The Envious Truth
A/N: Happy b-day, EnvyRocks101! By the way, you didn't ACTUALLY make an account. Just saying.
Disclaimer: I still don't own FMA. If I did, I would not portray myself as a talking cow. I'd draw myself as Ed! =D
Everyone thought, or seemed to think, that Envy could feel emotions. Well, he could, but only one.
Envy.
The real reason he convinced that young Xingese girl to turn back? He was jealous of the fact that the people showed her hospitality, something nobody had ever shown him.
Why was he hopeless when he was trapped inside of Gluttony? He envied the runt's will to survive, a will which he did not have. A will he longed to have. But one he could not have, so he settled for envy instead.
He had killed a man. In cold blood. Why? Orders, for one thing. But he was jealous of how the man had friends, a love, a family, something he couldn't have. So he threw the man's love in his face, and then he shot him.
And, all along, he'd had everybody fooled. Until the runt had figured it out. He'd been so jealous of his perception. Then, he'd killed himself. He couldn't take a life filled with only envy. But, somehow, he managed to feel relief at the end of his life.
He wasn't Envy any longer.
A/N: Reviews are loved and huggled! Besides, I need the constructive criticism. What's your call?