Game Of The Insane (FMAB FanFic)

The flames jumped into the air creating an ominous background behind the young man as he stood atop a large sloping hill. Nobody would have suspected him dressed in his dark blue trench coat, baggy black pants, of course he wasn’t wearing such boring shoes, he preferred barefoot. All of it was traditional wear in Central, excluding his lack of shoes. The only thing putting this young man apart from the group, other than his laid back stance, was the dark red hair with tired drowning blood red eyes that with one look would strike such a nerve bending fear into you. With just the flash of a smile your eyes would deceive you and you would see razor sharp rows of fangs instead of teeth. 

The darkening sky held no regrets for this man, he watched in a tampered mood at the flames eating quickly at the small house. The two dark shadowy figures that stood outside the range of flesh singeing flames looked to be an old soldier dressed in his heaviest armour ready for battle and a small child, possibly his son. With a sad smirk the boy gave an annoyed sigh turning on his heel giving a harsh tug on the coarse rope in his left hand. With a strangled scream the woman flopped forward landing hard on her shoulder, a sharp snap echoed through the air sending a delicate shiver down the boys back. 

His smile grew at the muffled sobbing cries that escaped the gagged mouth of his newest toy. Oh how father pampered him, with all of these new toys for him to toy around with until they broke, what a joy! The woman turned dark brown eyes up to meet his bloody red ones, she begged him silently for him to let her go. In a fluid movement the boy dropped into a crouch in front of the woman making her flinch. Shakily she returned her pleading gaze to him. 

"You aren’t any fun at all; all you do is cry and whine. I want something fun" He murmured in a tired voice hinted with a disgruntled childish tone.

The woman closed her eyes slowly whimpering once again into the gag, "I could let you go," She looked up her face filling with hope, the boys eyes went wide with excitement, "Then I could chase you down and pull out your 'ticker'!" he began to cackle like mad-man as her eyes shimmered with tears that slid in rivers down her pale cheeks. 

He rocked forward on the balls of his feet poking at her chest right above her heart; he could feel it stuttering wildly inside her ribcage. Like a bird caught in an ivory cage.

"Of course by 'ticker' I do mean your heart" He sighed.

She began to scream and thrash, all of which would be drowned out by the tremendous roar of flames from behind them. That house, he thought with a twitch of his eye, is so annoying why can’t it just die out already? Pushing to his feet he turned to look down at the shadowy toys, his lip twitched in annoyance.

His jaw tightened in twisted anger and frustration, those two, he would break them one day. Whether father let him or not. Now his mind wasn’t completely gone, he had reason to wanting to break the toys. He could feel their agony, and a growing insanity inside of their minds. Especially the small ones mind, the older looking one seemed hallow on the inside so cold and distant. They would be a fun game to play, and of course in the end He would win.

"Insanity!" Slowly he turned casting an uncaring glance over his shoulder.

It was his Brother and Sister, how nice of them to come and get him like the good little lap dogs they were.

"Why are you here, Shouldn't you be in Reole* with all your important boring work?" He asked in the same bored uncaring tired tone he used regularly.

The use of it made Lust's mouth twitch in annoyance at his slack appearance and attitude, how she got stuck watching all the child minded brothers she did not know.

"Father asked us to come and get you. The others are busy with their preparations, so their either out of reach or to busy to come and chase after you" She barked in a demanding tone.

Insanity rolled his tired red eyes at her, "Okay... I don’t really care who comes for Me." he said with a hint of dreary sadness to his voice. Insanity turned his full body to look at her dragging the woman around. He watched her as she tugged and clawed with bloody nails on the tightly bound noose that was wrapped around her neck, her heels digging at the grassy earth trying to push her body upwards to loosen the hold even a bit.

"Sister Lust, look at my new toy. Isn’t she just pathetic?" he asked raising the woman into the air.

Her face had gone red and her eyes buggy as blood vessels began to bulge from her forehead. Lust gave a coy smile and dropped her head forward her lightly tousled black curly hair fell forward over her large chest causing a curtain around her face. 

Gluttony licked his lips looking up expectantly at Lust then back towards Insanity and the woman his large round white eyes flickering between Insanity and the woman he held. His large tattooed tongue sliding out wetting his lips as he wrung his pudgey hands in excitement.

"C-C-Can I eat her? Oh Can I?" he asked excitedly saliva dripping in a waterfall from the corner of his mouth.

Insanity leaned away instinctively from the disgusting drool, suddenly the woman went still and her arms swung down around her sides. With sad round eyes Insanity turned to look at her, her face no longer red and puff her eyes shut, and the vein in her forehead had vanished. She had broken so easily, he had barely gotten to play with her properly. Most of her limbs and organs were still intact.

"Well Damn..." Insanity murmured swinging her dead body on the rope.

He glanced sideways at Gluttony that watched her desperately licking his lips, with a weak smile Insanity graciously swung her high up into the air toward gluttony. As she dropped quickly towards the ground Gluttony leapt up using his short stubby legs to propel himself up catching her head in his mouth.

They both landed with a hallow thud, her body lying lifeless on the cool grass. Gluttony's mouth opened wide and his dull teeth bit through her soft skin making a slurping grinding sound as he began to chow down. Insanity turned tucking his hands into the pockets of his coat looking back at the burning house as it collapsed into itself sending up a cloud of sparkling orange sparks that floated aimlessly through the night air. 

"Great, Insanity lets go. I need to get Gluttony cleaned off again before Father see’s his mess" Lust moaned angrily from behind him.

Insanity turned around again padding barefoot through the cool grass towards Lust, walking a wide circle around the blood mess that was once his toy. Gluttony sat cross legged licking his fingers with a giddy smile on his face. 

"Saved me from having to dispose of her body myself. Really what a useless toy she was, couldn’t even give me a good game" Insanity grumbled.

"Yes, yes, the woes of your life are just too much to handle. Could we please hurry up now, Father is impatient these days" She sighed turning and walking away.

"Lust" Whined Gluttony as he lumbered clumsily to his pudgey feet, "Wait!" he called waddling after her.

His family was a strange collection of characters. They amused him momentarily if that, but after their scene was done Insanity grew bored and craved something new, something fun to fill his empty mind. Which is why Father had given him this toy box called Central. Wonders of wonders, but soon all the toys would be exhausted just like so many times before. Then what? Would Father lock him away, or would he have to run away like Greed had so long ago.

It saddened Insanity to a minor degree that Greed no longer lurked around claiming everything that was Insanity's as his own. He had to admit Greed had been the most amusing out of all his brothers. Even thought Lust was fun sometimes, being the only girl made her a figurehead, which was always underrated.

Insanity cast a glance over his shoulder grinning in anticipation at the mouth-watering sensation of pure undisturbed insanity growing in such a small young mind. What torture he had in store for that mind, that bountifully mind so ripe with craze it was laughable. One day he would have his ultimate toy that would entertain him for as long as he wanted. Then break on command. One day.