Author's Note: Hey guys! Okay so I just finished watching the anime (I don't have access to the manga) on January 18th I believe and I've been dying to write something for The Seven Deadly Sins. I'm probably going to be drawing a picture of Elizabeth and Meliodas hugging. They're just so adorable and they are my favorite couple and OTP (One of two overall).
Oh and I noticed that there was a great lack of SDS fanfics, an even greater lack of Meliodas and Elizabeth pairing fanfics, and the greatest lack of M rated Meliodas X Elizabeth pairing fanfics. So you know, little ol' me just had to try to fix that.
Oh, P.S.: I'm going to make Ellie a little different than in the anime but she'll still be the same person basically. You'll understand what I mean once you read. And yeah I know I'm throwing little bits and pieces of the modern world in but it's my fanfic.
Disclaimer: I own nothing (except any OCs I may come up with). I know it's the tragic truth.
Thrown Away
Means To An End
*Elizabeth's POV*
I leisurely meander through one of the gardens within the castle grounds. I glance down, my eyes looking at the dress I was wearing before making a decision. I turn on my heel and jog back to my room. I grab a red and black plaid shirt along with some old dark blue jeans. I scoop up my old black tennis shoes on my way out. I half jog half hop down the hallway in my socks somehow managing to put my sneakers on and not fall down. I run out to my own garden, in the heart of the gardens. Not many people know that it's there—it is hidden after all.
I smile as the familiar and soothing sight of my garden enters my vision. All the plants I grow here are useful in some way. Some are for seasoning, some healing, some decorations, and more. I kneel down by the patch of Mourning Dew, a flower used for many purposes. The teardrop shape of the flower allows it to collect water, and that water can be used to help ease someone's pain whether it be physical, mental, emotional, or otherwise. I smile softly, remembering the time Veronica twisted her ankle and how I gave her one of the flowers. Father, all of the castle healers, and all the others who saw the flower were quite shocked. After all, the conditions—one set for the wild, one for domesticated ones—the flowers need to grow are quite difficult to meet which is why they are somewhat rare. I shake my head, clearing my mind of my thoughts as I begin to hum, weeding the patch of flowers. I continue humming as I tend to the rest of my garden, very much content in this moment.
The light starts to fade after what felt like an hour at most but was probably more like four or five hours. I stand up and dust myself off before leaving my garden. I get back in the castle when dusk settles. I smile to myself. I know there are people who protest me being the third princess of Liones and all but I don't care. Father, Veronica, and Margaret are happy that I'm here with them so that is all that matters. Yes, I know I am different from them. I figured this out after a short while of being here at the castle, maybe a year or two. I remember arriving here at the tender age of two and a half as well as how everyone stared at me. I didn't know why then but I didn't really notice at the time either. There were so many indicators. The most noticable—for most people—was the fact that I have heterochromia and the insignia in my right eye. As soon as I noticed that that was why people would always gawk at me, I started growing my bangs out to over them. I've changed the way my bangs were throughout the years but they have always covered my right eye since I was about three.
For me, my eye was the second biggest clue. The first would be how I smell different from the rest of my family. I've always had such keen senses and they seem to be getting stronger. Father, Veronica, and Margaret all smell different from each other but they all have a common underlying factor in their scents: a fragrant sweet smoky scent with distinct undertones of cinnamon. I, on the other hand, smell of nature. There's so many components of my scent but not one of them is that same underlying factor that they have. Of course there were other factors but those two were the most telling to me.
Oh yes. I remember though I wish I hadn't. I guess I'll make a stop at Father's study on the way to my room. I need to discuss a few pressing matters with him. Such as his illness and a matter concerning the Holy Knights...and a few other matters. I'm rather worried for Father. He'll likely collapse from the stress added to his illness. A frown creases my lips as I turn the corner.
I walk past the throne room but stop at when I hear something that catches my attention—my name. My curiosity peaked and so I silently creep up to the doors. Luckily for me there is a crack in the doors—not big enough for me to be seen easily but just wide enough for me to see everything clearly—so I carefully place my face by the crack and position it so I can see what's going on in Father's throne room. I listen intently to what is being said, dread creeping in me. I try to understand what they're saying, it can't be that after all. I suddenly feel like I've been dealt a blow to my gut at full force. No...no..no. Why? I back away silently, steeling everything in me. I turn my back on the door and swiftly yet silently walk to my room. I make sure that nothing seems out of the ordinary with me in case I run into someone on my way to my room.
