Virtues

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Summery: A fic based in FMA's world, but about 26 years in the future. Virtues, the exact opposites of homunculus, are interesting things...Rated for certain content.

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Characters!

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.

Logan: The Colonel Logan Mustang. Too much like his father to be possible. Flat out hates the homunculus, because they killed his father and mother.

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Last time...

"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.

Now...

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When the group reappeared, they were in what, from their point of view, appeared to be a secluded warehouse. Fortitude looked around, trying to decide what was happening, and why Greed and Sloth would be HERE, of all places.

A frightened yell echoed off the walls, a few yards from where they stood. A slight glow illuminated the general area, letting the virtues see who was there.

A figure of a man was down on all fours, and appeared to be retching. Two others, another man, and a woman. The man clung onto the woman, as she tried to fight against him, screaming for him to let her go. Judgment recognized the voice, and tried to lunge forward, to get at them. Fortitude held him back.

"DAMNIT! LET ME GO! THAT'S MY MOTHER!" he yelled, fighting Fortitude's grip. Faith dashed forward instead.

"FAITH! STAY OUT OF IT!" Fortitude yelled.

"THAT'S MUSTANG!" she yelled back. "AND SLOTH IS HURT!" Fortitude, stuck with holding the fighting Judgment back, couldn't go after her.

Faith skidded to a stop, right at the edge of a large transmutation circle. Sloth has collapsed at the edge, his long brown hair coming out of it's tie. Stains where he'd retched up red stones showed just barley in the dim light.

Logan saw the girl, just barely.

"Faith! You need to stay away from him! He's dangerous!" Logan yelled at her.

"I don't care! He's my father!" she yelled back, in a seriously snappy tone.

Greed had managed to work around Logan's arm, socked him in the stomach, and ran as fast as her legs would carry her. She reached Sloth, pulling him towards her. He winced, groaning.

"It's Okay Sloth. You'll be Okay. Dante will fix you." Greed said, trying her best to reassure the man. Who looked nearly dead anyway.

"Don't give him false hope." Logan voice rang. "He'll die here." He stomped on the floor, hitting a booby trap button. Gears shifted above Greed, Sloth, and Faith. Fortitude had forgotten Judgment at that point. The boy broke Fortitude's grip, and dashed forward.

A hundred or so knives, swords, and other deadly objects rained from the sky. Mass confusion spread across the group, until..With a sickening thud, one of the swords hit Sloth right in the chest. He immediately spat up a fair amount of blood. Greed would've screamed, had she not been so terrified. She quickly yanked the sword from him. Blood leaked from the side of his mouth, and he looked up are her terrified face. He gave her a small grin.

"Sorry." he said softly. His eyes glazed, and he stopped breathing. Almost instantly, his body turned to liquid, seeping into the ground. Greed was crying, tears spilling from her eyes. "No...you c-can't." she stuttered.

Meanwhile, swords and knives were still free falling from the sky. Another yell echoed off the walls of the building. This time, Judgment's.

"BROTHER!" Faith yelled, dashing over, dragging Greed along. He was her son, after all. They reached him, and he was pinned to the ground, a fairly long bladed knife stuck in his stomach. He squirmed, clawing at it, too weak now to pull it from the stone beneath him. Faith quickly yanked the knife from him, causing him to cry out in pain.

"It's Okay...you'll be fine." Greed said, smoothing down his hair. She looked at Faith, as if demanding Faith fix her boy. Fortitude came up about that time. He looked at the wound in the stomach, poking in cautiously. Judgment cried out again. Faith reached over, ready to help fix her brother.

"Stop." Fortitude said, holding his hand up. "It's healing on it's own." he said. Both woman looked at the wound, where a light was shining. "He's come of age. Immortality has hit." Judgment groaned.

"Get...that bastard...that hurt...my dad..." he muttered, then passed out. Faith and Greed's eyes both darted over to where Logan was before. He was gone. Fortitude picked up the boy.

"Come. I will take you home." he said calmly.

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A/N: oo KILLED MYSELF DOING THIS CHAPTER. DARN YOU KYRSTIN! O

Hope you like it so far. oo;;; I'm not fantastic at these things...