OPINION?: should I change the story title "One Shots" to something else?
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Daughterofapollo12345: (smiles and blushes) haha, thanks for the compliments buddy really :) and thanks for standing up for me, I appreciate it a lot, but I don't want anyone getting into a fight. I respect their opinions, even if all they write are swear words and exclamation marks, I understand not many people like my writing style or my stories and I learned to be okay with it, since everyone has different tastes and that's okay. I just wish they could be a bit more civil about it, but yeah... Oh! Both of them getting sucked into Father huh? That's an interesting thought, don't worry noted and ready to be explored upon! ;)

Wrath the Furious vs Greed the Avaricious

It had been the first time they all gazed upon one another and the sin of avarice, Greed, soon learned the other sins were his so called siblings, the Homunculi. The one who created them, the bearded blonde man, insisted they call him "Father".

Greed didn't have many objections, after all, as long as he gets to do what he wanted and sate the ever growing avarice inside him, that was fine by him.

What he didn't like was trying to "get along" with his "siblings". He had been the third one to be created, decades had already passed since then.

As time went by, he found it amusing and ironic that Pride, the oldest and by far most deadly of them, had to pose as a certain "Selim Bradley", the son of the Führer of the country of Amestris, and the Führer himself was played by none other than Wrath, the youngest.

But Father had given them their orders and they followed through them diligently, especially the Pride brat. Greed didn't need to worry about the creepy kid impaling him with his deadly shadows though, he had his Ultimate Shield, and that alone could protect him from any attack.

Then there was Lust the Lascivious, his dear older sister, also called the "Ultimate Spear". As it turned out, her sharp nails couldn't penetrate his shield, but she was crafty enough to perhaps even make him sweat in battle. She was the only female in their group and was easy on the eye, but that was as far as pleasantries got with her. She was cold and calculating, not hesitating to finish off an enemy that was already on their knees. Men were a sore topic for her, joke about her dying a virgin and you would have a ten foot sharp nail imbedded through your skull.

There was also her partner and "watchdog" Gluttony the Voracious, he was one of the ugliest ones and true to his name, weighted like a truck. He was also the dumbest, aside from maybe Sloth. Greed didn't particularly like him, but he also didn't have anything against him as long as he didn't slobber all over him with how often his tongue tended to stick out of his mouth. He got annoyed when Gluttony would complain about being hungry, but that was that.

Sloth the Indolent, was in every sense of the word a lazy ass and dim witted. Ironically enough, he was the fastest of the bunch and the strongest. He had been charged with digging the tunnel that would soon be needed to complete Father's oh so great plan. He may have exchanged all of two words with him, so Greed was indifferent about him.

Pride was a nuisance, simply because his loyalty ran too deep for Greed's tastes and because he would skewer him if he caught wind of Greed's intentions of deserting them and doing his own thing. Though he did notice a change about the brat, that after a few months of playing house with Wrath and that human woman, he had tamed somewhat. He was still as deadly as ever, but he wasn't prone to lash out as often and he insisted on spending time at that mansion than in the presence of Father and the rest of his siblings. Greed had started not detesting him as much when he learned he harbored great familial affections for the woman and even toward Wrath, or King Bradley, as his father.

The most obnoxious, ugliest, noisy and most dumbest being he had ever encountered in his life was Envy the Jealous. The stupid shape shifting, androgynous she-male-whatever was grating on Greed's nerves every opportunity he got. The two often clashed heads and more often than not Greed wanted to simply break his stupid spine and tear out his Stone just to never have to see his stupid face ever again. Unfortunately, he was a key factor in the bearded bastard's plan, so Greed had to restrain himself. Well...Greed the Avaricious and Envy the Jealous weren't that far apart.

Whatever Greed got, Envy got jealous over it, saying he had far too much luxury at his disposal as a Homunculus. While Greed enjoyed his evenings with drinks and women, Envy could only dream of it. And that's where Greed found him to be pitiful, the strong urge to be jealous of anyone, he couldn't have bared it and he was somewhat thankful to be the sin of Greed than any of the others, really.

But Wrath...oh Wrath...

He had remembered sporting a tense relationship with the bastard, not quite clashing heads but more often than not had Greed found his senses tingling to cover himself in his shield whenever he was around with that Ultimate Eye of his.

Maybe it was because of the fact that, much later, he had killed his possessions, maybe it was the fact that he killed Fu, Buccaneer, that he nearly killed Lan Fan and foiled their plans on stopping Father's plan.

Or maybe it had been the fact that for once in his life, Greed had felt like Envy: jealous. Jealous of the family, while at the beginning false, he had. The loving wife whom he shared living quarters with and actually harbored romantic feelings, his adopted son may be a Homunculus, but Greed could see that Pride's smiles as Selim weren't as fake as they used to be, they started being genuine when around his "parents".

