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Wicked Schemes and Broken Dreams
A fanfiction by Erin Lightning
Chapter III: Wicked Schemes and Broken Dreams
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Edward\'s body was paralyzed in fear and horror as Envy withdrew himself from the chibi alchemist, and ran a slender, pale, sex-covered hand across the boy\'s face. The sin\'s mouth drew up in a satisfied grin, his long, spiked locks draping over his bare, muscular shoulders and dragging across Elric\'s stomach every time that Envy moved. The hand upon the boy\'s face drew itself down to the child\'s neck, applying just enough pressure to make Edward whimper in pain. Tears welled in the younger child\'s eyes, eyes already red from crying so piteously through the whole ordeal.
\'That\'s right,\' thought Envy with a horribly sadistic pleasure, \'Cry for me, like that bastard father of ours never would. Cry for me like no one else can, chibi, and let me take you again; let me keep taking you until there\'s nothing left but an empty shell, and then I\'ll find a new playtoy.\' His hand tightened as frustration etched itself across his face, and Edward gave a gasping yelp from beneath him that went unnoticed. \'You, Greed, you\'re all the same...selfish, greedy, I know what those tears are really for...\'
He fought back the urge to pound the young blonde\'s face in, as his head dropped against Elric\'s bare shoulder and the raspy whisper of his voice came, purring, seductive, but filled with loathing and jealousy. \"You\'ll cry for yourself to the bitter end, won\'t you, hagane, but when the end comes for me, it won\'t be you, nor that freak Greed who mourns my passing.\" And with that, Envy gave a rather haughty sigh, looking dejectedly off into the night sky above, his eyes fighting to glimpse it between the thick shrubbery of what had once been Izumi\'s garden, and what now was, well, a disaster area.
Several wighty minutes of silence passed, or at least almost silence. Ed, gasping and groaning, his body still seeming caught in the last few throes of an orgasm, gentle tears falling down his cheeks at the pain he was enduring right now. Too weak to slug the homunculus, too tired to fight, Ed had to give into the fact that he was helpless now. It didn\'t make things any better when Envy\'s free hand stroked Edward\'s taut, uncovered stomach, fingertips transformed into a resemblance of Greed\'s black claws. Claws against flesh dreged up small trickles of blood, searing slashes on a body so young.
Edward winced. It was a real shock when he found his lips moving in a gentle tone, to whisper words that he would have never dreamed of saying to the homunculus, under any circumstance. Perhaps this time, it was to be an exception, for Ed had never seen the homunculus in such a state, almost as if Envy were depressed, as if something troubled the sin. Maybe that\'s why Edward said, in a tone that didn\'t even force kindness, yet mingled the feeling with pure childish curiousity, \"Then, when you die, who will?\"
Envy\'s eyes drew back to Ed\'s at once, narrowed sharp with pain and immeasurable fury. His clawed hand rose just as swiftly, becoming normal once more and held as if to slap the boy whom lay pinned under the sin\'s forceful legs, his other hand dragging Edward\'s head upwards by his throat so that Envy, when he leaned forward, could hold his face inches from the boy\'s. His words were laced in malice. \"What the fuck do you care, FullMetal Pipsqueak? It\'s none of your goddamned business how I die, anyway, now is it? Besides...\" He looked away, snarling like a feral cat. \"I don\'t really care if anyone mourns me.\"
Edward\'s lips hardly moved, his speech made difficult by the pressure blocking his windpipe, his eyes shut tight with pain. \"You...lie...\"
The pressure welled up inside of the sin once more, that undeniable will to take the boy, that demon beast which told him that he must have flesh, that he must take from FullMetal once more, that he must leave the boy like a dying carcass, not a single ounce of strength in his limbs. Flames of hate and anger consumed his soul, if a sin truely possessed one, that is, and Envy\'s fist slammed Edward back to the ground so roughly that the boy cried in pain.
Raising himself above Edward\'s body, Envy\'s hands both changed to clawed black obscenities, and his wicked grin had never looked so vile, so deadly. \"Be a good boy hagane, I\'m going to make you pay for that last remark, with your own flesh and blood.\"
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Exhausted, Greed raised his head rather doggedly, his mind aching from the explosion of his immortal body, the dazzling flames that had ruptured his soul but left no mark on perfect, marble-white flesh. His hair was a mess, but it was a sexy mess at that, and his shark teeth were well concealed behind a rather serious-looking face as his eyes regarded his partner, a young alchemist who lay curled beside him in the bed, looking like just an ordinary man now, aged and weary.
Zolf Kimbree was not a homunculus, and Greed knew this, but why, he wondered, could he not help but want the man\'s company at his side, always? It was not mere greedy tendencies, of that he was certain, for he had plenty of other companions to choose from. The chimeras were pets, animals in human form whom he could do as he pleased with. Mortals were sex-toys, meant to be used, abused, then scattered on some lonely alleyway. But Kimbree...
The metallic, clawed hand of the monster reached out, and brushed through Zolf\'s soft hair, though Greed could no longer feel the smooth brush of the soft mass upon his hand; he had lost nearly all feeling in his upper body as the years dragged on; had become impervious to mere gentle gestures. It made his heart ache, to see the fiery Crimson, there, beside him, so small and weak, when Greed had never known a man who was less afraid of death.
