Author's comments:
Okay, wasn't expecting reviews to start with -weeps with joy- So! Thank you all who reviewed! And sorry I took ages to do up the next chapter... First off, I actually forgot to state the one-shot thing on my summary, whoops. So after the reviews…I thought I might as well try to do more chapters -swt- Might as well work on my writing skills and not let it go to waste.
Why I took so long: -excuses excuses- Plot bunny decided to run off on me. And I had school and a cosplay on the weekend and was rushing costume work within the week. (and 2 bday pics to draw AND colour X x ) Now my plot bunny has just dumped me with a truckload of ideas, huzzah!
Disclaimers: I don't own FMA or any characters from it, all copyright of Arakawa Hiromu san and of course SquareEnix.
Without further ado, the fic!
Chapter 2: Denial
Making my way down the thousands of steps down into the underground was always such a hassle. At times I would just transform into a bird and flew past all the obstacles to get back to that enormous but empty building that once was a grand building four hundred years ago. Now, due to its size, it's being abused as a house. A 'home' for us to come back to. As I stepped in, the difference in lighting from the outside compared to the building's interior glared in my eyes. I squinted past the vivid chandelier lights to the figure waiting for my return.
"So, did you finally get what you wanted, Envy?" She had an arm hugging across her waist and the other resting its elbow on that arm, chin resting in the palm of the upright arm. A smirk present on that stolen youthful face.
"What I really wanted, was to kill that bastard by my own hands! And you've already denied me of that." I hissed at the one I called 'mother' four centuries ago, but she just smiled back without even a flinch.
"Well? What about the boy then? Don't tell me he escaped? You-"
"No! I mean- I, couldn't find him at all." I sneered to my side, trying to fake a failure instead of the whole event that had gone on the previous evening. "Even the military are unaware of his whereabouts, it was impossible for me to find him. The only way is for him to find us now."
Dante put on her indifferent expression, crossed her arms and sighed back at me.
"Very well, but that alchemist might hinder my …work. Although, I might have some other plans for him…" She added as she rubbed her chin schemingly. Dante then did a turnabout on her heel and started back to her quarters.
She's in an awfully good mood. Wonder what 'plans' she had in mind.
The darn chibi then appeared in my thoughts as I pondered over the said plans. Something warm almost crept up my cheeks and I shook it off instantly. Why the fuck am I getting so worked up for! It's only just the shorty…
I ran a hand back through my hair, and sighed with a shudder.
Stop thinking about him, stop thinking about him. You're a homunculus, remember? No soul, no heart whatsoever. Shit, he's not even a chick to start with.
Yea, then how come he's not dead yet?
Cause she had plans for him.
But that was only after you come back, you lie. You lie, you couldn't kill him. And now what's gonna happen if they find out? What makes you so sure the shrimp won't say anything when he does make it here?
I- I'll take care of that…he won't tell them anything at all!
A smirk came to my lips as the idea of impaling the boy would be almost just as good as doing it to the father.
She won't steal it from me again, I swear she won't.
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Edward sat awake in his now empty bed, rubbing his once red eyes as he peered through the bright sunlight now shinning through the gap between the curtains. Sighing and remembering that his brother wasn't with him anymore.
Lonely.
Envy had left while he slept, and he wondered why… why did he suddenly have these feelings for the homunculus, who hours before had abducted his brother taking the form of Winry to his advantage.
Why did Envy suddenly come in, uninvited, but strangely full of sympathy for him and his 'loss'? Suddenly just came along and embraced him, like a brother would, telling him to let his tears fall and just give in to the emotions. And how as he looked up into those slitted eyes, that he saw some form of loneliness and murmured words of love to the sin.
Edward then shook his head with a glare.
No, it's not real. It's just a trap, like the one he used on Al.
Edward wiped the bead of sweat slowly making its way down his cheek and recalled the previous night, as he sobbed and caught a glimpse of the transformation flash of the claws from the mirror across the room.
…and then the second flash as the claws went back to an ordinary hand, and as it came down to pull him once again into an embrace.
But, if he came to kill me, why stop at there? Something's not right-
"Edward?" A knock on the door snapped Edward out of his deep thought. "Have you rested enough yet? We don't have much time now, we need to get moving." The door opened to a slightly worried Izumi, herself just taken a rest and ready to leave for the military Headquarters in search for the Fuhrer.
With a nod, Edward neatened up his braid, hopped off the bed and headed towards the door.
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Hours later, Edward had gone from the hotel to Central Headquarters, after upon meeting the Tringham brothers and discovering a secret location, finally over to some far off district to find a very run down church of some sort. As Russel described the scene of the underground labyrinth, Edward wondered what exactly was in store for him down in those depths. The remaining homunculus… Gluttony, Wrath and……Envy. Frowning, Edward mentally shook out the image of Envy of the previous night and changed his thoughts of the one pulling all the strings. It couldn't be him… he's an idiot, but he wouldn't...
"…and then go deep underground suddenly. There, directly under Central, you'll find another city." Russel glimpsed at Edward who looked and most probably was deep in thought. "HEY! Are you even listening?"
A startled Edward jumped slightly, apologised to the elder Tringham brother. After another small conversation, Edward transmuted the 'door' from the alter stand of the former church hall and stepped in.