And he was sick of it.

"I wonder, when will you learn Greed?" Wrath had approached him one night, casually walking in full regalia toward him as Greed stretched after one of his training sessions.

"Huh? Whatcha saying Wrath?" he turned around quizzically, his senses tingling again to cover himself in his shield but he stubbornly ignored them as the biologically older man approached him with the dark eye patch covering the Ultimate Eye.

He gave a mysterious cheery grin, the grin usually reserved for his "Bradley" persona out in public, "Hm...it seems I've misjudged the time," he nodded once toward him, before turning on his heel and walking away.

"Hey! Wait a damn minute! What the hell do you-" and suddenly, Greed found himself pinned to the floor, twin swords imbedded right near his head on either side of him as he stared up at Wrath, a furious, deadly look in his visible eye.

"You need to learn your place, Greed," the concrete beneath Greed's head cracked a little when Wrath turned the blade imbedded into it, his eyes widened.

"Tch, who are you to tell me where-"

Wrath smiled ominously, "I've seen you shadowing my wife, Greed, as well as Pride. I have no concern that he would protect her should you exploit one of your schemes, however..." the two swords miraculously moved closer to his head, deep jagged holes appearing in the concrete as the durable stone fell prey to the seemingly stronger force of the blades as Wrath dragged them through it, "Threatening them means threatening me,"

And as quick as it had come, Wrath moved away from him, sheathing his swords back in their holsters as he straightened his uniform and turned his back to the still stunned Greed, "You'd do well to remember that," before he disappeared through the shadows of Father's hideout.

Greed stared, for a minute uncomprehending, before a irritable cackle appeared just behind him.

It was Envy.

"Oh, I see little brother has given you a bit of a spanking has he?" Envy swiftly dodge the onslaught of sharp, deadly claws that missed his throat by a hair's breath, "Now, now, no need to be so hostile, Greed," he grinned sinisterly.

"That was you wasn't it?" Greed growled, standing tall over the little shape shifting midget, "You posed as me and shadowed that woman and Pride so it irritated Wrath huh?"

Envy smirked, "I'm surprised how insightful you can be, considering how narrow minded you usually-" he froze when Greed slammed one claw right beside his ear, blood dripping down onto his neck and down his chest at the damaged appendage and Greed's furious face glaring down at him.

"Listen, Envy, you ain't nothing but a jealous little moron who plays with the lives of others. You don't like humans, I get that, but do you have to set Wrath on me huh?" he closed his claw around Envy's already shredded ear, causing the Homunculus to wince harshly and stare up at him nastily.

"Don't make me transform into my true form Greed-" he began to threaten him but again, the sin of avarice stopped him.

"You mean your pathetic little worm form? Don't think you can fool anyone into believing that that is your true form. It shows just how weak and pathetic you are," Greed released his sibling and shook off the blood dripping down his fingers, turning around and walking away.

"After all, jealousy is an ugly thing," Greed added icily before disappearing into the depths of their lair with a casual wave of his hand.

Envy stood there, red lighting like-currents healing his torn flesh as he mulled over the words the bastard just told him.

"It shows just how weak and pathetic you are,"

"After all, jealousy is an ugly thing,"

Envy released a scornful cry, eyes wide and furious as he shook with anger and humiliation, staring at the spot Greed had previously occupied.

"I'll kill you, you bastard!" Envy roared, laughing almost maniacally as the shadows of the lair grew darker and larger and his cackles died into the night.

Images flashed before his mind, memories of his old gang. Bido, Martel, Dolcetto, Roa...all being brutally killed by none other than Wrath.

Anger threatened to consume him at the thought and Greed clenched his fists, "Greed! Hey, what's wrong?" Ling uneasily looked at the chaotic souls turning frantic, corresponding to Greed's slowly rampaging emotions. He felt a tug at his own heart, a sign Greed was in turmoil.

"Hey, Greed!" Ling called out again but to no avail.

"Listen kid, I still got some errands to run so I'll borrow your body for a while longer," Greed commented lowly, shield covering up to his upper arms as he now stood before Bradley's mansion.

"What the-?! Hey! What do you think you're doing?" Ling complained rather loudly in their shared mind, blinking in disbelief when Greed kicked open the door to the mansion and immediately knocked out four guards that had come to apprehend him.

"You're breaking into the Bradley's house! Greed! Stop this! We'll get in real trouble if-"

Greed growled, emotions bubbling just beneath his surface as images of his deceased comrades flashed before his mind's eye, Wrath in the middle of it all, slicing them to ribbons, "Shut your trap prince!" he kicked another guard away, his head slamming painfully against a wall.

The Homunculus growled, veins becoming audible running along the sides of his forehead as the images continued to haunt him.

Why was Wrath there? Why did he kill them?! For what?!