I don't. I grab a bag and start packing essentials into it-clothes, certain books, and certain other objects. I fill the back to the brim and shove it under my bed. I get dressed in my night clothes—well, actually a form-fitting black body suit with a robe over it so it looks like I am wearing my pajamas—and climb into bed, grabbing the book on my nightstand. I begin reading, picking up where I left off. I listen intently for footsteps or any other sounds as I read. About forty-five minutes have passed since I started reading. My ears pick up muffled footsteps. Father. A quick knock on my door. I wait a few seconds. He knocks again, louder this time. I jolt, making a startled "oh", and tell him to come in. He opens the door and sits on the edge of my bed, looking intently into my eyes. A pregnant silence ensues.
"Elizabeth," Father starts off. I 'hm' and tilt my head slightly to the side like I always do.
"Yes Father?"
"You do know that I love you, right?" I nod. "I would do anything for you. I only have your best interests at heart." I internally quirk a brow and snort silently. He sighs heavily before continuing. "My dear daughter, there are reasons why I have never let you go outside the castle walls. There are reasons why you never get to see the people, our people. There are reasons why you rarely meet any of my visitors save for a brief introduction. There are reasons for everything I do. There are reasons...yet they are hard to explain. Possibly even difficult for you to understand. But the simplest one is this: I am only protecting you and keeping you safe."
"Yes Father, I know this. I understand that. You don't need to explain this to me."
"Still..." He pauses. "Get some sleep angel." He leans in and kisses my forehead. I smile.
"I will Father. I promise as soon as I'm done with this chapter I'll go to bed. I'm just getting into the good part and I'm anxious to see how it ends." He smiles, knowing that being the bookworm I am, I wouldn't be able to sleep without knowing what happened.
"Okay. Goodnight Beth," He says as he gets up.
"G'night Daddy," I say as he leaves. I continue nonchalantly reading my book for an hour, giving it time for everyone ot be asleep. I get up and grab my bag, shoving the book into it along with my robe. I sneak through the hallways, blending in with the shadows. I finally make it to my destination.
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I've been traveling for days now. I don't stop at all. I eat and drink while walking. I continue on, knowing that I have to keep going no matter what. If not for myself, then for my people. For my kingdom.
Everything starts to become a blur. Yet, somehow I manage to keep moving. Why do I feel fatigue and other things? I've gone much much longer periods of time without sleep, food, and little to no water before and I've never felt like this. Something's not right. But what?
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I feel something groping my chest and stir awake. My eyes pop open and all I see is emerald. My face heats up as I realize that what I'm seeing are someone's eyes. I blink and sit up. Two more squeezes. My flush begins to spread down my neck to my shoulders and chest. "E-excuse me?"
My chest is released and a young, blonde boy smirks back at me syaing, "You're heartbeat is just fine!"
"Th-thank you." I look around. "Where am I?" The boy turns to look at me, eyeing my oddly before grinning.
"Why you're in my tavern/bar, The Boar Hat, of course! You walked in here in that big ol' suit of armor over there and just passed out cold when I asked you who you were." My eyes widen and I blush brighter.
"S-sir, I'm so sorry!" He just chuckles.
"Hey, it's no big deal. Do you want something to eat?" I nod.
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"Hey so you never told me why you were traveling and in a suit of armor no less." Sir Blondie, yes I gave him a nickname but shhh, says. I don't give any outwards signs, but inside I start slightly. I was kind of hoping he had forgotten about that. I sigh and stare directly into his eyes.
"I'm searching for the Seven Deadly Sins." His posture changes suddenly, becoming slightly rigid and erect although he maintains his friendly persona.
"Oh? Don't you know who they are? What they did?" I nod.
