Umm… don't ask. This started out as a drabble and morphed into a sort of tortured Envy oneshot. Also, it's really late and I need to get more sleep.
So - rated T for maiming and Envy and Greed's language and Envy and paranoia and… did I mention Envy?
Reviews will be appreciated.
~ FairMaiden333
Disclaimer - If I owned them, don't you think I would have admitted it by now?
Prompt - Animal
Envy shuddered violently he knelt on the ground, rocking back and forth. The blood on his hands smeared across his chest and hips as he nervously stroked his body again and again, reassuring himself with every line and curve that he was back in the graceful, attractive form he'd chosen. He was fine. He was under control. He was okay.
Torn, bloody corpses lay scattered across the forest floor, and that was okay too because he'd done the job Father had wanted him to, he'd gotten rid of that nosy engineer who had been getting too curious about just what lay under Central City, him and his stupid bunch of friends, and even if he'd gotten a little carried away it wasn't like anybody had seen him. No, all the people who'd seen him were dead now, and that was good. He was safe.
Then Envy closed his eyes and whimpered, burying his head in his arms and fighting back the irrational desire to run all the way back home and into Lust's arms, where she could pet him and soothe him and tell him everything was all right. No, couldn't do that - he was Envy and he had to be tough, not like some stupid little kid who'd run crying to his big sister whenever something bad happened. Besides, Greed was home, and he'd see and he'd know right away what had happened, that even though he could have killed those pathetic humans a hundred different ways, Envy had let his original form take over, let it go mad with bloodlust and resentful spite - and then his thrice-damned brother would laugh at him and the taunts would begin.
Animal. Freak. What's the matter, Cobbled-Together-Envy? Can't even keep control of your true self for one lousy mission? You can pretend as much as you like, but you'll always be an ugly bitch underneath. Oh, what a scary face. You're gonna kill me? Why don't you try it? Don't bother holding back. Let's see how repulsive you really are…
Envy gritted his teeth, digging his fingernails into his thighs hard enough to draw blood. Instantly, energy crackled and hummed over his torn skin, healing the wound. "'M not," he muttered furiously. Instinctively, he swept his hands over his own body again. "I'm cute, I'm young, I'm beautiful…"
Ugly freak.
"I'm beautiful."