Full Summary:
After the seize of the youngest homunculus Wrath, Greed drops him off with an old friend to break him out. As an interesting relationship builds up and the search for any spare Philosopher's Stone rages on, Wrath will find hate and malice in more than one way.
Chapter One - Capture
"We have the kid, boss." Greed's day was going quite well. It started off as usual (though in the Devil's Nest, nothing is usual) and ended with the capture of a new homunculus.
Delightful.
"Bring him in." Greed beckoned the boy in, and was surprised to see he was, well, just a boy. He was unconscious, slung over Loa's back like a sack of potatoes. Greed briefly wondered what Dorochet, Loa and Martel had had to do in order to catch the small homunculus. But that story would be told later, with drinks.
"Hardly looks fit for a homunculus, wouldn't you say?" Greed chuckled, observers the scrawny, raven haired child. From his hanging position, his arms hung down, revealing a mismatched arm with a nasty scar near the shoulder.
"Have to figure that one out…" Greed though. As far as he knew, homunculi don't have scars. But he didn't dwell on the mater.
"We did have some contact with the Elrics' though," Loa said as he gently set the homunculus down. "They were on our trail, but we managed to loose them. They apparently have ties with the kid." This brought a frown on Greed's face.
"Well if the Elrics' want him, I'm positive they won't give up…We can't have them find the Devil's Nest. Not yet anyways." Greed paused to take a look around at the haven. The bar behind him was littered with empty or partially full glasses of any booze imaginable, and in front him, the coffee table was just a full. Speaking of which.
It was a bit of a strange sight to see Greed go for his own drink, and it was just equally as strange to see him seated alone on the black leather couch with none of his drunken broads draping over him. They would show up soon enough though; the sun was winding down, and the bar would be packed by nightfall.
Greed downed the rest of his vodka as rather puzzling question aroused in his mind.
"Where's this kid going to stay?" He could keep him at the bar, but Greed wasn't exactly sure how this homunculus would interact with the chimeras and other guests.
"Say, was he hard to deal with?" Greed asked, glancing at the insentient boy leaning against the end of the couch. "Why is he knocked out?"
"As you're aware of, the kid can perform alchemy. Enough said." Dorochet answered as he made his way behind the bar, pouring himself a simple mixture.
"Don't forget the Elrics'," Martel mumbled as she took at seat at the bar counter. As amusing as it was that three chimeras had some difficulty taking care of two alchemists and one weakly looking homunculus, Greed wouldn't question their ability. It was easier to simply take their word for it.
"Well damn. I can't trust a homunculus that can perform alchemy to just stay put. He'll probably end up destroying half the place. I need someone else…someone else who's delt with homunculi." Greed stood abruptly. With a smirk, he walked to the phone on the left of the counter, yet another abnormality.
He knew exactly who to call.
Well how ya doin'? How's the fic doing is what I'm really wanting to know. I started this little project a few night ago, and decided to crop chapter one down. Way down. If you'd like me to continue, tell me so in a nice little review or send a message. Or better yet, just favorite the damn thing.
This work of fiction is set around the end of episode twenty-nine, beginning of thirty. For a few good chapters, this will be strictly AU, no parings.
Furthermore, it will be no more than fifteen chapters, maybe, twenty tops. Like I said, it's a small little project, mostly to rub in the face of PyroDea and Tyrant Flame.
In you guy's FACES. I made a new fanfiction, and I DO plan to UPDATE!
Well now, that felt good.
Yes, yes, reviews are nice, flames are still appreciated, and if they're extremely rude and obnoxious, they will be divided and feed to Fuu and Gluttony, whoever can eat more.
Now that's and actual competition.
Dark Kandi, over and out.