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Hoenhiem
Time passes and Greed's innocence passes also. He becomes cruel over the years. He's slowly realizing what he is supposed to do; destroy. It's amusing to see Greed become cruel. But my amusement is shattered when I find something in Dante's library.
I'm not sure why I was looking on top of the bookshelves. Maybe I was bored. Maybe I was curious. Maybe it was a combination of the two.
I'm not sure.
But the reason is put at naught compared to what I found.
It's my fathers journal. The notes he used on that night. The ones he used when he made me. When he brought me back. When he wanted me back.
Then he saw what I was.
He must have left them. Were they such a cruel reminder of the sin he had committed that he left his life's work behind? I can see the book falling out of his hands to the floor next to the array. I remember hearing something drop a few moments after my creation.
Now I know what it was.
I sit in the library reading the notes looking for some clue. Some inkling of what my father was thinking when he wrote these plans.
Suddenly someone tugs hard on one of my dreadlocks and I put the book down long enough to smash Greed's face with my foot. Getting up I move to another chair, still reading the notes.
"Damn Envy, you're in a mood today aren't you?" Greed asked
standing up.
I pretend not to hear him. Suddenly the book is pulled from my hands and I turn to see Greed examining it.
"Give it back." I yell jumping over the chair to grab the book back.
Greed holds it out of my reach and reads the notes.
"Reading Dante's alchemy notes big brother?" Greed asks.
"they're not hers." I reply jumping to try and get it. Greed's taller than I am and the book is too high.
"Then who's are they?"
"Give it back."
"Come on N, You're too short. So tell me and I'll give it back to you."
I growl and with a flash of light I change myself so I'm as tall as Greed. I snatch the book back and hit him over the head with it. He seems slightly taken aback by the sudden change. Not that I didn't expect that, he's only seen me transform a few times.
As I walk out of the library Greed says one dreaded word. "Hoenhiem."
I stop and turn slowly, fear and hate filling my entire being. Greed was holding a page that had fallen out of the old note book. It must have come out when I hit him. Silently I cursed myself for being reckless.
"So who's Hoenhiem?" Greed asks. "He must have some meaning to you. I've never seen you look like that before."
I realize my fear was obvious and quickly masked it with a scowl. But I'm not sure what to say and for a long time silence fills the gap between us.
"Hoenhiem was Envy's father." Dante's voice said behind me.
I turn and look at her. She has that cruel smile playing on her lips
as if this whole conversation were some great joke.
She ignores me. "He created Envy but left after he saw what he was;" Her eyes finally turn to look into mine as she speaks two words. "A monster."
Greed laughs. "Is that so? So is that why you're looking at his note, big brother? You miss your dad?"
My anger rises up in me. "Shut it!" I yell. "Just shut it!" I storm out and don't look back.
Bursting into my room and slam the door hard. I sit on my bed and finish reading the notes. I reach the end and throw the book at the wall. Pages fly out and flutter to the ground as I put my head in my hands.
Nothing. All that was recorded there was mechanical dictations. Emotionlessly and perfectly written alchemy notes on human transmutation. No hint of who my father was or what he was thinking.
I'm not sure what I had expected to find in the journal. Certainly not that.
I get up and climb out my window. Even if I am three stories up, it's easy to climb down and go off into the city. I wander down the empty streets, brooding over the new information I've been fed.
Greed knows about father now. Great. I can only imagine what kind of torture he'll ensue on me now. And Dante coming in with that smart smile of hers. She knows he'll torture me with it. I don't think she cares…..
I hear footsteps behind me and stop. Cocking my head I see Greed standing behind me. My eyes narrow and my neutral expression evaporates into contempt. I turn my back to him.
"What do you want Greed?"
"You dropped this." He tosses the journal at me. I catch it. Pages are still missing. I throw it back to the ground.
"For good reason. What were you doing in my room anyways?"
"Looking for you. Why else?"
"What? Can't entertain yourself with out me? Too bad." I turn and start to walk away, hoping he'll leave me alone. I'm not in the mood to deal with him.
"So who's your mother?"
I stop.
"I mean if you have a father then you have to have a mother too, right?"
"That's none of your business." I reply shortly, continuing on.
I hear him running and jump out of the way as he punches the place I was moments ago. Landing on top of a building I look at him. "So you want to fight now huh?"