"Arghh!" Greed slammed open the door, knocking out another security guard along the way. And immediately, his shield covered hand met Bradley's sword as the latter brought it up to guard against his attack.

They were locked in a stalemate, a power of strength as they pushed back and forth and Greed's anger only grew.

"Darling!" came the feminine cry of none other than Mrs. Bradley, who was protectively holding Selim behind her as she feared for her husband's safety against the dangerous man that had just invaded their house.

"You and Selim, stay back!" the surprisingly protective edge Wrath's voice took as he told his so called 'family' to stay back amazed Greed, huh...even the furious sin seemed to harbor emotions that were distinctively human.

Greed growled, the veins becoming more noticeable, "Maybe you can explain this, Wrath," he growled, pushing harder, "What the hell is happening to me?!" an image of a happy Martel appeared before him, Dolcetto who had lamely tried flirting with her and getting a punch to the face in the process, then there was Bido who was trying to play chess with Roa and Greed, his old self, who was laughing at the antics of his team.

Then Wrath appeared, plunging his swords into them, tearing them in half, killing them, "Why am I seeing these things?! They keep clawing at the inside of my skull!" he pushed harder yet again and Wrath's glare only intensified, realizing what the things Greed was seeing were.

Greed himself knew, it had been his team, his team that had been slaughtered by Wrath.

"And why are you there?!" images of Wrath, how he tortured him and killed him with his twin swords, how he was unable to regenerate due to the swords still stuck inside him, his shield useless until his injuries healed, "Why do I remember you, Bradley?!"

Greed's teeth were bared, openly threatening the man before him, "Tell me!" Bradley narrowed his eyes, rage filling him at the prospect of Greed invading his home and threatening him and scaring his wife like that. Oh he would pay.

"Why did you destroy my possessions?!" Greed's enraged roar provoked Pride to finally unleash his shadows, sensing Wrath just may need his help with this one. Greed was powerful in his own right, but in an enraged state...

The shadows fluidly moved over the book shelf behind him, but Mrs. Bradley, in fright, lightly knocked over a glass of wine that had been on the coffee table, Greed's gaze briefly moved to the sound and that was when Wrath striked.

"You miss your things?" Wrath taunted and yet he couldn't believe Greed's reaction to his memories returning and their deaths. Greed had had playthings, "possessions" as he liked to call his underlings and Wrath had assumed he wouldn't be quite as shaken at their peril. Upset, to a degree, since he had to recruit new underlings, but he never knew there was a deeper connection. The first sword strike, Greed blocked, the second he dodged and rolled out of the way as Wrath followed him.

"Your bullish, pack made of mindless rats? Do you? You treated them like garbage Greed. Quit mourning the past!" Wrath pushed harder against his sword but Greed didn't relent, emotions of rage, confusion and tension high in him. He broke the second stalemate yet again, back flipping in the air just as Bradley's sword shot forward in a cutting strike.

Greed landed over the fireplace, blocking Bradley's downward slash with his ultimate shield covered forearms, swiftly and rapidly dodging the stabbing motions primarily made to his face and neck area.

Wrath knew where to strike the vital parts and he certainly wasn't going to relent when his wife was threatened like that. He could hear her sharp intake of breath, even amidst the battle, how fearful she was of his safety and unknowing of his real identity.

Greed grew frustrated, parrying blow after blow and finally, while blocking the sword with his forearm, Greed shattered it with his fist, sending the blade flying and crashing against hard wood as it shattered into metal splinters.

He jumped over Bradley, somersaulting mid-air and landing on all fours, looking back to see Bradley flinging his broken sword at him, hitting the wall as Greed jumped away from the line of fire.

"Greed!" he stubbornly ignored Ling's voice, whose been in a panic ever since the fight began.

Bradley advanced upon him, furious eye shining a ominous red as the sword aimed at him, Greed slamming painfully against a corner as Wrath sliced a part of his clothing.

Renewed anger bubbled inside of him and before Wrath could bring the sword down, Greed used his strength to kicked the blade away with his feet, momentarily stunning Wrath with the act.

He watched the sword in mid-air before taking another course of action and grabbing Greed by his jacket and his neck, flinging him straight at the coffee table and the whisky that was on it, shattering it to pieces under his weight.

Quickly, Bradley grabbed the sword and slammed his feet on either side of Greed's wrists, pinning him effectively to the floor. Killing intent was reflected in both of their eyes, but Bradley was pretty sure who would win the fight this time.

He aimed for the neck again, a brief memory of his last battle where he fought Greed's first reincarnation flashing in his mind as he brought down his sword with ferocious fluidity and power.

Bradley saw the sword shatter in half again, the familiar dark substance of Greed's shield covering his neck just in time when blade was about to meet tender skin and slice his head off. Again, another memory, the first Greed impaled on the neck by two swords, his regenerative abilities struggling to close the gaping wounds where his swords had been imbedded and his shield useless.

