"You know what to do, right Pride?"
Pride was still gazing the village…not looking at Envy even for once.
"Yes" he only said
"Then go!"
And they remained there…watching the village below…however now Envy was grinning with satisfaction and a hint of eagerness…as if his gaze was saying, "This will be interesting…"
The two pairs of eyes were looking down at the small town…a pair of eyes that glowed with hatred and sardonic pleasure and a pair of golden, emotionless and somehow lost eyes… The breeze was making their long hair (green and golden) flapping around their shoulders… Envy nodded to Pride, giving him the signal. Pride clapped his hands together and then, out of thin air, as if he had transmuted a single fiber from his glove, a scythe appeared. However this time the scythe ended up to a small chain and the chain ended up to a small metal sphere (small enough to fit inside Pride's palm). Pride got hold of that chain with his left hand, so the small ball wouldn't touch the ground, while with his right hand was holding the scythe.
"What are you spacing out for, Pride?" Envy said irritated
"Humans…" Pride whispered again, "What are…they to us…?"
Envy sighed heavily and rolled his eyes. Sometimes Pride seemed to be completely out of this world and then he came back again making the most stupid questions out of nowhere! Not to mention that he had made those questions countless times!
"Your memory is so rotting up like the leaves in last rain, isn't it, Pride? I already told you! They are our prey! In any case you need to hurry! Father expects you to finish the job before nightfall! Now stop acting stupid and move!"
"Our…prey…" Pride repeated as if the rest of Envy's words were either meaningless to him or he knew them well already.
Envy smirked.
"That's right! Now go!"
And Pride…jumped. He hopped onto a rock on the cliff below and another and another till he reached the end of the cliff and then…he rushed upon the village… The villagers that were standing there, barely had the time to turn their heads towards the one that ran upon them before getting cut by the large scythe… Fountains of blood and guts flew around…
People who saw it screamed in absolute terror and started running away but they couldn't go far… They fell under Pride's scythe… And Pride ran forward and now he was holding the scythe with one hand and he was dragging the chain with the ball along… The heavy metal ball was leaving a line-trace on the soil on the ground… He ran inside the town…and his bare feet were barely making the tapping sound on the soil… Fast. Soundless. Emotionless. He waved the scythe again and cut through two people… Another two came up without their heads the next moment… Dead bodies kept falling to the ground, painting the soil red with their blood. Pride ran…and killed… He turned to the other corner and some more people came out of their small houses…they got slaughtered too…
Envy was still standing there, at the top of the cliff and was watching the entire thing. In the beginning he simply cracked a smirk but soon his smirk turned into a grin and his grin widened even more and now was laughing uncontrollably while screaming:
"HAHAHAHAHAHA! Yes! That's it Pride! Kill! Kill them all! KILL THEM ALL!"
And was constantly watching the slaughter that was happening so many meters under his feet…
Pride then threw the chain and the ball passed through a man's chest like a bullet through the tree… Like knife through butter… Pride pulled the chain back and the man fell dead… And he jumped in the air again, swinging the scythe around skillfully as if it was part of his arm… His eyes were emotionless…but his body was covered in blood…the blood of all his victims…
The blood was running too much and it was flowing into the small lines he had created by pulling the chain along on the ground… He was emotionless. Swift. He hadn't given a warning. He hadn't made a single sound…a single battle cry… Anything. He just rushed into the slaughter…and was leaving only blood and corpses behind…and the trail on the soil made by the small ball at the end of the chain…
He leaped again high and while landing he was spinning himself in the mid air and cut through three more people and landed to his feet. Then…a bullet found him on the back of his shoulder and came out of the front… Someone had shot him from behind. He turned around to see the shaking man that was holding the gun. He then looked at his wound and touched it with his hand. There was blood… He looked at it…
"Blood…" he thought, "Pain…what is…pain…?"
For sure Pride didn't know it. His skin could feel…however he felt no pain! He had forgotten what pain was…and now he couldn't feel it either… He looked at the man that had shot him, who now was frozen to the spot. His wound started to heel. He looked at him. No malice could be seen to his eyes…no anger…nothing. His expression hadn't changed. After so many victims…after so much blood…so many cries of fear and pain…Pride's look hadn't changed… It didn't change even when he rushed forward to kill the man to the spot… The gun fell from his hand to the blood-soaked soil with a soft sound that was covered from the cries of pain that followed…
General Roy Mustang was in his office and was dealing with some paperwork when the phone rang. Riza Hawkeye answered it.