"Yes I've heard the stories. But I also know that you can't believe everything you hear. Besides, they were Holy Knights so I find it hard to believe that, if they were planning on doing that, they were able to keep it a secret. Honestly. I usually don't judge a person based on his or her past actions; I judge him or her by what he or she does now. How he or she acts now. Of course, that doesn't mean I totally and completely disregard their past actions. I do of course take them into consideration but I never form an opinion on that person until I have met them. After all, we all make mistakes. Often, one is manipulated or deceived into doing something or other. So no, I will not stop looking for them out of fear because of rumors. Of course I will make sure I am safe but other than that nothing else. No matter who a person is, what he or she hase done, his or her reputation, etc., I always take steps to ensure my safety. Call me paranoid if you will. I'd say I am cautious. Call it experience, smarts, whatever. I don't really care." I calmly explain as I lean back into my chair. "To answer your next question, I am looking for them because I would like to request their help. I hope to explain everything," I pause and murmur under my breath, "the important, need to know details and all anyway," and continue louder, "to them. I do not expect them to accept nor do I expect them to give me an answer. I definitely don't expect them to drop everything just to please a single girl. All I want to do is explain to them and lay out the request. I will probably give them time and space to decide if they will accept it or not. If they don't then oh well. I'll just have to do it on my own." I shrug. 'I'm not the weak little girl everyone thinks I am. I'm not strong either but I'm definitely not a weak, frail little thing that is useless.'
We just sit there in comfortable silence. He seems to be mulling everything over before smiling brightly at me. "Why don't you stay here for a day or so? Just until you get your strength back."
"No sir, you have already been too kind to me, a complete stranger. I cannot possibly infringe upon you or Sir Hawk anymore than I already have. I've completely overstepped my boundaries sir." I protest. I truly don't want to pester such a kind man. I'll only drag him along into the fray and he definitely doesn't need that. He sighs before standing up.
"Really, it won't be a bother."
"I really can't sir, I'll be a both—" I adamantly protest but get cut off.
"Okay, how about this since you seem to be so set on that. How about while you stay here you can work as a waitress and help out around the bar?" He grins back triumphantly at me. I sigh, deflating.
"Okay sir. But only since you seem to be so determined in getting me to stay."
"And I could easily tell you the reason why he wants you to stay." Sir Hawk mumbles under his breath.
"Right then it's settled!" He says, completely ignoring Sir Hawk's comment, as he grabs my arm and drags me upstairs. He hands me an outfit that he grabbed from somewhere in this room. He looks at me expectantly. I smile and gesture for him to turn around.
"Awww, do I really have to?" He pouts, looking at me with puppy dog eyes.
"Yes."
"Awww fine." He turns around. "You're not fair." I just sliently snicker as I change. I look at the outfit. It's a bit short but eh. The skirt's kind of drafty.
"Okay." He turns around and stops dead, just staring at me. This goes on in silence for five minutes. I start to feel self-conscious. Is it my eye? I start panicking. Can he see my eye? Did it get uncovered?! Just as I go to reach up to try to fix my bangs, he seems to shake it off. He clears his throat.
"Aherm, let's get back to the bar. You never know there might be some customers waiting for us." He says and turns to leave. I follow behind him, mentally hanging my head even though I look perfectly fine on the outside. I reach up and ruffle my bangs, fixing them and ensuring that my eye is covered. I serve the customers that come in and all. A little while later the Boar Hat is empty. I go sit by Sir Hawk as Sir Blondie cleans the counter. I hear somewhat distant heavy footsteps and I pale slightly. No, no it can't be soldiers, right? A few minutes later the bell rings, signifying that there are customers. I turn around with a big smile on my face.
"How can I help you today, good sirs?" I ask politely as I seat them. All of the stare at me for a few moments. One by one, they lose interest. All except for the largest one anyway.
"Well yes, we'd like some ale please."
"One for each of you?" I smile. The man nods yes. "Okay I'll be right back." I turn my back and walk over to Sir Blondie. He's already making their cups. I hear one lean in close to another one and begin whispering.
"Hey, doesn't she look like someone?"
"Yeah, but I can't quite place my finger on it."
"Maybe we've met her before?"
"Maybe she has a twin sister?" The man who said that is elbowed, at least that's what I presume based on the fact that air whooshed from him and it sounded like he doubled over. Oh shit. Shit is definitely going to hit the fan alright.
