There was once a time in another place

An evil kingdom who no person dared to face

And the ruler was a boy so mean

A tiny fragile prince at the age of nineteen.

There was once a kingdom with 2 coasts. It was beautiful and flourished. However, the people were not happy. For their ruler was Francisco de Amarillo. Francisco of Yellow. He was the prince who ruled this kingdom, and he was known to be very cruel.

Francisco surely didn't know how to handle a kingdom, but he was very prideful and never asked for help. He simply did only what he wanted to do.

"Master, lunch is ready" his servant told him. She looked almost exactly like him, save for her longer hair, more feminine features, and servant's garb.

Francisco looked her way, nodding. "gracias, Luisa" he said simply, before getting up from his throne and walked to the dining room.

If your short on money, that's no fearful thing

Just take it from those you dangle on a string

To those who feel they want to bring me down

You'll just tidy up my suit

Now bow to me!

Francisco looked boredly at the man who was being restrained by his guards. His horse he was riding had the same bored appearance.

The man who was being restrained looked up at Francisco, hatred obviously showing on his face. He had wavy black hair and dark brown eyes, with stubble on his chin .

"This is NOT fair! You have no right to take my savings!" he yelled, obviously pissed off at the injustice. "I pay the already high enough taxes and I already live close to dirt!"

Francisco raised an eyebrow. "Last I checked, I was the Prince, not you. So I get to do whatever I want. " he smirked. "Don't worry, I'm sure you can easily make this amount of money soon enough." With that, Francisco turned and rode away, this being the cue for his guards to let go of the man and go with him.

When Francisco arrived back, he was greeted by Luisa, who had a tray with a cup of café con leche on it.

"bienvenidos, mi príncipe. How was your ride?" she asked.

Francisco got off of his horse with the help of his guards, and was set down. "It went well." He said simply, taking the cup that was offered on the tray and took a sip of it. He then went inside, with Luisa following him.

Now the Prince held a love for a man

Of blue who very much wasn't her fan

But instead he chose his neighbor's prince

Of green whose eyes shone like a pearl.

One day, when Francisco was in the kingdom of blue for business, he met a young man with sandy blond hair and cerulean blue eyes.

He was the Prince of Blue, and was the hamsomest of all.

"H-Hola Prince Alfred" Francisco stammered, as he caught Alfred's attention.

"hm… 'sup dude" Alfred said boredly. He knew what Francisco did to his people in his kingdom, and would have rathered not talk to him. But, he had to be polite, since he was a guest.

He turned to his own servant, who also looked like him, save for the violet eyes and wavier hair. "Hey, Mattie, can you get my fiance for me?" he asked. The servant nodded and left the room.

Francisco's eyes widened in disbelief. "F-Fiance?" he asked.

Alfred looked back at Francisco and nodded. "Yeah. I'm betrothed to the Princess of Green. Princess Ana."

As if on cue, Alfred's servant came back with a girl about 16 years old who had straight black hair and light brown eyes. She was wearing the most beautiful green dress Francisco had ever seen. She was accompanied by another servant who had a mop of black hair and amber eyes. Luisa (who had been next to Francisco this whole time) took a liking to him, but that story is for another time.

Basically what you need to know is that Francisco was pissed. When he came back to his kingdom, he locked himself in his room for days, only letting Luisa come inside to give him his meals.

When he finally came out, his eyes were filled with rage. He immediately ordered his minister to come to the throne room.

"Si, your highness?" the short male with spiky black hair and large brown eyes asked, after he bowed.

"Come closer. I have something I need you and Luisa to do."

Both the minister and Luisa came closer.

"I want you to invade the country of Green and kill the princess."

By next week, the Kingdom of Yellow's forces had invaded the Kingdom of Green, burning down every house and setting other things on fire. Every person found was killed, including the princess herself. The Princess Ana and her servant were killed in the woods by an "unknown" assailant, but seemed to at least have been killed with the least amount of suffering.

By 3 o'clock in the afternoon, all of the Kingdom of Green was destroyed and burnt to the ground. Meanwhile, Francisco sat in his throne room and looked at the time.

"Oh, it's teatime" he said simply as he was handed a cup of tea in a china cup.