"Hello?"
Suddenly her face turned pallid and her eyes widened.
"What?! How many…? What?!…Yes…of course…"
She lowered the phone.
"G-General! This is an emergency! A village from the East Quarters is under attack! People are getting slaughtered!"
"What did you say!?" Roy had grabbed the phone before she could give it, "Here is General Mustang speaking! What's going on! Answer!"
"I-It's terrible!" he heard the voice of the soldier on the other line. He sounded totally panicked, "The monster…is killing with no exception! Men! Women! Children…blood…blood everywhere!"
"Who! I command you to calm down and tell me what in the devil's name is going on!" Roy had risen from his chair in agony
"A demon…a scythe…Oh! It is terrible! We are about to get killed! It is an emergency…I repeat it is an… ARGH! NO! NO PLEASE…!"
And the line was cut. Roy had remained there frozen, barely able to understand what was going on… A demon…? A scythe…? A scythe?!
"Homunculus!" he finally cried out as he had finally got out of a deep slumber.
Alphonse was getting into the room and he managed to hear a few words but the word "Homunculus" hit him like a lightning bolt.
"G-General! What happened?!"
"Iron Soul! Send my command! I want thirty men, yesterday! You hear me! In a few moments they must be outside! You are coming too! A slaughter is happening to an East Quarters' village!"
Alphonse couldn't even remember running…no…storming out of the office and yelling to the yard of the Central Quarters to gather the soldiers. He only knew that the word "Homunculus" was buzzing inside his head constantly and wouldn't leave him alone…
"Nii-san! Nii-san! Nii-san!" was the only thing he was thinking
And his mind was answering him
"Homunculus…Homunculus…Homunculus…"
And his heart was calling him
"Run! Run! Run there!"
Pride was now killing without a stop… He leaped in the air once more and he threw the scythe, holding it by the chain. The scythe took some necks and heads on its way back to his hand… He stabbed another with the end of his scythe… He leaped and landed in the middle of ten people. He raised the scythe above his head and started spinning it around like a huge helix… Cutting or breaking necks with the metal ball at the end of the chain… Blood…bones…blood…death… Envy was laughing and finally… everything stopped…and fell silent…
The soldiers arrived at the place and everything was covered in a thick fog. Alphonse was the first one to jump out of the vehicle and ran towards the beginning of the village. His steps felt like running into water…there was the heavy smell of iron everywhere… That metal scent of death…
"Iron Soul! Wait!" Roy called. However Alphonse was already there.
He could see a movement… Narrowed his eyes to see through the thick fog. And then…there was a person…a figure holding a scythe… The fog started to clear up…and Alphonse felt his stomach twist and his heart stop! Pride…Edward was standing in the middle of a pool of blood… He was covered in blood from top to bottom…his scythe was bloody… And everywhere around him only corpses… Men…women…children… Quartered…gutted…beheaded…stabbed with their eyes wide and empty…their faces forming the last scream of fear and pain… Thrown everywhere around…carelessly…
Roy joined him and gasped at the sight as well… However Pride's eyes looked at them…emotionless, as they had started… As if he never did all that…as if there was no clotted blood all over him…as if there was no graveyard around him now… As if the village that started with population of 120 was now in population 0…was not around him… Alphonse covered his mouth in both hands, trying to stop himself from throwing up… That person…that person WASN'T his brother! It COULDN'T be!
The soldiers were speechless. Pride was motionless like a statue… Blood was dripping from his hair and scythe… Silence…dead silence…
And finally…Alphonse screamed…
So you see now...what was Pride supposed to do... He slaughtered those people... Probably the first one Edward Elric becomes such a killer huh? In any case...that was the plan...
Also...why does his scythe have a chain and a ball in the end? It is not random! There is a reason behin it! You see he was leaving traces on the soil! But you must wait and see what was the purpose!
Poor Alphonse...couldn't take it! And who would?!
Music that would fit: watch?v=Ge3F9F… (Blood-C Destiny)
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