First of all; thank you so much to all who favourited/alerted/reviewed on the last chapter! You guys really inspire me to write more!
Second; I hope it didn't take too long XD
Disclaimer; I own nothing, not even my OCs' names belongs to me T.T However, their personalities does.
Chapter 2
Charity
The sun was on its way down, casting a beautiful light over the small south-town Dublith. It had been a rather peaceful day, without much trouble or disasters. However, it was first after the sun's fall that trouble began to appear.
Four shadows made their way through one of the creepiest streets the town held, their goal an old pub lying in the middle named Devil's Nest.
No one stopped them as they entered, nor as they disappeared down a hidden path.
"We're back," the first one told the small crew sitting inside the room.
"The boys you told us about arrived at the station just some hours ago," another one of them said, a small smile covering lips.
"Spying is wrong, you know," a young woman called out. By appearance, she looked like someone in her late twenties, with brown hair cut shoulder-short and formed the way the wind wanted it to be, and light-brown eyes shining of laughter. She sat cross-legged on the top of a table, her cheek resting in her right hand, showing of a silver-coloured tattoo of a heart with angel-wings.
One of the newly arrived, a man with dog-traits over his complete being, grinned at her.
"The why was you spying on us?" he asked in a friendly, yet jokingly, voice. The woman's face lightened up with a huge smile.
"Wouldn't you like to know?!"
"Dorchet, Charity," the leader – judged by the way the others looked up to him – said calmly.
"I spied on you because weird things always happen around the four of you," the woman said at last, her eyes still sparkling with humour.
She didn't want to answer him, but something in her personality told her to do so.
"Happy now, Greed?" she said, turning toward the leader. A small smile still rested over her lips.
Before he could say anything, the woman had jumped down from the table and walked out of the room, calling over her shoulder that she would go and get some food.
Charity smiled to herself as she walked toward the kitchen-part of the bar. She might have fallen away from her original work, but she was still doing what she was supposed to do, just in another way. After all, it was better to become friends than fight.
The woman enjoyed hanging out with the group; they were her friends, her second family.
She knew they also were the reason behind her change from a nice woman who did nothing wrong, to the one she was today.
Once she reached the kitchen, she grabbed the cake she had made earlier and headed back toward the main-room.
Charity grinned as the warm southern sun filled her body from where she laid on the roof of an old factory. It had been closed down ages ago, yet this was the place they had decided to spend the day.
The young woman let her mind wander back to the event that brought her out there in the first place.
"I just got news about the elder Elric-boy leaving his brother behind in this town as he headed toward South City," Bido, a little chimera-man, said as he got back to Devil's Nest after his watch.
Several days had passed since the boys came to the town, several days without much happening. However, Greed wanted to talk with the youngest brother, especially after Bido had proven for them that the armour the Elric-boy walked around in was empty.
"That's good. This is how things would be done. . ." Greed's normal smirk was enough to get anyone into his plans.
Bido had been told to deliver the boy a note telling him that they knew about him, and to meet them at the old factory. That's why Dorchet, Loa, Martel and Charity were there; to kidnap the boy and bring him back to the Devil's Nest.
"I still don't get why you came with us, Charity. Isn't it against you to kidnap someone?" Dorchet watched the young woman for some seconds as he waited for an answer. After all, both were on the same roof.
"Charity. The will to give anything, even services like this, that's my nature. Besides, I'm not going to kidnap anyone, you are. I'm just here to help you if something get screwed up," she grinned back, and the dog-man rolled his eyes.
"Do you even think he will show up?" Loa asked from the ground, where he and Martel waited for the boy.
"I'm sure he will, besides, he's already here," Dorchet answered, before jumping down, just as they could see a huge suit of armour coming toward them from the street leading to their place.
"First Lieutenant Viroli," the young woman's head shot up as someone talked to her. She had been busy studying some maps over the south, too busy to even notice that the door had opened. Luckily, it was only Major Armstrong.
"Yes, sir!" she said, tightening up her back.
"Do you mind going to Dublith with the President and me? It would look bad if not at least two guards came with him!" the huge man yelled, loud enough for everyone in the whole building to hear them.
Peace's eyes widen inside her mind as she heard the name. Dublith! That meant Charity, and Greed! She couldn't let Wrath reach them first!
"No problem, sir!" the man's pink sparkles shined even more than before, and a huge smile broke his face.
"If you will excuse me, Major, I need to call my sister," she said, and disappeared toward the building's only phone-boxes.
Please be at the Devil's Nest, Char! I'm begging you!
A/N: Before any of you make a comment of Charity's behaviour; I think everyone who spends a lot of time around Greed and his gang would turn out like a little bad, even if they were the most perfect in the whole world, and Charity has been around him for nearly a hundredth years.
With that, I hope you enjoyed the chapter^^