Another memory of his brief, but exhilarating fight with the prince of Xing, Ling Yao. He had been a formidable swordsman, truly parrying and fighting on equal ground with Wrath himself almost, not to mention fleeing from Gluttony's jaws as well at that time.

Greed used the distraction to free himself from Wrath's slackened hold, shattering glass as he jumped through the window and disappeared into the night, Wrath watching him go with a mixture of trepidation and fascination.

He barely acknowledged the security guard that had spilled apologies and asked if they were alright, he stared at the broken blade in his hand, narrowing his eyes.

"Greed, huh? You dumb fool..." were his last thoughts before he turned around to check on his wife and son.

Greed snorted, staring down at the man in uniform that had so easily managed to overpower him and his gang, "So, who's the new addition to the family?"

He introduced himself formally, "I'm Wrath the Furious," he needed to say no more, Greed's sharp whistle pierced the air.

"Wrath huh?" Greed turned to look at the rest of his siblings, dangling down the log of wood he had been forcefully tied into, four swords piercing every focal point of his Homunculus body.

Lust smiled, "Father created him for the final stage of the plan," Greed frowned, perplexed.

"...A Homunculus that can age?" he frowned, looking at his array of siblings. "Something's not right, that can't be," he thought with a unpleasant taste gathering in his mouth; blood. "But that's impossible,"

The evil cackle of none other than Envy the Jealous made him glare down at the pathetic vermin of a brother, sitting on some tubes resting on the ground.

"Oh really? I thought nothing was impossible, you used to toss that one around like it was your catchphrase. You change your mind or something?" Envy grinned hauntingly up at him.

Greed rolled his eyes, "Shut your trap, ugly," the word seemed to echo as Envy's face twisted into a expression of pure rage, jumping to his feet and feeling the strong urge to transform and rip the imbecile into shreds.

"Oho, now that's a scary face, go on and let it out! Why don't you show us what you really look like you hideous beast?!" Greed laughed, delighted at the aggressive stance he took and the look of pure rage on his face.

"You scum!" red electric-like currents danced around Envy's body, his back seeming to grow just a bit broader, violet eyes slanting dangerously, "Call me that again and I'll-"

"Stop your nonsense, both of you," Father's voice rang out and immediately, the bickering ceased. Greed's expression grew one of concern as he glanced over at the pale figure sitting at the chair, styled like an old throne, "It's time to resolve this sibling rivalry," both Envy and Greed grunted, eyes narrowed and trepidation setting in.

Wrath frowned, not quite knowing what to expect from the man that had created him. He was the youngest Homunculus and Father hadn't intimidated him or shown disdain, but that didn't mean the rest of his children didn't suffer that side of his.

He watched as Father mercilessly let Greed sink into a container filled with molten hot lava, he heard the rebellious Homunculus scream and shout, taunting them and joking about while being fried alive.

Mixed feelings settled in the pit of his stomach and it seemed that his sister Lust picked up on them, watching him. He schooled his features into a stone faced look, nodding in her direction before strolling out of this place, back towards where he knew his family was waiting for him.

He had never fully analyzed Greed's character, he never fully understood him.

He had rebelled against Father and the other Homunculi to do his own thing and not follow orders, only following his own rules. He had been reincarnated into a human named Ling Yao after Father had absorbed him again.

Since then, he had drastically changed.

Caring for the humans, possessions as he called them, protecting them like he cared. And unfortunately, Wrath knew exactly what he felt toward them.

He had them too. A loving wife, his own choice, a son, Pride may pose as Selim Bradley, but both of them had learned that, despite being Homunculi, they held mutual affections for the woman as well as for each-other, something some could even describe as "father-son-relationship".

It may be stretching it a little, but nevertheless, Wrath knew that they could imagine a life free of Father and the rest of the Homunculi, life led how they saw fit with the woman that had won over their hearts and brought out their more human sides.

And as Wrath had died that day, on the Promised Day, by the hand of a man only known as "Scar", a nameless warrior similar to himself, he realized something.

As much as he disliked the Homunculi, Greed had been the one to understand him. He reluctantly admitted that as he passed away.

And when Greed had found the now lifeless body of Wrath resting almost peacefully on the ground, blood soaking his clothes and a small smile on his face, he frowned.

He wasn't sad that the bastard was dead, he was the one that had killed old man Fu after all. But he felt a twinge of what he later came to realize was remorse, both had been in the same position.

Human-based Homunculi who had the privilege of discovering their more human nature the more time they spent with them, in their own way.

Greed closed his eyes and bowed his head, not praying, not mourning for Wrath's deceased soul, but acknowledging that...in some twisted way...

They understood each-other.

I hope you enjoyed the read!