Arrow: Alright everyone! This is once again the result of my FMA muse not leaving me alone! Please enjoy.

Warning! This story does not follow the anime or the manga completely. Please forgive any lapse in the characters for it is my fault. Please enjoy.

Disclaimer: I don't own anything, except the plot and any OOCness the characters are displaying. All characters and Fullmetal Alchemist belong to their respective owners.

On The Straight and Narrow

Prologue

The Death of Dante

The mansion stood menacingly against a backdrop of twilight, dominating the landscape. All was quiet and dark, you would not know that anyone lived there had it not been for the single flickering light in the farthest right window. If one were to climb the walls covered in ivy, you would see a dimly lit chamber empty save for a king size bed and vanity.

Lying in the bed was an older woman, one who many would avoid. She had a commanding and domineering presence, even lying on the bed, deathly ill. Surrounding her were three figures, two male and one female. Every breath she took seemed like a death rattle, and the three figures seemed to anticipate her death with what could almost be described as relish or excitement. However, there was also sadness in the air. This woman, cruel and unforgiving had taken them in when the world was against them and, while she ordered them to do unspeakable things, they were still in her debt for the only act of kindness they had received.

One figure broke off from the vigil to stand at the window. It was a boy and he seemed to be almost twenty-two. He had blond hair that went to his shoulder blades and eyes of a darker honey gold shade. He wore an expression of indifference but there was an undertone of sadness. His lithe, muscular body was sheathed in a semi tight black tank top and black cargo pants, contrasting with his pale skin. Adorning his skin, mostly hidden from view by his clothing was an extensive and intricate tribal tattoo in red, covering the left side of his body from his shoulder, down his arm and along the side of his body, ending when it wrapped around his ankle.

He sighed and stared out at the gloomy landscape that had been the only scenery he had come to know in almost two years. A hacking cough brought his attention back to the woman lying in the bed. He went back to the bedside and waited. The woman opened her eyes and spoke.

"Take care of each other." With that, she breathed her last… and died. For a moment, no one spoke, then the female looked up at the two boys, one older and the blond who was about her age.

"I can't believe that Dante is actually dead. I didn't think it was possible." The eldest shook his head.

"I didn't either, Lust. I thought that Dante would be around forever." The blond boy was silent. "Pride? Are you okay?" he didn't answer. The woman identified as Lust spoke next.

"Pride?" He looked at them both.

"I thought that she was invincible. I owe her my life, even if I hated her. Her last words were to 'take care of each other'. What does that mean? Why would she say that?" The older male and Lust looked at each other and then back at the youngest member of their trio. The older boy spoke.

"Pride, you are the only one out of all of us who remembers what it was like to be human. We can't. We need you to help us." Pride blinked uncertainly.

"Envy, what are you asking of me?" Lust stepped forward and placed her gloved hands on the boy's shoulders.

"Pride, we are asking you to keep us on the straight and narrow. We want you to help us become good again." Envy took up Lust's train of thought.

"We want our humanity back. All we know is what Dante forced us to do and that is to kill. To kill all those who stand in the way of a mission or a task she had assigned us and to show no mercy to anyone." Pride was silent.

"Pride," Lust spoke softly, "will you help us to regain our sense of humanity? Will you help us to achieve that task?" Envy spoke again.

"You are the only one who can and you know that." Pride walked back to the window. What could he say to them? He had never had to face this kind of indecision before. Pride thought back to his days as the Fullmetal Alchemist, under the control of the military and his own aspirations. The joy of getting his brother, Alphonse, his body back, even if Pride had been turned into a homunculus in the process. He made his decision and turned back to the two older homunculi.

"Alright, I'll help you. Let's get your humanity back." The two were relieved and their expressions showed it. They knew without a doubt that with Pride showing them the way, staying on the straight and narrow would be easy.

Arrow: So let know what you guys think so far. Please leave a review or send a private message to do so. I know that both Sloth and Lust died in the same episode, but I am going to ignore that fact in order for the story to progress the way it is planned. Sorry if this offends anyone and feel free to flame me for it. Just know that flames will be ignored as well and the story will continue as planned anyway. :P Read and Review if you wish to let me know what you think.