The 8th Sin
-Accidents happen-
Hey, surprisingly, I'm still writing. O-O Even more surprising; I got more than 2 reviews. O-O You guys are so nice! (Bursts into tears of joy) Anyway, about having only 7 deadly sins, I knew that actually. Freesia isn't COMPLETELY a sin. She's only considered one because of her company. :P Check my profile for her details. It contains spoilers though so unless you don't want to spoil yourself, stay tuned for more of this story.
Author's note: I'm writing the first and second chapter via my OC's POVs because it may give you all a better idea on what they're supposed to do and what roles they play.
Author's note 2: Another OC WILL be in. I'm working on the EnvyOC request. :3
Anyway, here's chapter 2. I hope you like it!
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-Rin POV-
This was just great... I was sent all the way to Dublith just to send a message for the Elric brothers. Hey, just because I have wings doesn't mean I use them to fly all the time! I took the train here since it was hot, and I loathe having sunburns... So here I was, just walking around looking for the traveling duo. Where to start looking? No clue. If only Colonel Mustang would at least give me their exact locations and their 'most-likely-to-be' places, this would have been a piece of cake.
Obviously, I was wrong. Dublith in itself wasn't so small, but it wasn't as small as I had imagined either! I actually got lost! The crowd made it hard for me to look and having kids pull at my feathers every once in a while wasn't making it any easier on me.
So I decided to stay somewhere shady. There was a quiet library that I found, so I just stuck around there, flipping through a few alchemy books. A girl who passed by my table saw one of the books that I put in front of me and picked one of them up. It's either she totally didn't notice me or she didn't bother noticing, but she just went off a few minutes later, with the book I was going to borrow. (Sigh...) Life is tough...
Later that evening, I went out. It was a lot cooler and the crowd was a lot thinner so I thought it would make my search all the more easier. Again, I was wrong. I totally forgot the fact that they may not even be in town, but I guess I should start looking for this meat shop Colonel Mustang suggested me to check.
I just went down the road until I found the unmistakable shop. I looked at it and then looked around. The shop in front of me was rather run-down and I wasn't exactly sure if anyone actually lived there...
I looked around again, hoping to see another meat shop not too far away, but as I did so, I felt something ram hard into my ribs as I was thrown off balance and I could hear my assailant let out a startled 'Eep!' before we both fell on the ground. This wasn't my day... I'd bumped my head pretty hard on the solid ground and I could've sworn there were stars in front of my eyes...
My hand flew to my injury immediately and I felt for any fractures. None. Good... My assailant was a girl. How I knew? She asked me if I was alright, "I'm fine..." I mumbled (my head was spinning...) and picked myself up off the ground. I offered her a hand, where I noticed that her cheeks took on a shade of light pink. Great... another fan girl to add to the growing mob in Central...
She apologized again, which made her look pathetic. Oh well, since she didn't mean it, what's with forgiving her? "It's alright. I wasn't exactly looking where I was going, either," if that would make her feel less guilty, then I guess it was worth saying.
The moment her eyes fell on my uniform, she looked afraid. Too afraid for my tastes, "Are you... from the military?" she asked me. Now what kind of a question was that? I told her that I was, introducing myself to her and asked her if something was wrong.
What she did next surprised me; as soon as she knew where I was from and what my name was, she ran away, leaving her book and the meat package she was holding on the ground, "Hey, wait!" I called, picking the two objects on the ground in a hurry and tried to follow her. She was surprisingly fast and within minutes, she lost me.
I panted for breath and leant on a cold building's wall, clutching the book and package in my hands. Oh well, I may as well try again tomorrow. She's bound to come looking for these two anyway. I looked down at the book and my eyes widened. 'Alchemy and its origins'. It was one of the books I had in front of me back in the library. She must have been that girl who took the book without noticing me at all!
Sighing, I decided to just go back to the meat store. Upon entering, I was greeted by a large man standing behind the counter, his menacing face unshaven (which gave me the impression that if the full moon was out, he'd turn to a werewolf...) and was holding a butcher's knife as he was about to retreat to the back room.
"Mr. Sig Curtis?" I asked, stepping up to the counter. The burly-built man turned to look at me over his shoulder, throwing me a look that obviously read, "What do you want?" I pulled out a slightly crumpled envelope from my pocket and said, "I'm here to see the Elric brothers. Are they in?"
He didn't reply immediately. A few seconds later, a slim, slender and pale woman with dreadlocks came out of the back room and was going to say something when she saw me. She frowned when she saw my uniform and her eyebrows knitted further when she saw my wings. Hey, it wasn't my fault that I was born of a chimera father and a human mother!
"Mrs. Izumi Curtis," I said politely, nodding at her in acknowledgement.
"What do you want?" she asked calmly, realizing that I wasn't a threat.
I looked at the slightly ajar door of the back room and after failing to see what was inside, I said, "I'm sent here by Colonel Roy Mustang. He asked me to pass a message to the Elric brothers," I held the envelope up for the pair to see. It clearly had the Central's stamp on it and Roy Mustang's unmistakable handwriting so within minutes; I was invited inside to the back room.
I looked around. The room was quite spacious and at a table nearby, my two 'targets' were sitting there. As I was told, there was a short, blonde boy with golden eyes, clad entirely in black save for the white gloves he donned and a bluish-green armor as his traveling companion.
The young alchemist was eating at that time, and his companion (I was informed that the metal armor was in fact his younger brother...) was polishing his... head. I nodded at them like I usually do when I greet people and approached the two at the table, though I did not sit down.
