Disclaimer: I don't own PJO or the Seven Deadly Sins.

There are fatal flaws, which every half blood has. Then there are the seven deadly attributes that not only half bloods but mortals fall victim to. They are more dangerous than Greek fire or the titans. They are the seven deadly sins, and every single living creature knows what they are.

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Envy, a malicious flaw. Something I had too much of. Something that dug my grave and laughed as I was buried. I was always envious of someone or something. That what brought me to Kronos; we both had a common thought. Kronos and I disdainfully envied the power of the gods.

From when I was born, envy was tainted in my blood. I envied the kids with real mothers, the ones with money, and the ones with fathers. When I was on the run with Thalia and Annabeth, I envied their intelligence, their fierceness, their love.

Everyone, everyone damn one, envied me! Me! They all wanted my looks, my amazing sword play, and my dazzling personality; was all I ever heard.

Annabeth had always told me, "Luke, everyone wants to be just like you. You're so good at everything. They're all jealous."

Inside of me wanted to scream or burst out with laughter. Jealous? What's there to be so jealous about! I want what they have! I don't want to feel so angry so mad. I want to be just like them. I am so envious of them, the lucky bastards. No one wants to be like me and now they all know that.

Even before that. Before I was the best at sword play, I wanted more. I envied my sword instructors; needing to do more, train harder. I needed to be better than them. I didn't want to envy them, but if I was better than I wouldn't have too. If only that was the cause. Once I was the best, I still felt so envious! I wasn't sure of whom I felt it for though. I was the best but I needed to be better.

Along came the one force that could relate with me. Kronos and I craved power and envied those who had more than us. So started our deadly bond, built with an even deadlier material. Hoping to feel justice never came and envy never departed from my soul. I lusted after those who were powerful and could sub side my envy.

Atlas let me control the manitcore; I envied him for being stronger. I needed more the power was killing.

Then, it was Thalia. She was a better fighter and almost beat me. I didn't want to fight but the blood churned in me, wanting to prove myself. She could beat me, she practically killed me. I envied the strength she had. I wanted it.

Next came the hunters and Artemis. They got to have Thalia in present company. She was my friend; I wanted to be her friend too. I envied them; they got the woman I loved. They stole her from me and made her swear an oath against me.

Annabeth was so smart and could make an undefeatable plan. I envied her for that. One of my oldest friends and I desired what she could do. She had so many friends. She put aside Thalia's death and came to terms with it. It wasn't fair! She went through the same obstacles of me, yet she was still good and pure.

The one I envied the most. I'm not sure there were any words to describe it. Percy was lucky one. A true hero. He had unlimited bravery, enough strength, phenomenal sword play, and love. He was everything I ever wanted to be and all I couldn't. His father was proud of him and had all of his mother's love. Do you know what I would do for my mother to love me? Kronos even said Percy would have made a better host. The one person I stayed true to and he liked Percy better. Do you not see what was so envious of me to him?

I have already said my deadly envy killed me. Which, indeed it did. All the envy I had in my life that coursed in my veins shaped my character. It lead me to be an awful person. Yet, in the end I pulled through. I let the envy go. I took the knife and for once I didn't feel any envy. I got exactly what I wanted; a way out of doom. Now in Elysium, there is nothing to be envious of; it is perfect.

AN: I hoped you enjoyed! Please reviews, I always enjoy CC. Also I'm looking for someone to beta this story.