Anyway, I was reading stories on quizzilla for the first time in like… a long ass time, and I stumbled across a story about Greeling and Envy being teachers. That set off the bright light of inspiration in my heart, and it made me write this.
I didn't write for Lust because of the epicness that is episode 19 of Fullmetal Alchemist: Brotherhood, and if you haven't seen it yet then you really need to get your sh*t in gear and watch it.
If you have made it far enough in FMAB, then you know why I didn't write with Gluttony and why Pride can smell like a bloody dog.
I didn't write with Sloth because I just couldn't see him as a teacher in high school. He could teach naptime in kindergarten though…
The original Homunculus Teacher story was written by Anonymoussama on quizzilla, so now you gets you proper credit hun, just like I promised.
Now then, before I would begin, the school is named after the person that wrote Inferno (Dante Alighieri). I figured it would fit because they kinda have teachers from hell…
Anyway, read, review and enjoy.
Story start!
It was the first day of school, and the people of Alighieri (A/N: Pronounced Ah-lee-ghee-air-ee) College Prep wanted nothing more than to get the hell out of there. It was already bad enough that close to no one could pronounce the name of their school, but now it would be even worse when they had to say what their teachers' names were.
Candice got in her mother's car as fast as she could, anxious to tell her about her first day of school and all of its awkward pitfalls. Since her mother lived a fair distance from the school, so she agreed that she would take her daughter to and from school on the first day and at least once every two weeks or so.
"So how was school?" she asked as she pulled out of the driveway.
"Ma, all of my teachers are homunculi." Candice replied immediately.
"The hell is a homunculi?" she asked, keeping her eyes on the road even though her face was plastered with confusion.
"Homunculus, mom. Homunculi are plural."
"Okay, keep getting smart with me!" she replied angrily. Candice's mother knew that her daughter only spent the extra half-second to say 'mom' instead of 'ma' when she was getting on her nerves or if Candice was getting smart with her.
"Anyway," Candice continued, "a homunculus is a person made from alchemy."
"You mean that witch craft stuff our cousin is into?"
"It's not witch craft, mom. You shouldn't berate things you don't understand." Candice replied in an exasperated tone. She didn't like that her mother was so close-minded.
Not many people did alchemy where Candice lived. No one really wanted to take the time to learn how to do it. They did know the basics though; constructing, deconstructing and reconstructing 'or risk losing your limbs' as most people added on. They also knew about the great taboo as well.
"Isn't making a person with alchemy illegal anyway?" Candice's mother asked.
"Yeah, it is. Let me tell you what happened, Ma…"
"Good morning class, starting today, I am your new homeroom teacher. My name is King Bradley, but you all may refer to me as Wrath, or even Mr. Wrath if you feel more comfortable saying that."
Everyone stared at the smiling man in confusion. Even the people who wouldn't even pay attention to the homeroom teacher had their eyes glued on him. For a brief moment, the room was silent until someone finally decided to speak up.
"You mean 'King Bradley' like you're a king?" a boy asked.
"Oh no, of course not. King is my first name." He replied, his smile not leaving his face.
"Real talk, your first name is King?" the same boy pressed. Wrath looked at him and nodded.
"What's up with the Wrath thing?" Candice asked.
"Oh yes, I almost forgot." Wrath said.
He reached behind his head and undid his eye patch. Most of the class flinched or covered their eyes, not wanted to see a creepy open eye socket or even his eye sewn shut for whatever reason. After a few seconds, everyone opened their eyes and looked at him. It wasn't at all what they expected. Sure, there was a scar around his eye, but the eye itself was still in tact. The only surprising thing was instead of his eye being green like the other one, it was red. Upon closer inspection, the class noticed a red marking that no one was particularly familiar with except for Candice.
"Is than an ouroboros?" she asked.
"As a matter of fact it is." Wrath replied. A small stir erupted in the classroom.
"Leave it to Candice to know about the creepy stuff." Someone muttered.
Wrath cleared his throat, ending the small chatter in the classroom before speaking again. "I am here on a summons from the Amestrian military, and because of that summons I am not allowed to keep the fact that I am not a human a secret. I am a homunculus; a being created by alchemy. Because of some recent occurrences, I was court marshaled and now I am on probation. We, meaning myself and a group of other homunculi, have one year to make model citizens of ourselves or we will be executed."
Another stir started up in the classroom. They wondered what he could have done to be on probation at the cost of his life, and why was he a teacher because what he and the other homunculi did must have been awful.
"I understand how some of you all may feel, but let me give you some assurance. I want nothing more than to go and enjoy the remainder of my life with my lovely wife. I have no ill intention, despite my name's sake. To add, there are MP's here around the clock to keep an eye on all of us."
"So they sent war criminals to be your teachers?" Candice's mother asked. "What are they, the dirty dozen?"
"I'm not sure if they're war criminals, but Wrath told us that they couldn't carry out their probation in Amestris for reasons that he wasn't allowed to tell us." Candice explained. Her mother sighed and shook her head.
"You should've just transferred schools like I wanted you to."
"It's not all bad Ma, we can learn a lot from some of these teachers, like Pride for example…"