Chapter one
"A heart of hate"
These are just a small series of drabbles I write for the heck of it, when I'm bored, or when I simply want to practice and improve my writing skills. I've also tend to focus on comedy, and I thought I'd try writing a peice with a bit of angst. o.o Not all my drabbles will be angsty, so they will vary in genre.n.n They will each be different lengths, depending on how many ideas I have in my head.My main goal is to keep all the characters in character as much as possible. Now, enough of my ranting...enjoy! n.n
Perched upon the high tower of where the infamous Father Cornello once thrived, an unworldly being looked down on the city of Lior. Sunlight poured down his back, allowing a hazy silhouette to come full into view. Dark green locks fell lazily around his violet eyes, emitting a glare of hatred from them. Just looking down on those pathetic creatures did nothing but stir more resentfulness within him. The way they let emotions get the better of them, how they obliviously went on about their lives…it disgusted Envy. They were nothing but humans. Tiny, insignificant humans.
Yet…
Deep down, in this soulless vessel, was a deep intensity of jealousy. Who was to blame, really? After all, the homunculus did live up to his name. However…of all the people that inhabited the world, there was one that made his blood boil the most. His name; Edward Elric. Envy seethed at the verymention of his name. He never really liked the idea of being replaced. After that bastard, Hoenhime, abandoned him to have a fresh start, live a new life with the one he loved…
What a load of crap. Love…such a useless feeling. As if that could actually make people happy. Most of the time, it only made people more miserable, heartbroken. Envy chuckled slightly at this thought, smirk plastered upon his face. Ignorant morons. Will they ever learn? Perhaps not…to Envy, being blinded by emotions was nothing but a sign of weakness. He usually saw a lot of this in the elder Elric's eyes, especially when his younger sibling was in danger.
Taking a moment to gather his thoughts, his eyes closed, mentally shaking his head. Why where all these thoughts surfacing into his mind anyway? A sigh escaped his lips, as the homunculus lifted a pale hand to shield his eyes from the sun's rays. Soon, a soft, yet not too distant sound of footsteps approached. Violet optics trailed over to his left, sensing someone's presence nearby.
"Envy, it's time." A feminine voice responded to his movements in a breathy tone.
The green-haired homunculus was sure to conceal the pensive look on his features, not wanting his colleague to know his mind was lingering on such ridiculous things. Envy simply let out another aggravated sigh, body becoming engulfed in a white light as he took on the form of a priest.
"How long are we suppose to keep this up?" he impatiently asked.
"In truth, I don't know. Probably until Dante finally decides what do with Lior and it's people."
Despite the annoyance of having to play this game of disguise, Envy persisted to carry on his orders. Whatever the hell Dante was planning, it was surely not predicable as of now. But one thing was for sure…some day, he'd kill those bastards…Hoenhime, and his son. For now, those plans would be put aside…