Chapter 11:
Target
"We don't have anything to hold him," That's Armstrong she's scratching her chin, arms dangling over the desk, one hand on her sword. She threw it hard, jabbing the end of it into the middle of her desk, the sword had been passed down her family for generations.
"Should I dazzle him with my amazing muscles?" Alex spoke, ripping his shirt off and flexing, she didn't bat an eye lash, just stared at him with a grimace on her face.
"We don't even have any proof of foul play, we don't even have any conformation that she's even missing." Hawkeye spoke up, looking at the white board. "When do you think Hughes is coming in?" she frowned writing something down on.
The sound of a phone ringing, they could be in any office in the world, if it wasn't for the holding cells, the guns, and the amount of burly men.
"How am I suppose to know," Alex is flexing his arms behind her, and she gives him a death, turning to stone stare. He pauses, happily a grin on his face, but he stops at the look on Olivier skin. She jumps on him putting his head in a headlock.
"I give, I give," he moaned, as she beat him. "How pathetic!" Olivier yelled at him, shoving her fist into his face. "You didn't even bother to put up a fight, the Bradley family asked us to do a favour for them, apparently she saved the eldest boy from Kimblee."
"Perhaps we should look Kimblee up," Hawkeye wrote something more down on the pad, and Armstrong released her brother. Rounding to look at Hawkeye, she had put a picture of suspects, with the information that the boy had provided.
"We would already have him in custody, but he's still recovering from his wounds." A smugness leaked off her voice. Envy had been missing for just a little over or under a week, they had posted pictures, and had a broad cast about it.
"Apparently something in her past, made her a target," Armstrong recoiled, walking over to the cell, Hohenheim is sitting in it hunched over, his arms folded in his lap. He's wearing a dull brown shirt, with a white blouse, and a green tie.
"Hey you! Did you read her file?" Armstrong shouted pointing the end of her sword at Hohenheim. Hohenheim didn't respond, he has this defeated look on his face, he looks as if he's lost a fight, his shoulders slumped.
"No, of course not," He spoke, definite running his hands through his hair, "I thought that the Physicist might be able to help," he spoke sadly, Armstrong let out a snort.
"You should be worrying about your own children, not sticking your nose into other peoples problems," Spat Armstrong wrinkling her nose, "Your son is nothing more but a man whore, your youngest has a steady girlfriend, who will probably end up pregnant,"
She spoke matter of fact, enjoying the torment on Hohenheim face, his cheeks reddened a bit, "Perhaps you should act like a Father to your own children, rather then trying to fix everyone problems." Hohenheim didn't look up, obviously looked even more depressed.
"She said, that I was going to get her killed, what ever was in the file," his voice shook a bit, "It must have been painful, I just wanted to help, that's all." he stopped, if the man was an actor, he should get a golden globe. He hadn't even asked for a lawyer, or when he could leave.
"But as usual I made a mess of things, I guess your right, why did I think I could help? When I can't even help my own children, Edward hates me, and Alphonse, I'm not sure about him," he wasn't speaking to him, he looked as if a part of him is shutting down.
The sound of a door opening, then dead silence,"Hey I'm back," Hughes, Armstrong didn't even look, "And look who I brought with me," Several heads turned to look in Hughes direction. It's her, the girl, she's standing their eyes burning with anger.
"What did you do Hohenheim? Steal some more information?" she spat, voice burning with anger. Hohenheim flinched, but then he looked absolutely happy to see her, a look of relief split his face. "So they got you did they? What did you do?"
"I'm so glade your safe," he smiled at her, and she looked at him with absolute rage, her eyes almost appeared to glow red.
"Envy! Don't kill Hohenheim please," That's Hughes he's waving his hands in the air, "I'd hate having to arrest you,"
"With your help, we could do the perfect crime," Envy retorted, in a cold callous voice, "Besides, its not as if your pathetic human prisons, could keep me."Hands dangling over her arms, in a rather protective, self assuring manor. He lowered his head, staring down at the floor, he sat back down at his cot head hung.
"They could keep me in," retorted Hughes, his smile wavered a bit, "Thought he's not allowed anywhere near you again, so you won't have to worry, well get a restraining order like I said," Envy let out a snort.
"I said I could deal with it my self," she countered, but Hughes looks at her with worried eyes, he looks as if he might cry.
"I am sorry, honestly Envy, I was just trying to help," Envy bristled, and would have stormed the cage, if Hughes hadn't placed a hand on her shoulder. The simple touch is enough to calm her down, she looks up at him.
"I'm fine, can I go now?" she demanded turning on her heel.
