The Jealous One

Alleyways

A/N: This is probably going to be really crappy so comment or something if you like it? Ily all.

Rachel's POV:

I should have thought this through. Why do I always go home in the dark? I know that I have to go through a dark alleyway. I hate the feeling of not being safe around the area that I live so naturally I held my key in my hand so that I could at least try and defend myself if anything were to happen.

Tonight the moon was full and the cold autumn breeze blew around me. It felt nice but it didn't exactly fit the scene in my head. Naturally I assumed I'd be attacked. I always thought that. I can't really do anything but think that. Safety first, right?

I stood at the start of the alleyway looking down it to see if there was anyone there, it seemed to be empty. I started walking down it with my head down hoping that no one would come this way. If more than one person did then I knew I was screwed. I can't fight against more than one person. No wait. I can barely even fight one person. I felt myself bump into something and I fell to the cold, wet floor.

"Ow ow ow" I hissed at the pain. I must have just walked into a lamppost. Ugh, why must I be so clumsy? I swear if anyone sees me as a damsel in distress, thinking I need help because they should be courteous. I stood up and looked around. There wasn't a single lamppost in sight... What had I bumped into? I swear I bumped into something. Nothing can magically disappear can it? I got out my phone and rang a taxi instead. I wanted to get off these streets before that thing could come back. I hauled myself onto my feet and headed to the end of the alleyway. I just wanted to get to the nearest light source. However, there was someone underneath this streetlight though. Just keep your head down, Rachel, they won't bother you if you don't bother them. I fumbled around in my bag looking for my phone. I just acted like I was texting a friend. That seemed normal, right? I hit the wrong button and music started playing. Techno music had to play at a time like this? I threw my phone on the floor with a huge gasp as I tried to understand what just happened. The person next to me snickered.

"It's hella funny, isn't it?" I scowled. I didn't like how this random person was making fun of me.

"Oh sweetheart, you're in no position to disrespect me."

"Wha-" I was suddenly grabbed and this stranger took of running with me in his grasp.

"Put me down!" I tried to scream but this person was one step ahead of me and covered my mouth with his hand. I tried biting it but nothing seemed to work. Where was he taking me? What did I do to deserve this?

"Good luck trying to bite me. It's not going to leave a single dent.

I tried mumbling obscenities at him but he still has his hand over my mouth. This man must have been prepared. He seemed to put a needle into me. The next thing I knew I was asleep.

I was locked in a cell with a woman staring at me. She had deep purple cat-like eyes.

"Good, you're awake. I thought you'd never wake up. You must have been exhausted" She just had this smug grin on her face.

"Wher-" 

"Nah, ah, ah... Do you really think I'd tell you that? You're my hostage. I wonder how much we'd get from your parents if we held you for ransom... Hmm... Well anyways I'll go get the person who brought you here..." Why was she bringing him here? Did she not realise that I resented him more than I resented her right now?

I heard light footsteps coming down the stairs. Oh god. What do I do? When he came in he didn't have his coat on anymore so I could see his build. He was tall and slender. He wore a sleeveless top that happened to show his abs (naturally), finger-less gloves and was that a..?

"Its a skort! Ugh, you don't know how many people have thought it was a skirt. I am a man for goodness sake" That seemed to aggravate him. I wonder why...

"Listen here, you palm tree. Why don't you just let me out of here already? There's no point keeping me here. You're not going to get any money from my parents" My voice seemed to trail to a whisper and I hated thinking of my parents.

"Oh and why is that?"

"BECAUSE THEY'RE DEAD!" He seemed to jump back slightly at this. His face seemed to show... pity?

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have shouted" I felt so embarrased. Why had I shouted it? Looks like I am nothing but a spoilt brat . I felt the tears well up in my eyes and so I put my head down. I didn't want to show him that I was vunerable.

"I thought I was going to have a fun time toying with you" He seemed so calm. "Listen, I'm sorry. I didn't want to do this. Blame Lust." His voice dropped to a whisper "She's a big bitch. I'm scared of her too" He seemed to be trying to make a joke out of this.

"Why are you being nice now? You just kidnapped me and told me you'd done this before! I shouldn't be anywhere near you or anyone like you..." I noticed he has a tattoo on his thigh. He must have noticed me eyeing it suspiciously.

"Thats a ouroboros. Its the mark that basically says that I'm one of satan's children" He must have seen the panic on my face "Not literally. I'm not human though..."

"No.. no that can't be? You look normal." I wanted to scream and rattle the chains. I didn't know what the hell was going on here.

"There's these things called Homunculi. Thats what I am" I knew the name of that. I'd seen it in my mother's alchemy books. My eyes grew wide with fear

"St-st-stay a-away from m-me you... you..."

"Monster? I've been called that so many times you'd never understand. I don't care if I'm a 'monster'. I love doing what I do. I'm bad. I know. Lust was sure that you was different to other people we had taken captive... What is so special about you, miss?" His purple eyes bore into mine and I suddenly knew it had something to do with me being able to use alchemy. I could use Snarnal alchemy. One alchemy that only my blood line could perform. How did this woman called Lust know that I could do that? 

"So who are you, child? I want your whole name. If you lie I will find a way of getting it out of you."

"I'm R-Rachel."

"Rachel?"

"Alkesern..." The man gasped. What did these people want with me? Why was this so special?

"Well, well ,well. Lust did catch a good one." I just blinked at him.

"Hey, miste-"

"The name's Envy."

"Well, Envy. When do I get to come out of here? I'll do what you want. I swear. I just.. don't wanna die. I want to do things that I haven't yet done. Please... have mercy"

Envy just snickered and walked out.

There was no way I was getting out of these chains. Unless... I snapped my fingers and put my hands on the chains. Thankfully they broke. I rubbed my sore wrists. Not smart enough now are you, Envy?