He looks up at me and smirks. It's then I notice his hands. They were no longer human and fleshy. But instead they were black and claw-like.
"You like it?" he asks, holding a hand up so I can get a better look. "It's my power, my ultimate shield. It's harder than anything you can break."
"I don't need to break it." I reply. "I just need to break you." I jump off the building and leap towards him. He moves back so I land just in front of him.
He laughs and the shield spreads farther. Soon he's fully encased, no flesh exposed. His teeth become longer and his eyes are bright red.
Undaunted I continue my attacks. We dodge and hit destroy several buildings in the process. Suddenly we break and I skid across the courtyard of ruble we've created. He skids away too and we're still for a few moments.
Examining him I notice he's not even scratched. Then again, neither am I. This could last awhile. Unless…..
I lift my head up and smirk. "What's the matter baby brother? Don't tell me you're tired already."
He smiles. "Not at all. I'm just getting warmed up." He runs at me, but I don't move. I stand there smiling, because I know something he doesn't.
At the last moment I transform and stab Greed in his cords. He looks at me, shocked to see I had changed into a mirror image of him. He can't move and lets out a gasp of pain. "You bast—"
I pull my new claws out and hit him hard over the head before he can finish his curse. He falls to the ground and his shield retracts.
"So much for your ultimate shield." I scoff. Then I turn and walk away. I don't look back to see if he gets up. I really don't care.
Dante wants me to take Greed above ground. "He needs to convincingly mingle with humans if he's to help you create another philosophers stone. Maybe then he'll start acting like a real homunculus." She looks pointedly at me.
I smile cruelly. "Sure thing." I walk out, silently gloating over the only compliment I have ever received from her.
I took Greed up to the surface and we walked around. He had never been out in the city and was practically giddy with excitement. I'm disgusted by this change in his mood even though I was the same way one my first trip.
Greed stops to look at something in a shop window and I lean against the glass looking at the crowd. I've transformed myself so all that I was wearing a set of plain cloths and blended in with the other humans easily.
I catch a glimpse of a familiar face and I stiffen slightly. I follow a man with my eyes, unable to believe I was seeing what I was.
It's him. My father.
Hoenhiem of Light.
I stand up straight and Greed looks at me. He must have seen my change in expression because he asks "Something wrong 'N?"
"Stay here." I growl, walking out into the crowd. I easily single Hoenhiem out. I put my hand on his shoulder to make him turn around and face me.
He starts to say something but his words evaporate when he sees me. It must be my gold eyes that I inherited from
him. "You're—what are you doing here?" he stutters.
"I could ask you the same question." I hit him hard in the
stomach and send him flying through the crowd.
People look at us. I hear someone scream and a circle forms around us as I advance. "You bastard." I curse. "You dare call yourself justified when you won't even face what you've created."
He sat up, blood running out of the corner of his mouth. "I—I'm so sorry. I never meant for it to be like this."
"Shut up!" I yell. "You knew what you were doing. You knew what you would create. You're not sorry yet!" I start to run at him but I hear my name yelled and suddenly someone's holding
my arms back.
I look and see Greed struggling to keep me from destroying my father. "Let me go. This has nothing to do with you."
Hoenhiem stands. "So that's what your mother named you? Envy?"
"Mother?" Greed asks.
"I told you to shut up old man! That bitch never did anything for me! She believes I have no feelings and treats me like some mindless doll. But you're not much better; Creating me and then running away?"
I know Greed's hearing all of this but I don't care. I'm just frustrated that he's interfering and stopping me from killing Hoenhiem.
"You don't understand. Just listen to me. I was afraid of you and I still am."
"Oh really?"
"I understand what I did and that I need to take responsibility for what I did. But you're not him. You're not my son. Just an imitation."
Tears threaten to leak out of my eyes and anger turns to fury. "Is that what I am now? An imitation? I'm your creation, your son whether you like it or not!"
"I'm sorry. I truly am." He says and then he runs away.
Again.
"Let—me—go!" I growl trying to break free from Greed.
"No, we've gotta get out of here." He drags me off to an empty part of the city. I kick and struggle before his arms finally release me.
"Ok, I think we're safe."
I turn and swing at him. My fist collides with his back sending him crashing into a building. "You stopped me! Why?" I roar.
"You were going to kill him." He says, standing up.
"That's my purpose, Greed. To kill him. And if you ever get in my way like that again, I'll kill you."