"Now, now Envy no need to leave, they have a few questions to ask you I'm sure," Envy looked as if she had eaten something rather sour. But looked up at Hughes for reassurance, and clung tighter onto her bag.
"I'm only came because you asked me to," she started, eyes burning with rage, "I can beat him up can't I? The Bastard, deserves it." He placed a hand on her head, patting her a bit, her grip tightened on her bag. She didn't look at Hohenheim again, eyes focused on Hughes.
"The two of you know each other?" Riza wondered, behind her Armstrong is looked at the two of them frowning.
"Don't tell me the two of you are in a sexual relationship," Envy let out a laugh, and Hughes face went pale.
"As if Hughes would do that, he's head over heels in love with his wife, what are you an idiot?" snapped Envy lifting up an eyebrow, "And I'm pretty sure you've heard the then stories about Elisha," Envy spoke up warily, "I thought these people were your colleagues?"
"They are, their detectives," Envy didn't look all that bothered, she gave them all a steely gaze, looking at each one of them.
"No, no I found her, when I had sometime off," Hughes spoke up, "I was driving home, when we came across her,"
Riza opened her mouth, "That sounds bad," snapped Armstrong, Envy moved in front of Hughes and stomped one foot down hard on the ground. The cement broke, the ground shook, and her eyes narrowed with rage, eyes burning.
"Hughes! Saved me! I could have froze to death," She shouted, "So don't you talk bad of my friend, otherwise I'll beat the crap out of you! You barbie doll!" She yelled, stomping down on the ground one more time.
Olivier stared for a few moment, her eyes widened, "HOW DARE YOU!" She shrieked, "I am not," She protested loudly drawing her sword. Envy blinked and grinned at her breaking into a fit of laughter, Alex grabbed her from around the waist.
"Run for your life, she's the same as Edward when you call her anything girly," He told her almost sounding serious, trying to hold Olivier down. Olivier eyes looked crimson, her face darkened, and she had her blade posed to run her through.
"As if she could kill me, she could run me through but I would just heal," she spoke up solidly. Armstrong stopped in mid strike, a vein pulsing on her temple, she's making a face, "That and Bradley would be mad,"
"That's true but a young Homunculus such as you wouldn't heal as quick, Bradley can because he's been in a war," That's Riza, "The more you get injured, the faster you heal," Envy looked up at him sharply.
"And what do you think is in my file? A bunch of rainbows and sunshine?" she spat, no one laughed, she could see even Hughes rounding to look at her.
"Just what kind of trouble are you in anyways?" he asked, and Envy found himself staring at him.
"Your better off, not getting involved, this goes way beyond any of you people. Not as if your strong enough to stop them if they find me anyways," In a flat dismissing tone, "If you can't even handle me, how are you suppose to- I see a test of strength is required!" Armstrong basically sang making weird poses.
"Why is your shirt off anyways?" she demanded to know staring at him. She could see people in the room gawking at her.
Armstrong face turned beat red, "ILL SHOW YOU JUST HOW POWERFUL I AM! HUMOCULUS!" She yelled drawing her sword she gave chase.
Hughes snatched her up in a hug, "I don't think so! Leave Envy alone!" He yelled at her, furiously, Envy face reddened, and she looked up at him with surprise.
"You shouldn't get so attached to me, I'm damaged you know, that and if they find out where I am, which they probably know. Thanks to Hohenheim," he could see several heads look at Hohenheim, "You should look out for bombs and stuff," she joked about the last part, but only half heatedly.
"Are you sure the two of you are not in a relationship?" wondered Riza, scratching her chin.
"We are! But in a Daughter Daddy relationship right?" he smiled at her, "Since you can shape shift, you can stay at my house okay!" he grinned at her, and Envy shook her head staring down at her feet, looking sad.
"Did we do something wrong? Were we too nosey?" Wondered Hughes a look of anguish on his face.
"It's not that, it's just I couldn't bare if anything happened to you guys, your my friends, and I," friends, she had called them her friends. They had taken care of her, nursed her back to help, they hadn't pried, she hadn't had much to offer them.
Hughes lets out a sob, "That's settles if we have to find you a safe place to stay,"he made a pose, but jumped as the door to the office is yanked open. Everyone jumps, guns are with drawn, and suddenly the door to the cage is yanked open. Almost everyone is standing in front of her posed, to strike, and Envy turns around slowly.
Bradley looks terrifying to say the least, it looks like he has one glowing red eye, he's bent over, and he stops in the middle of the room. Flanked by a dozen or so guards, he has his arms folded, and sits up, the guns and weapons are lowered slowly. "How did you hear about her so quickly?" wondered Riza stunned.
