Hell's My Playground
Disclaimer: I do not own Full Metal Alchemist, Greed, or any of the other Chimeras.
Summary: Greed and his pals met their sticky end in the world of the living, but reunited in Hell, these mischief masters will make sure to leave their mark in hell, or face eternal torture.
Chapter 1: Welcome to Hell
Act I: Hell is Paradise
...Devil's Nest...
The sweet smell of liquor wafted in the dark atmosphere. Laughing, gambling, drinking and relaxing was the only thing you could ever see in a place like the Devil's Nest. This tavern left a mark in the living world to the select few who called it a home. You can call it a house of freaks, a group of misfits, but Greed knew better. This place was his home, his happy place, and best of all, a place to hang out with his friends. Home is what this place is, home is what this place will forever be. Devil's Nest left a mark in the world above, and now... Greed made sure to return to that home.
...Heaven and Hell...
Funny thing about hell. Religion always portrayed this place as home of all things evil. You would expect to be tortured, killed and probably eternally damned. But even the purest of people are sent to hell in one point, even before they get their ticket to heaven. Bah, what nonsense! Heaven probably doesn't even exist! And if it did, Greed didn't want to be a part of it! In heaven, I doubt you could gamble, drink, have fun, and be a pimp all day long! Hell suited him better, afterall, he was named after a sin. And where do sins go? Hell!
...Greed...
Now this was his kind of place. Hell was exciting, full of danger and adventure, even when you first fall here. The Ultimate Shield remembered it well... Just a few months ago, after his little battle with Edward Elric, Greed was put to death. Honestly, he couldn't be happier. He'd rather die than return to that ridiculous seal again! Dante, that no good b!tch, will have no power over him! Greed, as his name applies, was greedy (still is, actually)... and damn proud of it to. Jewels, riches, power, women, immortality, yep he wanted it all. Since he couldn't achieve this in the world of the living, the Homunculus decided on a new goal. Rule the underworld!
...First Encounter...
Greed landed head first in hell, and boy was that a strange feeling. He was in the middle of a wasteland, nothing but dying earth as far as the eye can see. Rivers of lava, fire burned earth and fountains of blood was what he noticed. It was like the Grand Canyon when it meets Steven King and was tossed in an eternal abyss for 3,000 years. Greed could only laugh at it all, his voice echoed in the darkness. There was no sun, the sky was black and red, and the only sources of light were the mere spirits of hell that haunted the area. Devils, were not little men with pointy beards, pitchforks, and tails... on the contrary. They looked exactly like humans do, some more exotic than others. If sexiness was being a sin, then boy were those female devil's hot!
...First thing to do...
Unity and Reunion. Greed made an oath to those who were loyal to them, and this promise he will keep. He freed them from the 5th Labratory and promised them a place by his side. Bondage was a cruel thing. They were tortured, forced to be mere lab rats of the accursed military. Greed too, was a victim of his creator, Dante. Society doesn't accept them, they were freaks. Like him, they were outcasts in the world of the living... but looking at the world of the dead, he knew well that the Devil's Nest crew will fit in just fine... Putting his hands in his pocket, his back slouched forward and a grim smirk on his face, the Ultimate Shield walked down the dirt road... It was time to find his friends, his family, his companion in arms.
...The Contract...
Walking through the darkness, down the dirt road, Greed spotted a hooded man. The man handed the Ultimate Shield a pamphlet. curiously, Greed accepted it and read the context of the small booklet. From the looks of the hooded stranger, he was a devil as well. Ivory horns protruded out of his skull, covered by a mass of dark hair. The hair covered his eyes, but judging from his pale skin and human-like appearance, the boy was a young Devil. Greed, flipped the pages of the pamphlet.
Welcome to Hell
The place of the damned, is drowned in eternal twilight. There are no rules, compared to the strict Heavens, Hell is freedom. There is no order, and death is impossible to those who are already damned. Everyone is born a sinner, and everyone will die as one too. This is your guide through hell, allow him to lead you around paradise. Welcome home.
-King of Hell
Greed stared, a mixture of bewilderment and amusement... Why the hell would a world with eternal freedom have a king? Talk about hypocritical... but it made Greed even more excited. A King? Greed's ambition began to grow... The young devil boy handed him a book. A contract, if thou writes and signs this coven, you are bounded to live among the dead. This Devil agrees to serve its master until the time it is released. If refused, you shall remain in eternal torture until you wait for the time the light touches you. Greed laughed, he picked up the pen and signed his name. No hesitation needed, he had no intention to go to heaven. This devil boy and all his powers, belonged to him now. When Greed wrote down the final letter of his name, the book vanished. Scarred on the pale boy's face was his name, 'Greed'.
"What's your name, kid?" Greed asked.
"Enmi..." The devil replied solemnly. His empty eyes bore no expression at all.
"Well, Enmi, you and I are going to be good friends." Greed chuckled. He placed his arms around the young devil's neck and with a brotherly pat on the back, the two walked down the dirt road.
To be Continued
For those who didn't understand,
basically Greed is in hell. And the man has plans to become the king of
this new home. But to do that, he needs to round up a few people. Later
on you'll meet some characters we met previously, Like the Slicer
brothers, Hughes and everyone else. hehe.
If you guys like, then I'll continue. Please leave some helpful reviews or criticism! I especially love criticism. Makes me a better writer! Thanks!
