about that! Shaking her head, she listened, as the thumps approached. Thump, Thump, Thump… The shadows were barely visible in the dim light, but she could now see them… Just around the corner… She closed her eyes, her legs finally giving in, as they'd been screaming to stop for the past while, she fell to the hard ground. She balled her hands into fists, and waited. The men approached. They laughed. She winced. The girl's eyes flashed open in shock when she did not feel giant hands touch her. No breath upon her face, no one ripping off her clothes. But an evil laugh did appear, when the men growled in shock. "Who's this fucker?" One muttered to the other. A hand tapped her shoulder. She glanced up fearfully, a teen looking guy with spiky, palm tree-like hair was looking at her, a smirk on his face. "Don't think I'm doing this for you, girl. I might in fact beat the shit out of you once I'm done." His voice was quiet, and his hand disappeared from her shoulder. The man raced forward with inhuman-like speed and flat out tackled one of the men. In return the large guy fell hard onto the ground, letting out a loud yell. The teen did not fall with him, and just as quickly kicked another man as he lunged at him with a knife. The other man keeled over, they didn't seem to take hits very well… Then again , they were all very intoxicated. The girl watched with widened eyes, too stunned to move. Not stunned really, she wanted to just run past the fighting, but her legs stayed put below her, on the ground, so all she could do was watch, shaking in fear.
The third man dived towards the teen, who just as easily got knocked down. The teen laughed, still smirking. His eyes glinted with pure evil. This scared the girl. "Well, pathetic girl?" The voice made her jump. "Aren't you going to leave before I kill you off too?" He growled. She jumped again, managing to get her shaky body to listen to her and jumped up, running away as fast as she could, hesitating when she passed him, glancing back once she'd went around the corner. She looked away when blood splattered. She ran again. She ran straight towards the streets, trying to get away from the alleyways as fast as possible, as to not confront anymore drunk men. The men she'd previously had an encounter with had jumped her as she passed an alley on the sidewalk. She shuttered, remembering what went down. As she finally gained a much needed distance between herself and the situation, she sighed, and moved to lean against a building in the alleyway, just before the streets. She slid down to the ground, resting for a moment. Thinking about it now, she had no idea how she was going to manage to buy more clothing. She had no family, her parents had given her up not even a year after she was born. She was a mistake; her name was proof enough. Sin, Sin Extravagance. The first name had been picked out, and since she'd been given up at such a young age, she'd never actually had a last name. She made it up herself. Now that she was pretty much safe at the dead of night, she finally noticed the stinging on her legs and stomach. They were covered in cuts- The cuts made from the men who'd carelessly ripped her clothing. She glanced over all of them, they didn't make much difference to her. Not when she'd already had many, many cuts on her waist and arms. Soon, she thought, Soon I'll have more to look at anyways…. She was worthless. She'd always been. That's why she was abandoned. Sighing, she pushed herself up again. Might as well find the clothing store. She had the bit of money in what was left of her pants pockets, she stuck her hand in a pocket and took out the money. She counted it, and stuck it back in with a smile. Enough for some food in the morning, and enough for a new set of clothes. This was good. Of course, she'd probably have some left over, seeing as she worked at the clothing store nearby.
She mindlessly walked towards the streets, and snuck her way through the dark, glad that it was night so people wouldn't see her look so miserable. Not than anyone cared. As she walked, her body rather quickly began to shake. Oh, that's right. It's midnight, and pretty cold out, she thought, sighing. She quickened her pace, even though her tired legs screamed back in protest. Aside from the cold, she had the strangest feeling she was being watched, even though the night was dead silent. Not a soul seemed to linger. She finally arrived at the clothing store, she headed to the side of the building and pulled out a key, thankfully it was still in her pocket, and unlocked the door. Stepping inside, she sighed as heat washed over her poor, tired, cold body. She almost wanted to sink to the ground right then and pass out. Turning back to the door, Sin closed it and locked it. She turned back, looking around in the darkness. Every light was turned off. She moved her hands to a close by counter and started to feel her way to where she thought the light switch was. She moved slowly, and through the darkness she could make out the small indent in the wall where it was. Reaching over, she went to flick the switch. But instead of a cold switch, Sin's hand came into contact of skin. Eyes widening, she screamed, falling over and hitting her head against the other hard counter behind her. All she heard was an enormous cracking sound, and immense pain to the back of her head before everything blacked out.
Kinda short I know, but I hope you like, and I feel it was good to leave this on a cliff hanger so people would get interested right away. Thanks for reading :")