"Here you go good sirs," I say with my brightest smile as I place a mug in front of each man. They all nod except for the large one. He's still staring at me. He hasn't taken his eyes off me at all. Shit. I bow slightly and begin to walk back towards Sir Blondie. I hear the large one stand up out of his seat.
"You're right. She does look like someone we know, well not personally anyway. But she doesn't just look like them, she is them." Oh shit, and there it goes. The poor fan didn't even stand a chance. "Please come with us Princess Elizabeth. You're Father, sisters, the entire kingdom in fact, is worried sick about you."
"I'm sorry sir but you seem to have mistaken me with someone else. Excuse me," I say calmly and turn to leave. I'm stopped by him grabbing me and jerking me back. He roughly turns me to face him, his face mere centimeters from mine.
"Oh don't even think that you can pull the wool over my eyes for even a second girl. I'd know that insignia on your earring anywhere; it's the royal crest after all. Now, I honestly don't give a shit whether I drag you back to the kingdom alive or dead. I can always say I found you dead or something. Who's going to know the difference?" He sneers.
I hear a loud bang and the next thing I know I'm being held bridal style in someone's arms. I know it's not the large man because he's in front of me and seems to be in the process of blowing a gasket. "You heard the lady, she doesn't know what you're talking about. So I suggest that you leave the nice girl alone, okay?" Sir Blondie says as he puts me down and steps in front of me as if to protect me.
The large man charges with a snarl. Sir Blondie picks me up and jumps up, hopping off the large man's head. He runs outside and turns around, maneuvering me behind him. I hear loud crashes and bangs and a loud pig squeal. I wince mentally. Oooh, Sir Hawk did not escape. He's probably unconscious from that big brute landing on top of him. The group of soldiers spill out of the bar. I wince as I catch a glimpse of the inside before it's blocked out by all the people standing in front of the door. I hear swords being unsheathed. Forget the fan, it's just sailing straight upwards now. Dear lord.
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"Sorry I didn't formally introduce myself. My name is Meliodas. You've just found your first Sin. And in regard to your request, though I don't know everything, I will accept it on behalf of my team. I'll help you find all seven Sins and all." I stand there shocked. I shake his hand. Then it hits me. And I'm so red that I put the blood seeping out of Sir Meliodas's arm to shame. I can't believe I said all of that in front of him. Wait, what?! Blood?!
"Awww, you know, you're so cute when you blush like that." He smiles cheekily at me but my eyes are glued to his wound. I grab him by the collar of his shirt and drag him back inside the bar, heading to the pile of armor for my bag.
"Mmmhhhhmmm, you know, I normally don't allow people to drag me around or anything like that but I would and will let you do whatever you like to me." Sir Meliodas says. I hear him but don't really register what he said. I force him to sit down and complies. Then I turn around and kneel, rifling through the armor quickly. I feel eyes on my butt and I twist my fingers, creating a shape and pull my bag out from under the pile. I stand up and place my bag down on the table Sir Meliodas is sitting next to and dig out the supplies I need. I pull his sleeve up so I can get a better look at it. It's not too bad, probably just got it from a tree scraping him as he protected me. Guilt floods into me but I work on getting all of the splinters out so I can clean and bandage it. I finally manage to get them all out, well the ones I can see anyway, and I pour a cleaning liquid from a bottle on the wound. Sir Meliodas hisses through his teeth in response. I smile grimly before applying a salve I made onto the wound and wrapping it in bandages. I tie the bandage tightly and sit back to examine my handiwork. I give an imperceptible nod of approval before packing everything back up into my bag. He watches me in stunned silence.
"Um, thank you." I look back at him. I turn around and sit across from him.
"Please, those words are not necessary. It's my fault you received that wound. The fight and this," I gesture to the damage done to his tavern, "happened because I'm here. This is why I didn't want to accept your offer. I knew something like this would happen. I'm so sorry Sir Meliodas." I say sincerely, staring into his eyes in an attempt to get him to understand my sincerity. I head upstairs and change into my body suit, folding the uniform neatly. I walk back downstairs, uniform in hand, and place them next to him as I pick up my bag. I walk towards the door, glancing behind me saying, "I truly am sorry Sir Meliodas," and start to go out the door. Out of nowhere, I feel a hand on my arm, but unlike earlier, it was gently and lightly placed there. I look back at its owner in confusion.