"Spies most likely," Armstrong spoke up, "I knew my paranoia was justified," she cursed, but she stood up a little straighter.
"I know where you can stay, I insist," Bradley smiled at her, "We have a security force," he lowered his hands, and Envy felt a lump form in her throat.
"You know don't you?" Envy spoke up, "That Wrath junior, might be my brother." Wrath froze for a few moments, the senior looked at her as if he had been caught.
"I hoped you were her," he admitted, "But I didn't know for sure, after you got in a fight, I had some of your blood tested," She can see Hughes stand up stiffly.
"You cheated on your wife?" Hughes babbled sounding stunned, "How could you?" Envy hit him in the arm and shook her head.
"No, Wrath isn't his blood son," she recanted, and Hughes stops his accusing finger lowered, Hohenheim is standing in the back ground.
"I have one more question," Envy spoke up lifting her head, "Hohenheim said that you were trying to get me to like you, so that I'd fight for you, is that true? That's not true is it? You just wanted to know if I was Wrath sister or not." Was? Yes was, she's not anymore, she stared at her feet looking uneasy. "And did you read my file?"
Wrath had his arms behind his back, and sighs, so she had more then one question, "Well I assumed you wanted to fight because your in a Military Academy," he scratched the bottom of his chin, " If you don't want to then you don't have to," he smiled at her.
"I would never make you do anything, you wouldn't want to do, except stay with us, I insist," He stopped for a moment, he spoke in a charming voice. "And for the last question, I haven't, but I do plan on doing so," Envy flinched, looking rather wary.
Still she's finding it hard to look at his smiling face, "However I don't appreciate Hohenheim bad mouthing me," scolded Bradley giving Hohenheim a hard stare. Hohenheim blinked and folded his arms over his chest.
"He just wanted to trick me," scolded Envy, coldly not bothering to look at him, she waited for the answer to her other questions.
" I did not, I'm sorry I screwed up," scolded Hohenheim but he's just back ground noise at this point. Wrath had it so that we didn't name anyone Envy, because he had named his sister that, and," he stopped and Envy felt tears burn in the corner of her eyes.
Envy, Yes Wrath had named her, the bottom of her lips trembled a bit, "Okay, I'll stay with you, but I want to tell Wrath," she begged and Senior Wrath nodded his head after some hesitation. She fumbled and she could hear Hughes standing next to her.
"If you let me sir, I would have some of my comrades also help out with her protection," Wrath Senior frowned, before nodding his head in slight agreement.
"You may question her at the house," Wrath is looked at her, with concern, and she's finding it hard to stay calm. She blink back her tears, remembering the boy, the boy that had named her, her brother. "You still are his sister Envy," she looked at him glancing up at him.
"You know your not that scary," Muses Envy suddenly, Wrath lets out a laugh.
But everyone behind him looks nervous, "Chin up, everything will work out in the end, thought I am wondering about one thing. Why hasn't Wrath recognized you?" That's Wrath senior he sounds curious and is giving her an arm all the same.
"Well, I didn't look human before," she admitted, she never wanted to talk about it, and Wrath said nothing before leading her out the door. Envy finding it harder to concentrate, she lets him escort her out the building.
"Oh and Hohenheim spread rumours about me again, and you'll find yourself wishing your parents never spawned you," with that he slid out the door. It made her smile, because it sounded like something, she'd say.
Dante smiled, in the body she had stolen, her eyes watching, she had been waiting at the front gate. It seems as if Envy had thrust her wrist, into the Bradley family. Grinning, she smiled, a sense of satisfaction growing through her. So predictable, she'd break, cave at the slightest affections, at the slightest honey doe lie.
She walked past her, flanked by a dozen or so guards, none of them spared her a side ways glance, the rest of the family are in the fold. It had taken her a long time to track down her children, Hohenheim had been easy. Dante would make the entire world bow down before her, Mothers would warn their children about her.
Not a single person would be able to forget her name, she would lead the world, fix all of their sins. Their shame, she had done well, everything is fitting nicely into place, they just don't know it, and once they do, it'll be too late.
So far things had gone well, Wrath junior would be easier enough to manipulate, if not him then perhaps the retarded Homunculus Gluttony would do. Or perhaps the small one, the one named Pride, he'd do well, Envy would do nicely too. Either one of them would make good sacrifices, she had so many to choose from.
But she only needed one, after that the whole world would be hers, it had all been worth it. Test after test, she could smell it, see it just before her hand. She had it all, fame, power, the one thing she lacked, immortality, once she could claim that, she would not have to worry about ageing.
But first someone will have to die.