This is the most dialogue I have ever written. This chapter is kind of funny in a sense of Elysia threatening to get drunk. Muahaha. And you know Mr. Shape-Shifter won't like that! –Totschafe


Her legs were still frozen and she thought she would be permanently paralyzed. He was now grinning at her, but it was an angry grin.

"I guess I should just take care of you now since you seem to be a bit of a threat. I can just ignore my orders and kill you now."

Shaking, her lips tried to form some kind of word, anything, just stop him somehow. But his arm had already morphed into a spear and he was aiming it right at her.

Somehow, almost by some kind of miracle, he stopped moving. Instead of jumping and killing her when he had the chance, he stopped and stared at her in fear, then fell to the ground, his arm morphing back to its original form. Without thinking, she ran to him. He was staring aimlessly at the sky. She saw he wasn't even breathing. Putting her fingers to his neck, she found there wasn't even a pulse, or a body temperature. He was dead. She looked around quickly, making sure no one was around to see. She couldn't just leave him here, even if he had tried to kill her. She would take him back to the house, tell her mom what happened (leaving the parts out with him trying to kill her), and see what they could do.

With some difficulty, she managed to get him off the ground and onto her back, holding his arms around her neck. She found his hair was surprisingly soft while it looked so spiky and hard, holding its odd position. It felt like silk. She also found that after awhile, he seemed to get lighter and lighter. He couldn't have weighed more than a hundred pounds.

She led herself around the buildings, trying to remember her way. Sometimes she wished she had a map. Then she started to recognize things and followed the streets she knew until she found herself on her block. It slightly amused her to think how she would appear to someone. A small fifteen-year-old carrying a crazy-haired dead man on her back. She was pretty sure someone would have probably run away screaming.

Sprinting towards the house, she opened the door, still trying to hold him up. When she got in, she looked around. It was empty.

"Mom! Are you here?"

No answer. She placed the man on the couch and walked into the kitchen and found a note right next to the one she had left.

Elysia,

I'm going to Aunt Sarah's house for the day. I was sure you wouldn't want to go, so you have the house until around 7 tonight. No parties or anything like that.

Love,

Mom

Elysia stamped her foot irritably. There wasn't even an emergency telephone number to be found. She would just have to deal with him until 7.

She walked into the living room and was surprised to see him in another position on the couch. She had laid him on his back and now he was on his side. She walked over and checked his pulse again. Still nothing. How the heck had he managed to turn over and still be dead? The answer to that question was a small moan from him. Elysia jumped a foot back and looked at him. His eyes fluttered open and he looked up at her. Instantly, he sat up, staring at her.

"Where the hell am I?"

She crossed her arms, any fear of him leaving her.

"I just saved your life and this is the thanks I get?"

He let out a laugh, still frowning.

"For your information, I don't need my life saved. I don't have a life."

"Oh really, then why are you awake?"

"Ever hear of a Homunculus?"

"Yeah, but they're myths."

"Do you know what tattoo they're supposed to have?"

"Something called an Ouroboros, right?"

"Right, the snake eating its own tail. And look what I've got."

He lifted up part of the…skort that he had on to reveal the same tattoo on his left thigh. She smiled casually.

"It's fake, I know it is."

He sighed and shook his head, looking like some kind of tree in a breeze.

"What does it take to convince you? You threw the knives at me, I didn't die. I can change into whatever I want, and I still can't die. You can cut off any body part and I can get it right back, no problem. What more proof do you need?"

"What's your name?"

"What?"

"I said, what's your name? The Homunculi have specific names. I read it in one of the books in my basement."

"It's Envy. There you go. One of the Seven Deadly Sins. And you are?"

"I thought you knew."

"Only your last name."

"It's Elysia."

"Well, Elysia, it's been nice talking, but I have to go."

He got up to leave but Elysia pushed him straight back down.

"Oh no you don't. You have a lot of explaining to do."

"What more is there to explain?"

"Why did you try to kill me?"

"It's in my nature. I was ordered to protect that area, and you got in my way."

"Who ordered you?"

"Why do you ask so many questions?"

"Just answer."

"None of your business."

"I'm not going to let you out of my sight until you answer every question I have for you."

"Well then, I guess I'm staying in your sight for awhile."

She got a furious look on her face and pressed harder into his shoulders so he couldn't move.

"Listen smart-ass, we could do this the hard way or the easy way. The hard way is that I beat the answers out of you. The easy way is that you just tell me and get it over with."

"Beat me all you want, I'm not going to answer."

Her eyes got a cold look and she lowered her face until their noses almost touched.

"Let me tell you something Envy. I know for a fact you killed my dad ten years ago. It is because of you that you made my whole life miserable. And you're just going to stay quiet. I know you were alive once. And I also know your parents must have loved you. And what would you have done if one of them was killed?"

He went silent, not even moving. But his eyes got an angry spark in them. His voice suddenly became cold.

"I wouldn't have cared if one of them died. They're both dead now anyway."

Then he pushed her down to the floor, pinning her, his face was furious.

"And, don't you ever mention my family ever again, got it?"

But she only smiled up at him.

"I found your weak spot." She said teasingly.

He growled and stood up, looking away from her with his arms crossed. She stood up as well. But now she felt sympathy towards him. His family made him miserable apparently. They probably were the ones who created him.

"Envy, you may not understand, but try to. My dad and I were very close. I loved him and he loved me. So did my mom. Losing him was the worst thing that ever happened to me. What you may not get is that I was happy before he died. I mean, sure, I was a little kid, but that's one thing that a kid needs is a dad."

He let out another sigh and looked down.

"No Elysia, I do get it. I just…My dad abandoned me and my mom practically turned me into a slave. I was little once too. I was happy then. I'm sure if either of them died back then, I would have been miserable, but now I don't even care. I'll be honest. I didn't want to kill your dad. I was ordered to, by my mom. She wasn't even my mom anymore, more like a master or something. She said your dad knew too much and told me to kill him, and I did. I didn't have emotions, and I still don't, so I just did it anyway. No guilt, nothing."

"That was the biggest lie I have ever heard."

"What?"

"You do have emotions. I mean, they're not very good, but you have them. Anger is one of them."

"Well, I've always had that."

"But why did you hesitate when you had the chance to kill me?"

"I don't know. I just froze."

"You couldn't do it."

"No, I would have, but I froze."

"God, you're stupid."

"I'm being honest."

"You were feeling guilty, weren't you?"

"N-no. I don't feel guilt, okay?"

"Yes you do. I saw you at my dad's funeral. I bet you were feeling guilty."

He stamped his foot and huffed.

"You know, you're really getting on my last nerve."

"And so are you. Now, what are you going to do when my mom gets home?"

He stalled, staring at a wall. There was a long moment of silence before he spoke.

"I'm going to leave before she gets back."

Elysia could only shrug.

"Alright, I know I can't stop you. I'm only human. Yes, go back to your crappy life in Central following peoples' orders all day while I just stay in this nice house of mine, drinking tequilas and laughing at you indirectly."

Turning to face her, he raised an eyebrow.

"Are you even old enough to drink tequilas?"

"No, but nobody watches me. So, I could get really drunk and get hit by a car or something and place all the blame on you for not watching me since I know you're way older than me."

He sat down on the couch, staring at her.

"Fine, I'll stay until your mom gets back, then I'm going as far away from you as possible and you'll never see me again."

Elysia grinned and held out her hand.

"Deal?"

"Deal." He said, shaking her hand.