His hand lingered long in the locks of the sleeping Kimbree, and at last, satisfied, Greed\'s eyes closed. \'Kimbree...\'
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\"Fucking bitch...\" cursed Envy, staggering his bedraggled form into the deep, dark cavern in which he and the other homunculi lurked, far from the light of the sun and the prying eyes of the world. Cuts and bruises tarnished his ivory skin, a tiny trail of blood trickling from his mouth, and more falling from wounds dug deep into the skin beneath his torn clothes. \"Couldn\'t she see that I was just trying to put away my goddamned playthings? It\'s not like I was going to fucking,\" he clambored up onto a rather high perch, knees drawn to his chest and arms folded across them, head resting atop his wrists as a sulking expression crossed his features, \"rob her fucking house or anything...\"
Images flashed through his mind, of dragging an unconcious and shivering FullMetal, clothes-less, to the doorstep of the raggedy old house from which he had retrieved the boy, Hagane\'s coat and pants curled over Envy\'s arm, as he grumbled insults about the boy and rang the doorbell. No sooner had his finger tapped the button, then a fist had come flying from the opening door, slamming right into his perfect face.
\"THE HELL?\" snarled Envy, depositing Edward onto the ground unceremoniously and turning a nasty glare at the woman standing in the doorway, a pale, slender thing who looked frail and weak under a plain white robe-like outfit. Eyes of pure ice stared back at him, and the young homunculus swiped away the blood dripping from his leering mouth, snarling, \"I was just bringing back something of yours, you frickin-\" but before he could finish, Izumi Curtis lunged at him and...
\"Well, well, if it isn\'t Envy,\" came a feminine voice from the shadows nearby, jarring Envy from his self-important thoughts. The voice was followed in due time by the figure of a young woman with long, flowing black hair and a rather seductive black dress that revealed just enough to get any man\'s juices flowing. Her deep violet eyes, a trademark of many the homunculi, looked rather mockingly at Envy, perched up on his throne well above herself, in that regal manner of his. \"You look as if the FullMetal got the better of you...\"
Envy snarled in a put-off voice. \"Shut up.\"
Lust chuckled softly to herself. \"Oh dear,\" she murmured in that sugar-sweet voice that could lure a man like a Siren\'s could. \"It seems like Envy is in a bad mood, doesn\'t it...\" she paused in her steps toward the youthful-looking homunculus, and reached her hand up, letting her long claws extend and scrape down the side of the wall, sounding of nails on a chalkboard. \"...Gluttony?\"
Behind her, a pudgy body shuffled forward, great orb head like a fleshy potato on the shoulders of a lard-filled balloon. An enormous hand was wedged in the homunculuses\' mouth, tiny beady eyes looking up as if regarding Envy, but his mind was apparantly thinking something entirely different, as his free hand reached forward and tugged on Lusts\' dress, mumbling, \"Lust, I\'m hungry...\"
Lust didn\'t even bother a glance back at her gluttonous companion, merely stated, \"You can have some nicve, tasty Ishvaruns later Gluttony.\" She continued to gaze up at Envy, and her smile crooked into a rather provoking smirk hidden behind dark lipsticked lips. \"Tell me, Envy, was it worth it, robbing the cradle?\"
Envy turned his head away from Lust and seemed pouty for the count of several minutes, in which all that could be heard was the sucking noise that meant Gluttony was using his thumb to keep his mouth occupied in wait for his dinner. Then, finally,his eyes dark like a storm, and twice as wild, turned away and closing slowly, Envy said in an emotionless manner, \"I went to see Greedy today.\"
Lust\'s smirk immediately vanished, and her lips curled in a reproachful look, eyes narrowing seriously. \"You\'re looking for trouble with him, Envy, and you\'re going to find it. You know what father thinks of that deserter. You\'re supposed to be watching over the human sacrifices, not-\"
\"My plan is coming to a head, Lust,\" Envy said, a trance-like stare on his face, his closed eyes giving him an almost serene calm. Only the overjoyous, deviant sneer that remained on his lips could show that he was plotting something dreadful. \"Soon, Shark-tooth will be all mine; my uke, and there won\'t be anything he can do about it. He\'s not going to have the dominant role for much longer...\"
Lust sighed heavily, and Gluttony looked away from his thumb and up at her with an almost childlike look of interest. \"For your own sake, Envy, I hope your plan works,\" she said.
Envy snickered, and then a rather horrible-sounding laughter came from his throat, a sound like knives cutting through the air. His eyes opened and he raised his head to the sky, laughing as the lighting-like essence of his stone surrounded his body, healing the wounds and rips and tears that covered him. Maniacally, he proclaimed to whatever beings lay above in the star-filled sky, high, high above the heavy rock that seperated him from the cool night air, \"There is nothing that stands now between me and what I want...do you hear me? NOTHING!\"
Crazed laughter filled the room, and, as Lust finally made her way back towards the shadows, shaking her head in desperation and admonishing Envy\'s naivety, she cast one last look at her brother, there on his Godly pedestal. But all she saw, from beneath the serpent\'s collar of spikes and the black headband, were two eyes, deep, dark, and glowing like twin signals from Hell.
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To be Continued in Chapter IV: The Cost of a Life