To defeat the princess was no easy task

But the people could no longer wear their mask

Like a flock of birds they were lead by

A red mercenary into the nigh

A man in a dark blue cloak walked into the Kingdom of Yellow at midnight. He walkd over to the small house that doubled as a weapon's shop. He knocked on the door.

A man with wavy black hair and brown eyes opened the door, the same man that was robbed by the Prince himself. Once he saw who it was, he let him inside.

Once the door was closed and securely locked, the man took off his cloak, revealing to be Prince Alfred himself. His blue eyes shone with rage. "I hear that you are the best at your job," he said,"Stories from my kingdom are told of your brutality, Carlos."

The other man, now identified as Carlos, walked over to the Prince, his face showing no emotion. "That is right, príncipe. "

Alfred then looked at Carlos, his eyes narrowing. "I need you to help me riot the people of this kingdom to go against the Prince of Yellow. I will pay you greatly for it."

Carlos turned around and took a sword, then looked back at Alfred, his eyes blazing in unbridled rage. "I will help. And it will be free of charge. These villagers are tired of the corrupt Prince. And I may or may not have a bone to pick with him as well." Carlos placed the sword in its scabbard. "I will get vengeance for Pablo…"

So during the night, Carlos and Alfred rallied up all of the people in the kingdom to go against the Prince of yellow. The Guards tried to hold off the attack, but they were still weak from the invasion of the Kingdom of Green.

These villagers were pissed off after years of corruption. The mob finally reached the court, where all of the servants ran for their lives, leaving the Prince all by himself.

He did not put up a fight, or even have a look of surprise on his face. As Carlos, in his red armor, pointed his sword at Francisco, the Prince only looked up at the mercenary. "You are so disrespectful" he said simply.

He was thrown into jail by the mercenary, and was to be executed the next week. The Prince who once had it all, was now in the cell, like a common criminal.

At the time that eventually came

The church bells sounded to him rather lame

Without looking to face crowd

Said he with eyes in a shroud

Finally, the time and day came, where the Prince was to be executed. At 3 o'clock sharp, Francisco was taken out of the cell and placed on the guillotine. Carlos had handcuffed him himself, to make sure that he wouldn't run away. Nearly all of the village was there to wach the execution of their hated prince.

"So, any last words?" Carlos asked, rather mockingly.

Suddenly, the church bells rang, signally 3 o'clock.

Francisco smiled, closing his eyes. "oh, it's tea time." He said calmly.

The guillotine blade suddenly came down, ending the wicked life of the prince.

A few years had passed, and the Kingdom of yellow was no longer a Kingdom. After the death of the Prince, the Kingdom had elected to become a republic, placing Carlos the mercenary as one of the leaders.

The mothers now spoke of the Prince without a second thought, using his story as a story to make sure that their children behaved. The Prince of Yellow? He was renamed the "Prince of Evil" to signify what he did to the kingdom. On the day that the Prince died, everyone rejoices to celebrate the anniversary of his death. No one mourns him.

Except one. In a black cloak, a figure always comes once a year to the unnamed grave of the Prince. There, that figure always puts down flowers, and weeps.

Costa Rica: WHAT THE HELL?

Hehe ^^;; I came up with a new idea! Use the vocaloid songs that are about one of the seven deadly sins, and use the latin American nations~!

Costa Rica: that is a TERRIBLE idea!

Nope~! A terrible idea was to not put you in a dress!

Anyway, as we can see, this was the story for pride.

Here are the characters that were used.

Francisco: Costa Rica

Luisa: Nicaragua

Princess of Green (Ana): Panama (poor her T_T)

Her servant: Venezuela (this is to be explained later. MUCH later…)

Prince of Blue (Alfred) :America (Dur)

His servant: Canada

The Minister: Belize (Because I felt like it)

The Red Mercenary (Carlos) : El Salvador.

Oh, and the things about Carlos taking revenge for Pablo. Pablo (Honduras) was his fried *coughlovercough* who stood up to the Prince and ended up getting killed.

So~! The next is~~~ *drumroll* Gluttony! So we get to see some Conchita~

Since a lot of things weren't finished, I will write a bonus chapter after all of the sins are done for the servant of evil.

Review please~?