Author's Note: Alright, if no one reviews this story, than I'm just gonna stop writing it. Come on! Please folks, if you've read this story, then please review! I don't care if you flame me, and if you do, I'll know that people hate this instead of just wondering if anybody even reads it! …That's all, thank you.
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Silence. That's all the young girl could hear as she awoke to a dark, cold room with no windows. She carefully lifted a gloved hand to her forehead, moaning quietly, trying to recall where she was.
"Good morning, Sunshine." came a low voice from the corner. The girl turned sharply, squinting through the inky darkness she was drowning in, struggling to see the other person. "I'm glad you're finally awake. For the most stable of all of us, you sure as hell can sleep awhile." Then, from out of the shadows, came a young boy with deep, pine-green, long hair; he wore tight scanty clothing. "Feeling any better?" he asked, coming closer to the girl.
As he sat down next to her on the bed, the girl had a million questions racing through her mind like "who are you" "what is this place" "what am I doing here". But the only one her velvety lips would let out was "who am I?" At her quiet little query, the boy burst into laughter, throwing his head back and making the girl feel quite uncomfortable.
"My dear," he sighed, placing his hand under her chin tenderly. "You are a mistake, a screw-up created by ignorant humans, you're a sin against nature; you are a homunculus, and you're name is Greed." The boy smirked wickedly as his declaration sunk into the girl, though it had little effect. Perhaps if she had known a little more than an origin and a name, she would have felt a tad bit more devastated, but without knowing who she was, she could care less if she was a 'sin against nature'. She looked over at the boy blankly and he smiled curiously, standing up and helping her up as well. "I can't really tell you anything else right now, but your memory will come… in time. But for now, all I can do for you is to let you see the new you." He led her over to a tall mirror on the other side of the room. As Greed stepped forward to it, it somehow illuminated her reflection.
She gazed at herself; she wore a long black dress, low-cut at her chest, tall boots and gloves, and she had two small, black, leather wings poking out from behind her hair. She assumed that being a sin also meant being a demon, which didn't seem all that bad; because if you have to be evil, you might as well be evil to an extreme. Only two details of her appearance seemed to catch her attention. The first were her eyes; unlike the boy's they were bright blue instead of his dark red-violet. The second was two deep red circles embedded on her upper chest, each with different inscriptions on them. The first was next to her right shoulder; it was an image of a winged serpent eating its own tail. When she moved her hand up to touch the mark, the boy behind her whispered "that's what proves you're one of us."
In the mirror, she looked at the boy vacantly. "And what about this one?" she asked softly, indicating the other mark, the one over her heart that was decorated with a five pointed star; the boy behind her frowned, not saying a word. But after a moment, he murmured silently "I don't know, but it's something you shouldn't concern yourself with; you'll be better off that way." Greed nodded slowly, turning back to her reflection. She continued to gaze at the mark for a long while, something compelling her to move her hand up to it. For some reason, she couldn't look away, not until she was touching it, and when she finally did, her eyes fluttered shut and her fingers automatically pressed against it. A sharp sting shot through her hand and spread out into her body and a faint image of a boy, screaming muted words to her, appeared in her mind, but it soon faded and she slid her eyes open. She once again glanced at the mark in the mirror and pressed her fingers to it once more, but the vision of the boy did not return; only the sting of pain did. And as it spread out through her body again, a single tear slipped down her cheek; not from the pain, but at the knowledge that she'd never be able to see that boy the same way ever again.
Author's Note: Mwa ha ha… now, even I like this chapter, but that's just me. Please review and tell me what 'ya think—maybe even try to guess who the new Greed is O.O (Albeit, it's not that hard to figure out.)