"Ed," Russel blurted out, "The reason we let you see this diary wasn't because we want you to create the Philosopher's Stone."
Ed took a moment to choose his words.
"I understand. I'm not going to make the Philosopher's Stone." It wasn't a lie. He didn't create the stone. Scar did it already. Edward just wanted to go get his brother back and get rid of the stone that Scar had made and end it all. Make everyone forget the myth of the stone, so that no one would crave for it any longer.
Edward turned back and continued his way down as a shouted echoed down the narrow passage. No doubt, Russel's voice. "-ack…Come back alive!"
Passage way after passage way, it opened up to a colossal cave. Water was pouring in from the sides, and from in between gaps of the stone faces staring at visitors with their indifferent expressions. Thick tree roots grew deep down with their ends seeping into the cracks of rocks of the waterbed. A dry pathway led to yet another long flight of stairs, further down beneath Central, finally opening up to a whole underground cavern with a whole deserted city silently sitting within.
The buildingsnear the middle stood upright, the ones nearer the corners were slanted from the curved surfaces of the cavern. The architecture of the buildings seem so different to the ones up in Central, and they were monotonously white. A rare sight to see a whole ghost city, not even a newspaper's crumple could be heard. Edward, eyes widened at the sight, stepped over to the railings of the walkway, looking at the ghost city before him in awe.
"Using the whole city's population as the sacrifice for creating the Philosopher's Stone… and then deceiving other people of the lost population by bringing the whole city underground..." Edward spoke to no one else but for himself to hear. "Who could be capable of crafting such a plan?" And just as he questioned himself, the image of the older blond haired Elric popped into his mind. Edward frowned.
"Is there anyone here!" Then pausing as if to listen out for an answer from someone. "You must be here! You knew all this, didn't you! Old man!"
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Envy was sitting in 'his' room, fiddling with a dagger while leaning against the window sill, partly blinking out at the barren streets of the ghost city.
A yell suddenly echoed through the silence. Envy immediately recognised the owner of the said yell. Moving over to the door, just as he was about the grasp the knob, he tossed the knife toward the window. A loud "twack" sounded as the dagger hit the wooden sill, Envy didn't even look back and took off, slamming the door causing the dagger to fall from its place onto the ground with a thud.
Post comments about fic:
Eep, Envy's POV isn't easy to write for some reason, O o Edward's side looks kinda rushed cause of the Tringham brothers bit. They're of not much importance and their lines haven't much significance to my story. Was just trying to follow the anime X x And, um, well. I have horrible taste in titles. I think except for the main title, everything's gonna be one word titles. -dies- No originality.
Trying not to overdo the Japanese lingo, was thinking between "Old man" and "Oyaji" so I just stuck to the english equivilant. Better than 'pops at least. And the only Japanese lingo getting in, is the'chibi' thing. I don't mind the pipsqueak thing that Envy calls Ed, but I like 'ochibisan' better. Influence from Japanese's SS (or rather, short stories they call it ).
I'm gonna be writing up the third fic soon, due to umm…some personal goal that I planned to write until somewhere before my holidays end. So, the third fic is coming, probably by…my time on Friday. -nods- Latest Saturday I guess.
For those who have watched the anime and remembered it well, you can guess what's coming next!
Sore jya! (With that,) See you next chapter : D
Replies to reviewers corner:
Chiruken: I still feel honoured for you commenting my fic. It's the first reply I got on my first fic so -bows- Thank you!
Well, about Envy explaining it to Dante, I don't think he wants her to know, and it'll be verrrrrry bad if she found out. nods And how Ed can feel so comfortable, actually, he himself doesn't know why XD;;; Yep, I'm horrible at plotting, my plot bunny gives ideas but lots of holes. -glares at bunny-
Although, I think I picked up the habit from the Japanese side of how they write fics. It's like, Envy and Edward already been seeing each other for a long time. They don't really want to bother with details about how it started, they want fluff, lol. And most of them are really sweet but, yea, in Japanese.
My Grey World: Thank you Well. Technically it's my first fic Online. I've written another fic which is staying strictly on my com cause I didn't like how it turned out… And no one has read it either, so yea. ;;
Envy Algaliarept: Yea, very vague…I know. -blames plot bunny- And the poetic thing came from school. When they made us write those looooooong thousands of words essays. The main thing that I liked to write for some reason is always for the nonliving things and making them sound…alive? Something like that…
Envysloyalservant: YES! ;; This pairing needs a lot of love! And I'm a crazy person who writes AND draws this pairing with a passion. -nods- -eats cookie andhands you some chocolate-
Rahkshi Sister: I totally agree. nods It's good to write only this part of the story, cause Roy's not inside it. -has some unreasonable prejudice against Roy- So yay, second chapter here And third might be coming along soon.
MaraudersForPresident: I couldn't agree more It need so much love. Let's add to the growing amount of EnvyEd
-deadly-nightfall-: Thanks : D I'm glad you found it so
EnvyRocks: Wee, same here I just love this pairing. I don't think I have many yaoi pairings in FMA. I don't like GreedXEnvy to start with. Envy can't be uke!
La Salle De Bain: Glad to be of service :3