Chapter Three- Siblings
My idiot brothers have succeeded in driving me crazy. With Edward getting himself swallowed by Gluttony and Alphonce willingly going to the Dwarf. Not to mention the whole mess they've gotten into with the Ishvalan State Alchemist killer Scar. I've be worried and just a plain out mess.
Watching Gluttony get split open from the inside was gross. I almost regretted his death, he was okay for a Sin. The key word was almost. I didn't bother to join into the fight that followed, just sat on my rafter and watched in boredom. Just sitting up there doing nothing to help made me feel that annoying twinge of regret, but I still didn't move to help. No matter what my heart told me, I could not help my brothers in sight of the Sins or the Dwarf, they would kill all three of us and then we'd never win.
That foreign friend of my brothers, Ling I think, became the new Greed. It was weird, seeing someone else go through that. When I swallowed the stone, all of the Sins were in existence. In Ling's case, not so much. My transformation made me slightly bipolar, bringing my regrets to the forefront of my mind. For Ling, lets just say he got a sudden case of dissociative identity disorder. It did not look fun.
The new Greed is an asshat. There's just no nice way to put it. Though the old Greed wasn't much better, he at least wasn't around to bug me. I'm at the point of not caring that my brothers are somewhat friends with his alter ego Ling, who I personally prefer being around, and just shooting him between the eyes. It won't do much, but it will make me feel better.
It's getting harder to keep an eye on my idiot brothers, they've be traveling around a lot. Not that they didn't before, but I'm stuck with Pride and can't follow them any more.
Pride decided that he needed to do something to help out with the Dwarf's plan. That or he's just bored. Either way he dragged me off to ambush my brothers. He brought that Kimberly creep too. Something about the Crimson Alchemist just rubs me the wrong way. It might be the fact that he's a psychopath with no regard for human life, or the fact that he keeps trying to get into my pants. Their both on the same level of creepdom in my book.
Pride got his butt kicked by Al, then escaped his solid rock cell by using morse code to call Kimberly. Well, in all actuality, he was probably calling me. But he's a little brat and I really don't like him. The one good thing about being the only homunculus with alchemy, people try not to question you. Heck, I can pull the "trump card" excuse and I don't have to do anything to help along their plans. Though I do know them, hiding in the rafters has its perks. What the Dwarf doesn't know won't kill him, or maybe it will. I am planning on betraying him after all.
Learning of Hughes' death threw a bit of a wrench into my plans. Learning that Envy was the one who killed him just pissed me off. I kind of regret not being in a position to blow the bitch to kingdom come, but doing so would be counter productive. With Hughes gone I had to go to the next in line on my list of people I could inform of the homunculi plans: Mustang. My brothers would hate me if they ever found out about me and learned of my communication with him. Or at least Ed would, I don't think Al would care. He'd probably be stuck on the fact that he has a big sister and no one ever told him. Still, war is coming. Someone has to hear of the enemy's plans.
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