Virtues

ITITIT

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Judgment: The youngest of the Virtues. Cocky, and bold. Child of Sloth and Greed.

Faith: The second youngest of the Virtues. Calm, with an appearance of meekness. Really has a fiery personality that can SERIOUSLY freak one out.

Fortitude: The eldest of the Virtues. Very calm and collected. Has a WHOLE bunch of patience. (As needed...) Teacher of the young Virtues, that have not come of age yet.

Sloth: A pervish guy, with few, if any, morals. Used to rape woman for the utter sport in it. (If...there is any..oO) Father of Judgment and Faith. (Faith's mother was the last girl Sloth ever raped.)

Greed: A girl of few emotions. Greed is normally emotionless, but when ticked, will willingly drive a piece of rock through your stomach. Mother of Judgment.

Selene: Daughter of the famous Edward Elric. Plant lover. Mother of Faith, after she was raped by Sloth. Married to James.

James: One of two twins of Kimblee and Riza. Married to Selene.

A/N: I hope I didn't confuse anyone. XD

ITITIT

The night was dawning, silvery rays of moonlight wafering down into forest leaves in most likely the most deserted place in Artemis. In the mouth of a cave, sat a girl. Slightly tan, with straight hair of a velvety brown. She sat, knees drawn to her chest, chin resting on them. She looked up with deep, red eyes.

"Dear Fortitude…I see not have this is to help…" she said, and rested her chin on her knees again, closing her eyes.

A whisper of wind trickled through the trees. A swirl of it picked up some leaves, sending them dancing about the girl. They danced on the spot, then- A man stood there, stocky and well built. Brilliant orange hair hung in his eyes. His eyes opened, showing the same red eyes as the girl. The wind stopped, and the leaves fell to the ground. The man stepped over to the girl, kneeling down next to her.

"You know of why you exist, dear Faith. This has blinded you in anger. You are here so you do not do something rash." He said calmly.

"I'm cold, famished, and want to leave." Faith replied. "Fortitude, how much longer must I stay?"

"Do you still feel anger towards Judgment and his family?"

"How could I not? His father drugged, kidnapped, and raped my mother!" Faith said, obvious distaste in her voice.

"But if that had not happened, you would not exist. Your mother bares no hatred to Sloth. Nor should you." Fortitude said. Faith opened her mouth to speak, but couldn't get any words out. She nodded.

"Okay…" she replied.

"I'm sure Judgment will be pleased to hear you've come round." Fortitude said, standing up. "I shall take you home now." Faith rose to her feet, and both disappeared to the wind.

A flurry of wind seeped into the dreary hallway of a once beautiful apartment building. Almost at once, Faith and Fortitude stood there, Faith clinging onto Fortitude's sleeve, looking bound to hurl. Fortitude didn't move until she had regained her composer. Fledgling virtue. Not used to the disappearing thing yet. When Faith was able to stand up on her own, Fortitude pressed his hand against a door, turning the knob. They entered the apartment. The entire place was dark, and felt rather odd. It breathed. As if many lives resided there. Faith stepped forward. As quick as a flash, something dashing in front of her. It turned, and hissed at Faith. It was a human girl...sort of. In the silky brown hair on her head was a set of pretty brown cat ears, now flat against her head. Then- she stopped hissing, and her ears popped up, having realized who it was.

"Faith!" She exclaimed, padding over and nuzzling Faith's arm with her face. A clunking sound issued from behind a door.

"If Namir didn't get you, somethings odd about 'cha." said a voice.

"She wouldn't hurt friends." Fortitude replied calmly. The door opened, and a young man stood there. Slim, and almost feminine looking, with silky black hair that had been cut short. An oval face that many models would die to have. Deep red eyes stared at them.

"Fortitude, if you're goin' to visit, try knocking, will 'ya?" the mad said.

"Just bringing Faith. It is better she start staying out of human watch. She is nearly of age." Fortitude said.

"As am I." the man replied.

"Yes, of coarse, dear Judgment."

"Eh. Want somethin' to drink? Standing round is staring to make it feel like a meetin' of angels or somethin'." Judgment said.

"Tea will do." Judgment headed into the kitchen. Now...did they have tea? Arisa normally kept the place pretty well stocked. He started going through cabinets. Save one, for, even if his Father wouldn't say, he knew what was in it. He finally found what he was looking for. He set a couple of cups on the counter, tea bags in them, and got the kettle going. He went back into the living room. Faith was sitting on the couch, scratching Namir behind the ear. Fortitude remained standing.

"You can sit, you know." Judgment said.

"But wish to, I do not. I am fine standing." Fortitude replied in an airy tone. "In any case, where are your parents?"

"Dad dashed out the door with some sort of note this morning. Dunno where Mom is." Judgment said, shrugging. Fortitude raised a brow.

"I...have a feeling that we should go find them..." Fortitude said calmly, trying not to stress any worry. Faith and Judgment looked at him with a questioning look. Fortitude grabbed them both by the wrist, disappearing quite quickly.