Hope ꨄ Male Reader x Edward Elric

ꨄHopeꨄ

Chapter 7
"Oh, it's you."
𖣔
M/R's pov

I ran. I ran across the hallway, my hands clenching my chest as I processed the truth. The philosopher's stone main ingredient was humans.

My chest began to hurt. I hurried to the closest room I could find and sat down on the sofa, my breathing still heavy. Tears streamed down my face. Hesitantly, I teared my chest open, exposing the stone that sat inside of me, keeping me alive.

I looked at the red glow that resonated from it, gritting my teeth in guilt. Slowly, the door began to open.

"Hope?"

I turned my head around and was greeted with the face of Führer King Bradley himself.

"It's..You.." I whispered out, my chest slowly closing itself as I buttoned my shirt back up. He smirked with his eyes closed, "I never expected to see you here."

"I figure the truth has been revealed to you, at last?" He asked, making his way to stand infront of me. I averted my gaze, my fists clenching tight.

"Tell me, Wrath, you knew all along didn't you?!" I spat, glaring at the man that stood before me. He looked down at me, "I did. What of it?"

The air grew thick as we both stared at eachother. My eyes wandered off to the window, my hateful gaze not disappearing from my eyes.

"Lust, Envy, Gluttony. Where are they?" I asked, calming down. He hummed and took a seat next to me, "Nowhere in particular, I suppose they're searching for your friend."

"The others?"

"Now, now Hope." Chuckled Bradley, "Isn't that too much interest in something you didn't want to be apart of?"

I sighed, my hand resting on my cheek, "It is, I'm sorry."

Homunculus. The Japanese word for "Artificial Human" and the Latin word for "Little Human". As guessed, Führer King Bradley, or otherwise known as Wrath, was one of them. Me? I'm just an average human with a bloody mistake of a secret.

The Homunculi I'm acquainted with call me 'Hope'. Referring to the old 'Pandora's Box' story. They were all bad. Me? I was the only one who had human in me, thus the name 'Hope'. I'm not a homunculus. Atleast I'm not labelled that. I'm not quite sure what I am anymore. Human is definitely not an option, though.

"Alas, this conversation has been pleasant. I hope to talk with you soon." He chuckled, standing back up and making his way to the door. "Don't get yourself in too much trouble."

"I won't, I hope." I rolled my eyes.

"And about Edward, don't get in our way."

"I can't promise anything about that, sorry. He's my friend." I sighed, thinking about the blonde and how I must've shocked him when I had ran off.

"Very well, you should know what you're getting into, M/R." He smiled at me and walked off.

'Great, now I have murderous immortal creatures after me.'

°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°

I had calmed myself down, at least as much as I could. All I have to do is not think about the truth; and now god dammit, I feel like crap again.