"Good evening. I am Aizawa Rin, Seraphic Fury Alchemist from Central. You must be Edward Elric," I said flatly, looking down at the seated boy. He looked up at me with a hard, cold stare and said,
"That would be me. Do you have any business with me?" once again, I produced the envelope and placed it on the table where his hands could reach,
"I'm merely a messenger. Colonel Mustang asked me to send you this," the blonde boy snatched the envelope as if I was going to take it back if he didn't reach out for it and simply ripped the envelope open and skimmed through the letter. I didn't bother asking what was written in the letter. It was none of my business and all I wanted to do now was just go back to Central.
Edward ripped the letter to several pieces shortly afterwards. He must have been offended somehow... I wasn't one to butt into another person's business, but I asked anyway, "Did something displease you?"
He looked up at me lazily and simply replied by saying, "It's nothing... He just wanted us to stay put here, saying that it'd be dangerous for us to go around for now."
That's the Colonel for you... "We do have our own problems in Central... What with that chimera-controlling alchemist we've been hearing about..."All eyes were on me when I said that. I should NOT have said that...
/End of POV/
Freesia woke up at around midnight, "Oh no, I've overslept!" she cried to herself, getting out of bed in a hurry and managing to stumble on one of the pieces of junk she enjoyed collecting and fell flat on her face, "Ow...!" she held her nose, which bled for a minute before it subsided. Picking herself up off the floor, she hurriedly went to the dining room only to find her share of dinner covered and ready to eat, in case she got hungry. There was a note attached to one of the bowls and squinting in the dark, she could make out the words, 'I don't want you to go to the library until you clear up all your toys, sweep the floor, wash the dishes and do the laundry! You were sleeping like a log! Mum'
Great, just brilliant... she didn't wake up after all. Speaking of waking up from sleeping, her mother often told her that she had dreams at night. How come she doesn't? It doesn't bother her much since all she cared about was fill her stomach for the time being. After that, she quickly went back to her room and cleared up her things, just as her mother asked her to and did the rest of the chores at top speed before taking a shower (it was cold, but she didn't care...) and dressed herself in a tight purple tank top teamed with a pair of dark green pants.
She reached for her favorite jacket and noticed something on her for the first time. There was a red mark on her right shoulder. She took a good look at it and decided that it was her 'birthmark' as her mother would say. It was quite an odd birthmark though. It took the shape of a dragon going in a circle and seemingly eating it's own tail with something that looked disturbingly like the star of David in the middle.
She didn't go pondering very long. She slipped her jacket on and went outside. The cold has always been her best friend, though her body didn't favor it very much...
It was nice and cold outside with a gentle breeze blowing her long hair out of her face. She walked past a shop that sold clocks and saw that it was only 12.30 in the morning. To her, staying up wasn't a problem. She doesn't need much sleep, even though she'd tired herself out completely. A few hours of rest always did the trick. Just then, a lost-looking little puppy came up to her, whimpering and rubbing its head against her leg.
She looked down in surprise and smiled at the little animal, kneeling down to pet it, "You scared me there, little guy... What are you doing here all alone?" She had a really strong urge to keep the little thing for herself, but refrained from doing so. Her father wouldn't hear of it.
At one point, she thought she could hear something move past her at high speed. It sent chills down her spine as she looked around and saw no one. She stood up, a bit shakily and asked to no one in particular, "Who... Who's there?"
It could have just been her imagination, but she could have sworn she heard something. When she checked, she was relieved to know that it was just a piece of newspaper. As she calmed herself down, a strong hand clamped down on her shoulder and that made her scream.
Another hand clamped itself over her mouth, muffling her shriek. A voice shushed her from behind and it was the unmistakable voice of a man, "Shush... You wanna wake the whole town up or something?"
She broke free of the man's grip and turned around, ready to lash out at any given time. Her eyes widened when she saw who it was, "It's you..."
The man raised an eyebrow at her, "I don't think I remember meeting you," he said coolly, jamming his hands into his pockets.
Freesia looked at the tall man from top to bottom. Yep, something about him really was familiar. He was dressed in the same sleeveless, fur-collared jacket she saw him wear yesterday, the same pair of black leather pants and the same pair of pointed shoes, with the exception of his missing round sunglasses. (Who'd wear sunglasses at midnight? O-O)
"Well, I'm not too sure myself, but I feel like I've seen you somewhere..." she crossed her arms over her chest, pondered some more and came up with nothing. Instead, the man went and asked,
"What the heck is a girl like you doing out here at this hour?"
"I should say the same to you. You scared the daylights out of me!" she cried, picking up the barking little puppy near her feet and hugging it possessively. She looked into his eyes this time, and got that déjà vu feeling all over again, "Hey, uh... I know this is kind of sudden, but... if I know your name, it may jog my memory."
He smirked at her, chuckling to himself, "What, you interested?"
Freesia blushed beet red, "It's not like that! I'm just trying to confirm my own doubts, okay? It's something I can't explain!" she said defensively, frowning at the taller man before her.
Obviously, he wasn't following. The blank look on his face made her feel like beating him to a pulp, which was exactly what she had in mind as a first impulse. Again, she refrained herself from doing so and turned around, giving her back to him, "Alright, fine! So you don't want to tell me your name. You're wearing something sleeveless out here in the cold so maybe you should go and..." she was cut short when the man behind her spoke up,
"Greed."
She spun around when she heard him speak. He gave her a toothy smirk and repeated himself at the sight of her bewildered face,
"Just call me Greed."
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Okay, I admit. That was kinda crappy for a chapter… -.-;; Man, I really need to cut down on the number of words. Any objections from the audiences? Do you think I should cut down on the words in case this amount is hurting your eyes?
Freesia: Suggestions, opinions and most of all, reviews are most welcome. Critiques or flames will be taken really hard as we are very sensitive women... :(
Anyway, that's all I have because I'm awfully tired out from school... Please drop a review if you have something to say about this chapter. Reviews pump ideas into my head. :)