Fic - Sable Smoke
Mar. 10th, 2009 10:48 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
cornerofmadnessSable Smoke
Author –![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
cornerofmadness
Disclaimer – definitely not mine, it belongs to Arakawa
Rating – PG-13
Character - Lust
Timeline – mangaverse, set within ch 38 & 39, definitely spoilers for the contents therein
Summary – Though she thought she was human, she never thought she could die like one.
Warning – character death
Word count – 500
Author’s Note – written for the![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif)
fma_fic_contest for the prompt Smoke. Okay this was the first time I’ve ever used Lust as a point of view character and gah, do you know how hard it is to whittle off 160 words to make word count. Thanks to evil_little_dog for the beta.
I won! Whee. see plaque at the end. It's cool
Death, the sable smoke where vanishes the flame – Lord Byron, Childe Harold’s Pilgrimage
Lust had never imagined it would end like this, in pain and fire. Not that she had imagined death or whatever awaited her kind. Had she ever really been alive? In her long memory, now spooling out in front of her, Lust couldn’t remember being other than she was now.
She remembered when the newest Wrath had been created, knew Father had planted a piece of himself in that mortal soil. Had that once been her fate? She supposed it didn’t matter now. The terrible expression on her opponent’s face embodied the sin of wrath far better than her fellow homunculus ever had. He was glorious as the flames danced around him.
Swallowing back a groan, Lust knew she was human enough to feel pain. Her body fought to heal the damage as her skin crackled black, splitting open, her fats rendering until the smoke that choked the basement was perfumed the scent of her cooking flesh. If she screamed and acted human, would he stop long enough for her to slice out his heart and drink from it?
No, she had taken too much from him. His man was dying inside the lab. This magnificent fiend should have died there, too. What made him continue in spite of the agony she saw in his beautiful eyes? The boy in the shell, maybe. The woman, doubtless. Lust had already seen the love that ensnared these two. The woman who emptied her gun into Lust was not just some subordinate. No, she and the alchemist had done things to each other that Lust fully approved of but their relationship soared to a level an inhuman thing like herself could never aspire to.
Lust didn’t want to die but she knew it was too late. She had made a critical mistake in underestimating this man; never imagining he might claw into her to rip out a piece of her with his bare hands?
She had been careless. Maybe she wasn’t human enough to realize a man would scar himself for life, carving an array into his skin just to stop her. Such fire, that burning passion, made her lust for him even as he killed her. He said he’d have her on her knees. If only.
A shiver of fear danced through her. Lust didn’t know what awaited her and the unknown filled her with trepidation. If only she had met this man instead of Havoc. Oh, she could have enjoyed him, made him betray those around him, broken him and readied him for sacrifice. Even as she cursed those eyes she coveted, Lust made one final fruitless stab to pluck those fierce eyes from his head, her body crumbling.
Praises, curses and last wishes spilled from her lips. He would speak of this triumphant, letting her live in his words. His twin black orbs staring at her stirred her namesake within her one last time, his hot gaze following Lust into the unknown, until no conscious thought, no life, was left.
Author –
cornerofmadnessDisclaimer – definitely not mine, it belongs to Arakawa
Rating – PG-13
Character - Lust
Timeline – mangaverse, set within ch 38 & 39, definitely spoilers for the contents therein
Summary – Though she thought she was human, she never thought she could die like one.
Warning – character death
Word count – 500
Author’s Note – written for the
fma_fic_contest for the prompt Smoke. Okay this was the first time I’ve ever used Lust as a point of view character and gah, do you know how hard it is to whittle off 160 words to make word count. Thanks to evil_little_dog for the beta.I won! Whee. see plaque at the end. It's cool
Death, the sable smoke where vanishes the flame – Lord Byron, Childe Harold’s Pilgrimage
Lust had never imagined it would end like this, in pain and fire. Not that she had imagined death or whatever awaited her kind. Had she ever really been alive? In her long memory, now spooling out in front of her, Lust couldn’t remember being other than she was now.
She remembered when the newest Wrath had been created, knew Father had planted a piece of himself in that mortal soil. Had that once been her fate? She supposed it didn’t matter now. The terrible expression on her opponent’s face embodied the sin of wrath far better than her fellow homunculus ever had. He was glorious as the flames danced around him.
Swallowing back a groan, Lust knew she was human enough to feel pain. Her body fought to heal the damage as her skin crackled black, splitting open, her fats rendering until the smoke that choked the basement was perfumed the scent of her cooking flesh. If she screamed and acted human, would he stop long enough for her to slice out his heart and drink from it?
No, she had taken too much from him. His man was dying inside the lab. This magnificent fiend should have died there, too. What made him continue in spite of the agony she saw in his beautiful eyes? The boy in the shell, maybe. The woman, doubtless. Lust had already seen the love that ensnared these two. The woman who emptied her gun into Lust was not just some subordinate. No, she and the alchemist had done things to each other that Lust fully approved of but their relationship soared to a level an inhuman thing like herself could never aspire to.
Lust didn’t want to die but she knew it was too late. She had made a critical mistake in underestimating this man; never imagining he might claw into her to rip out a piece of her with his bare hands?
She had been careless. Maybe she wasn’t human enough to realize a man would scar himself for life, carving an array into his skin just to stop her. Such fire, that burning passion, made her lust for him even as he killed her. He said he’d have her on her knees. If only.
A shiver of fear danced through her. Lust didn’t know what awaited her and the unknown filled her with trepidation. If only she had met this man instead of Havoc. Oh, she could have enjoyed him, made him betray those around him, broken him and readied him for sacrifice. Even as she cursed those eyes she coveted, Lust made one final fruitless stab to pluck those fierce eyes from his head, her body crumbling.
Praises, curses and last wishes spilled from her lips. He would speak of this triumphant, letting her live in his words. His twin black orbs staring at her stirred her namesake within her one last time, his hot gaze following Lust into the unknown, until no conscious thought, no life, was left.
![[identity profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/openid.png){kind=small}
![[community profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/community.png){kind=small}
no subject
Date: 2009-03-11 03:05 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-03-11 03:38 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-03-11 03:06 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-03-11 03:37 am (UTC)you might like this one, very intelligently written
ETA - the manga i mean, not necessarily my story
no subject
Date: 2009-03-13 09:38 am (UTC)I've actually had a couple people recommend the manga to me. Its on my list of things to check out once I get caught up with some other stuff.
How far along is the series, volume wise?
no subject
Date: 2009-03-13 04:29 pm (UTC)It's one of the best storylines I've read in a manga
and thanks.
no subject
Date: 2009-03-18 02:28 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-03-18 03:06 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-03-11 03:25 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-03-11 03:41 am (UTC)love your icon
no subject
Date: 2009-03-11 10:00 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-03-12 01:56 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-03-11 11:12 am (UTC)And I really loved the fic.
no subject
Date: 2009-03-12 01:48 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-03-11 11:32 am (UTC)You deserve the first place, really. I love your Lust.
no subject
Date: 2009-03-12 01:43 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-03-11 02:51 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-03-11 05:59 pm (UTC)