"Elizabeth, please. I told you that you're welcome to stay. It's not your fault that guy was being a jerk. Besides," He puffs out his chest in pride, "I got to both defend a lady as lovely as yourself and teach him a lesson. It was a double win for me. Also, things like this happen all the time and the Boar Hat is still running, is it not?" Sir Meliodas asks me.
"Well, yes it is I suppose. Bu—" I'm cut off when the Boar Hat actually begins running. I look at Sir Meliodas in confusion.
"I suppose you'd like to know what's going on?" I nod.
"And I suppose I have some explaining to do as well." We look at each other for a few, brief moments before I gesture to the only standing table. "Do you want to sit down and have a talk?"
"I would love to." Sir Meliodas grins and sits down. I go to sit down but Sir Meliodas grabs my hand and tugs lightly.
"Sir Meliodas? What's wro—" I'm cut off by him tugging me into his lap. I fall on top of him basically. I place my hands on his chest and lean backwards, my head hanging down as I blush such a deep crimson that I start to think that every single drop of my blood is currently occupying my cheeks, neck, shoulders, and chest. My eyes widen and I blush even deeper when I realize that I landed in a position where I'm straddling him. Oh Sir Meliodas better be hoping that Sir Hawk isn't awake to see this because he'd kill him. Sir Meliodas places his pointer finger under my chin, lifting my head up so that I'm forced to look into his eyes. I begin to lower my eyes but he 'tsks' at me.
"Oh Elizabeth, someone of such beauty shouldn't hide it from the world. That would be a crime." He leans in closer, his lips brushing my cheek as he whispers, "But who am I to say anything? Because if it were up to me, I'd make sure I was the only who ever got the chance to gaze upon your beauty." He leans back, grinning mischievously. "Now Elizabeth, you should have told me that you wanted me to be your throne. I would have been happy to oblige. After all, every princess needs one. And," Sir Meliodas leans close again, this time placing his lips directly on my ear so that they brush against my ear as he whispers, "I promise that I will be the very best throne there ever was, is, and will be because you deserve the very best. And believe me when I say this," His voice lowers a few octaves, almost raspy and husky like he just woke up from the best night of sleep ever, "I will enjoy, savor, and treasure every single second of it." My eyes widen and I blush deeper. I shake my head and look up at him, all business now. If he wants to play, then I will play. I internally snicker, time for some explanations...and fun.
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"She's just a means to an end, nothing more nothing less."
"She's just a means to an end, nothing more nothing less."
"She's just a means to an end, nothing more nothing less."
"She's just a means to an end, nothing more nothing less."
"She's just a means to an end, nothing more nothing less."
"Just a means to an end, nothing more nothing less."
"Just a means to an end, nothing more nothing less."
"Just a means to an end, nothing more nothing less."
"Just a means to an end, nothing more nothing less."
"Just a means to an end, nothing more nothing less."
Just a means to an end, nothing more nothing less.
Just a means to an end, nothing more nothing less.
Just a means to an end, nothing more nothing less.
Just a means to an end, nothing more nothing less.
Just a means to an end, nothing more nothing less.
A means to an end, nothing more nothing less.
A means to an end, nothing more nothing less.
A means to an end, nothing more nothing less.
A means to an end, nothing more nothing less.
A means to an end, nothing more nothing less.
She's a means to an end, no more no less.
She's nothing more than that...
Nothing at all
She's only good for using her and then disposing of
She's...means to an end...nothing more.
Author's Note: Here's the outfit Elizabeth was wearing at the beginning of the chapter since I can't link on this site like I can on others apparently: elizabeths_stroll/set?id=188311701 And yes, I made up some of the plants' names. I'm weird.
Also, I really didn't feel the need to go through the entire meal, battle, etc. etc. thing so I just skipped through it. You all know it.
P.S. I'm most likely (probably definitely) going to skip around in the chapters. As in, in one chapter there might only be one Sin but in the very next one, there might be three or whatever. I just really want to do the important details and get them out of the way so that the real fun can begin. Also, the last part is supposed to be the first line said echoing over and over again, you know how you lose words the more something echos...well yeah sorry for the little tangent, anyway the first line said echoing over and over again until the bold, italicized portion.
