a/n: Second update in one day. That's a first for me! I'm proud.
To Always Smiling: Hot off of the press! Hope you like it!
Disclaimer: I don't own it. But on my holiday list- Ed, Greed, Havoc, etc...
Warning: Spoilers for damn near the whole series.
a/n: I do use some exact lines from the series, so I think I need to say one more time that I don't own it! Enjoi!
Confident. Beautiful. Arrogant, even, in the eyes of some. Soft, hardly. Deadly, always. To those who knew her, Lust was calm under pressure, and indifferent to most troubles in the world. Unless she caused them, of course.
Underneath it all, Lust was a very deep thinker. She would think long into the nights, and even the next morning sometimes. Once, she killed an officer outside of a building. Nothing special, or even really necesary. She just did. His glasses flew across the room as she did so, the look on his face astonished as he sailed backwards into the wall. After he crumpled to the ground, he moved no more.
Lust, never being one to sink lower than the level of her knees, watched in a detached awe as he died. Slowly, and painfully. Tears streamed from his eyes as he struggled to form words. Soon after, his mouth went slack as the life-light was snubbed from his eyes.
What had he been trying to say? "Save me?" "Why?" Maybe even the name of a loved one. Lust didn't know. Then again, she never really bothered to find out.
The thought keeps rising like a bubble to the surface of my mind. Where did I come from? And where will I go?
Troubling thoughts seemed to purposly seek out the homuculus's mind after that. Meeting Lejon seemed to darken her mind. The shadows of her minds engulfing the rest.
You were my little mistake.
Mistakes mistakes. Had a mistake killed Greed? Greed...
Greed was weak. So he died.
Envy had told her that. If Greed was weak, then he died. Were you strong because you continued to survive?
As far as Lust was concerned, the world was not two parts. The world did not have bad parts, or good parts. It was mixed. The bad parts were needed to make the good seem good. And without the good, the bad became Hell. It all mixed together, an endless gray blur. By the time Lust got to these thoughts, she was angry. She could not remember who had told her that.
Ishbala...
No! Please don't take her--
Forever...
We might have to make another massacre.
End it! End it!
Before he tells the military our secret?
They don't call me Greed for nothing!
Mow them down.
Equivalance!
Juliet. Juliet Douglass.
I fully believe that if I had the stone she would come back to me.
Lust tried as hard as she could to keep the shadows at bay. If she became human- No, when she became human, she would remember everything.
Where did I come from, and where will I go? Not for me to know.
And she would throw these troubling thoughts aside, and walk forward. Until that fateful day came, she would never look back.
a/n: I liked this one! Huzzah!